The Unwanted Mate Novels & Stories

I blushed at his words and smiled "That would be lovely," With those words Killian jolted to our room and shut the door. prepared I closed my eyes and anticipated a night to remember with my once Unwanted Mate. HEY GUYS LUNA'S UNWANTED MATE COMES TO AN END WITH THIS CHAPTER. THANK YOU FOR THE VOTES AND COMMENTS, IT REALLY GAVE ME THE MOTIVATION TO KEEP WRITING. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY OTHER COMPLETED BOOK, THE LYCAN ACADEMY. MUCH LOVE, YOUR HUMBLE AUTHOR DRAVA_DON.

I shook my head at him. Stormy wasn’t the only crazy one, since Aaron’s suggestion was everything but realistic. If Angeline was my fated mate, as Aaron believed, rejecting her wouldn’t increase my chances of having an heir. As everyone in the Six Realms knew, one can only reproduce with their fated mate, and having a second chance mate was something rare, almost unheard of. “I will see if she likes any other pup. You know how weird she-wolves can get,” I said, playing his game in order not to lift more suspicions.

The friendship could get discontinued however it won't end over me, because even if I tried to justify myself through this way, they'd forget about it sooner or later. "Alessio was my bestfriend Nik, from the time of when we were in diapers." His one sentence made his wife shut her mouth in sadness. Italians and Russians called their omerta over some weird acts---some included, killing your loved ones, while some were to be mentally unstable or make yourself a murder machine. "Where?" I calmly questioned, giving him the opportunity to dominate but the fact he didn't knew he was offering himself to the devil once again. "Your choice." He neatly shrugged and mimicked my seating position with h

“They killed someone in the chamber.” “No, that's not true.” “I heard the Elder tore someone apart down there.” They continue yapping. “ It's no longer a scent test. It's a mate confirmation.” Mate. The word lodges in the throat like a sharp blade pierced sideways. Some people are shaking and clutching their phone tightly, her knuckles white. “ They're matching similar scent matches. If you spark with someone else, you're paired. What if Max isn't mine? And I'm paired up with someone else, I can't love someone else.”

"No. That's impossible. Sera and I are marked. She's bound to me." "Marks can be removed." My mother's voice was quiet but firm. "There are rituals. Dark magic. Ways to sever a mate bond, even one that has been completed. It's painful and dangerous, but it can be done by those who know the old ways." "No." I shook my head violently, my hands clenching into fists so tight my nails bit into my palms. "I won't let that happen. If Kade does that, I'll make him wish he were dead. I'll tear him apart with my bare hands and scatter the pieces across every territory."

I dismissed the idea and shook my head. "About this Solu Matia idea, I find it rather unfair. Not all of us want to end up with a man and vice versa," Rachel rolled her eyes. "You're right. I could fall in love with someone tomorrow but then like lets say I discover my pairing one year later. I'd basically have to drop the other person because they're not my pairing," was this true because it didn't sound right? Were my Mother and Father soul mates? Could you have a human soul mate? I had so many burning questions. "Can you decline a pairing connection?" I asked. "No," Saiora chuckled. "You're basically asking for a death sentence. Seriously, your body will begin giving up on you and then de

Jazz POV Growing up without parents to guide and nurture me, I was deprived of the opportunity to witness the true essence of companionship and friendship that mates are meant to embody. Tragically, my parents passed away when I was just a child, leaving me to navigate the complexities of life on my own. To make matters worse, the family I resided with in the absence of my parents were hardly present in my life, except for the moments when they subjected me to emotional and physical abuse over trivial matters. This tumultuous upbringing has shaped my perspective on relationships, leaving me yearning for the genuine connection and support that mates are meant to provide.

“Good. Now imagine that but on steroids. And crack. And more steroids. And maybe mixed with a fever dream no one asked for. That’s a mate.” I blinked. “So… a soulmate?” She shook her head. “No darling, soulmate is soft. Cute. Romantic. Mate is… violent destiny. Mate is permanent. Mate is stick-to-you-like-glue energy. Mate is ‘if you die, I die’ nonsense. Mate is a cosmic marriage contract signed with magical blood and no human consent form.” I stared at her. She stared back. “That sounds like kidnapping with extra toppings,” I said. “Welcome to the supernatural world,” she replied.

She stood rooted to the spot, staring at me with a far too loaded gaze, and I bit back a sigh, sympathizing with her struggle. I knew what it was like to fight unwanted feelings for a rejected mate. Mate bonds, while one of our species' greatest powers, could also be a source of complete misery when the bonds and the heart are not aligned. I could hardly blame Tessa for wanting her mate. I, too, wanted mine, as unpleasant as I generally found her to be.

We land back at the topic of mates. “Faith I know what you want but what about what I want I’m willing to reject my mate for you if we aren’t mated” “I don’t want you to do that Colton I don’t want to hurt anyone what I feel for you is so deep but if we aren’t mates imagine what you would feel for your mate when the mate bond snaps into place” “I don’t want anyone unless it’s you princess I’ve made my mind up and no one can change it. If I can’t have you I don’t want another no one can compare to you.”