The Spurned Mate Novels & Stories

I answer, nudging his shoulder with mine playfully. “I still felt my broken heart while my pack and their mates felt a stronger love with each other. A tingle and electrifying shock we call the mate bond. And then I smelt it, her scent of moon flowers. The full moon shone down on where I stood and as if made of moon dust, your mother appeared. As you know, we married and built our kingdom, then had your brother and your twin sister.” A stabbing pain in my heart at the mention of the mate bond has me bending forward, gasping for breath and tears in my eyes.

I could hear the sound of the enemy pack's howls in the distance, and I knew that we were in for a tough fight. Under the light of the full moon, we charged towards them, our fangs bared and our claws ready for battle. But as we fought, I felt a sudden jolt of electricity run through my body. My palm had accidentally touched Derick's, and a thunderstorm was suddenly striking between us, pulling us apart. "What the hell?" Derick shouted, his eyes widening in shock. I stared at him in confusion, my mind reeling from the sudden shock. And then I realized what had just happened. "We're true mates," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of the battle.

"your mate has been dead long ago, why don't you try begging the moon goddess to mate you once again. You know it's difficult to live alone" Lara, a member of the rogue pack and his best friend suggested him. Marcellus looked at her and then sighed. No one will ever understand the pain of losing a mate until one experiences. She was her first love and he lost her in a battle with Picaro pack. They were vicious alphas and betas, a pack of werewolves whom he hated most. And yet they killed a Lycans mate.

This morning, I was loved. This morning, I was a fool. The mate bond shreds inside my chest, the final threads snapping one by one. Each break is agony worse than the silver, worse than the drowning, worse than anything I thought possible. They say a broken mate bond can kill you instantly. They lied. It's so much slower than that. Images flash behind my eyes, my life rewinding as my body shuts down. The rejection ceremony three hours ago. The entire pack gathered under the full moon. Damien was standing at the altar in his ceremonial robes, looking like every fantasy I'd ever had of my Alpha mate.

"It was abandoned when we got here. There was no blood involved." "What's a mate?" She looked at me with bewilderment in her eyes and chuckled. What? Is there something funny about what I asked? "You do not know what a mate is?" "Nah-uh." I shook my head. "I was confused when he said that. He didn't even bother explaining it to me, and instead- made fun of me not knowing it. "Well, a mate is a soulmate. Both of you are destined to be together." My jaw dropped. I place my hands on my belly and then proceeded to laugh like there was no tomorrow. "Ahahahaha-! Are you serious right now? Is this some kind of a made-up storybook theory that you found in the streets? Because that's hilarious!"

My face scrunched up in a frown. “What do you mean? Are you sure you know what you are doing? He probably wasn't my mate the first time and you blurted out nonsense.’’ I fired at her. “He rejected us Evelyn, the mate bond has been crushed.’’ she clarified and I breathed out in realization. My heart throbbed in pain as I thought of what my fate would turn out to be. “So who is my mate now?’’ I asked but Blair remained quiet. ‘’Blair!!’’ I screamed in my head and I think she snapped.

Her voice was a symphony of pure enchantment, a melodic whisper that could charm the gods themselves. “Mate? What's that?” I asked again, still walking closer to her. She never left where she was, and I never got closer to her. “Mate is referred to as a predestined, supernatural bond between two individuals. They are soulmates. And mate bond is a fated union, chosen by me to identify who your mate is. It's marked by a strong, irresistible attraction between the two mates.” Her tone was soothing, calming, and uplifting all at once, like a gentle summer breeze.

That there’s still so much more out their to discover on your own. Technically speaking, Spencer is my second chance mate, since our mate bond formed only after Erick rejected me. I used to think second chance mates were a kindness, before everything that happened with Spencer. But now? With all that’s gone wrong with Spencer and I–along with the fact that Gamma Everly’s second chance mate is an enemy Alpha–I can’t help but wonder if second chance mates are nothing but a cruel joke. “How… how long have you known?” I ask. “How did you find out?”

she answered. “I do. He’s never given me a reason not to. Quite the opposite, in fact. Look, honey, I’m not going to tell you that all mates are perfect, because trust me, I know firsthand that they’re not. Your uncle is not my first mate. He’s what we call my second chance mate. Sometimes, when you have the Goddess’s favor, if your first mate rejects you, passes away, or treats you badly, she will grant you another mate. My first mate was not a good man or mate. He hurt me so deeply that when I found your uncle, I was afraid to love him. I was terrified that he would be just like my first mate, but he’s not. My first mate was a cheater. He manipulated me. He happily took every part of me th

"Just two years ago I met my mate, do you know what a mate is?" "Yes I think so, it is your other half?" "Basically yes and that connection is so strong that when you loose your mate especially if you have completed the mark you loose most of yourself and your in pain every day." Loose your mate Oh... she must have lost her mate that is why she is the sacrifice, she wants to be so she can go to her mate. My face must have showed my sorrow for her as she says