The Warrior's Broken Mate Novels & Stories

"You made me wait," Cole said, reaching for his shirt like the conversation was already over. "Clara didn't." Roxie looked at the man who was supposed to claim her that same night and found nothing in his face worth saving. "So this is my fault," she said. "I'm not saying—" "You are literally saying that." _________________________________ Roxie Blackwood was never the pack's favourite. Too low-ranked, too grease-stained, too useful to discard but too easy to overlook. She built their weapons. Fixed their machines. Kept her head down and waited for the one thing that was supposed to be hers, her fated mate, her way out, her proof that the Moon Goddess hadn't forgotten ab

Find out who she is when she is not terrified. Easier said than done. I had spent years believing in loyalty, structure, honor things that didn’t bend, didn’t break. But now the goddess herself had thrown me into chaos. My mate was a traitor. I hated that word. Mate. It felt like a cruel joke every time it brushed across my mind. And yet, my wolf hadn’t stopped pacing since I captured her. Restless. Agitated. Whispering mine in a low growl that made me want to claw at my own skin.

Another was a slap that landed on my mother, when she also made to hold back a warrior from striking me. Tears couldn't stop flowing down. I hate myself for making my parent pass through this. Maybe it all happened for a reason as mom had said. I hope and wish to see Blake again. He is a vampire, but the feelings and bond between us was unique and deep. Could he be my mate?

Tate interrupts, proving that he hadn't been following our conversation ever since I'd admitted my secret to him so I thought I'd recount it. "Just like you, Tate" I say clearly and audibly. "I'm also mateless" ***

A sharp pain cut straight through me like it could tell I was thinking about my restraints. That was out of line. That was unlike me. Her violet eyes flashed in my mind again, unruly, stubborn, hurt. My chest tightened. That’s it. I sat straight from the bed, the metal creaking under my weight. I needed to get some air, or a drink. Anything to dull this feeling I wasn’t ready to explain. Because the truth remained that no matter what, Katrina was my mate. Her brown hair still waned through my mind, the pitch in her giggles, but for some reason, her eyes began to fade.

Honestly, after the shit cards fate dealt her, I didn't blame her for keeping to herself. But that didn't mean she was weak or incompetent. It meant quite the opposite. Lettie was the most badass woman I knew, tough as nails and ready to fight when needed. With a mate like Zane, she has to be. I don't think I have ever met a mated pair so perfect for one another in my life. Both came from horrid pasts that hardened them into the people they needed to be, and I was happy to be one of the people they allowed in their circle and loved wholeheartedly. Because I knew without a doubt that they would move mountains to protect the ones they cared about.

I watched as his head hit the ground seconds before his body joined it. “That’s for trying to hurt my mate,” I said, spitting on his corpse. I heard a pained cry from a female. It did not sound like ours, so it had to be my mystery mate. I turned towards the fight and saw Brynn’s aura holding one in place while Theo ripped his heart out of his body. Dustin and Maya were both attacking the other with relentless precision. Two of our warriors were applying pressure to their wounds. Another warrior was standing guard over my mate who was laying on the ground. I told the warrior to aid Dustin and Maya, wanting to destroy the bastard as quickly as possible.

the warrior says. “I will, once the bones in your foot are back in place,” I tell him, putting another one together and holding it while his wolf begins healing. Because this warrior isn’t an Alpha, his healing is slower than Warren’s. I push down my need to go see my mate, feeling him reaching out as he crosses our borders.

Blue blemishes were prominent, as well as scratches. My blood pressure accelerated, more because Zion was out of my hands. He couldn't stand by the fact his 'supposed mate' was hurt. He was ready to burn the whole town and find out who treated her this way. He acted as if she solely belonged to him, but we both somehow knew it's just a result of our frustration, we were tired of finding our beloved mate.

Whatever it was, it gave me a strength I didn’t know I possessed. Finally, I saw my chance. As the warrior lunged at me once more, I ducked under her attack and used her momentum against her. My teeth found purchase on her hind leg, and I yanked hard, sending her crashing to the ground. Before she could recover, I was bolting past her, disappearing into the throng. Leaving the stunned warrior behind, I pressed on, following the pull of the mate bond. The battle raged around me, but I barely noticed it now. My entire being was focused on finding Chris.