The Warrior's Broken Mate Novels & Stories

I place a tender kiss on her lips, using the mate bond to bare my feelings for her. “Athena,” my voice breaks with an uncharacteristic quiver, “Your strength amazes me every day. To endure what you have, to stand with me, even when faced with the horrors of your past... it is you who embody the true spirit of the wolf: relentless, resilient, loyal to the end.” My beautiful mate looks up at me, the raw vulnerability in her gaze intertwining with the fortitude of a warrior. In her eyes, I see not a broken woman, but a survivor. A lone warrior who has walked through fire and emerged not just intact but ablaze with her own power.

My broken soul was completely, hopelessly tethered to the exact man who ruined me. Even though I was completely terrified of the Warlord, even though I never wanted to see his terrible leather whip again, my cursed body only answered to his scent. King Cillian was my fated mate. He had thrown me away like garbage in the dirt, but my biology would never, ever let him go. I felt completely trapped in my own skin. My broken wolf would never answer Kaelen's wild pine scent. I was a hollow, empty shell, and the only person in the entire world who held the key to waking me up was the exact monster who broke me.

“Oh don’t be so stupid. I’ll fight a thousand vampires for you. It has nothing to do with the war.” “Then what is it--” “I’m half a man, do you not see that? I can’t be a mate to you anymore. I’m broken.” “You’re not broken.” I punch myself in the chest, trying to get her to understand. “I feel broken. I can’t do it, Maya. I can’t.” “What will you do? Won’t breaking our bond kill you?” “No,” I deflate. “I’ll just wish for death. When I can…I’ll pick a mate from the tribe…I’m expected to have one. I won’t love her, but it won’t matter.”

The pack members pause in their desperate fighting, recognition flickering as their Alpha's mate takes her place at the front lines. Through our mate bond-the connection I'd tried so hard to deny-I feel Callum's mingled hope and wariness. There's no room for explanations or apologies. There's only one way forward, through action, through proving loyalty with every breath and every fight. As government forces prepare for another attack, I bared my fangs and prepared to defend the family I almost tore apart. The wolf within me howled, and I let the sound carry all of my rage, my regret, and my resolve to make things right.

However, when I looked at the warriors in front of me, even my own men, they seemed to have lost their minds sniffing the air. They spotted obvious bulges in their pants, and that’s when it hit me. My darling mate had just gone into her heat, and every unmated male in this vicinity would want a piece of her. When I saw the warriors about to enter the packhouse, I saw red. I growled murderously, the sheer power almost making the ground shake. “Get lost! All of you! I don’t want to see any unmated male around this place.” They quickly whimpered at my command and scurried away. Only then did I rush into the packhouse and follow my mate’s scent. When I burst through the door to her room, I found

No one would ever believe I met my mate, while fighting his pack. I’m still working my way over, when he shifts back into human form. He is gorgeous. Damn. I really need a good look at him, but he is tall, dark and handsome and his scent has me drunk on him. He is fighting off two of my warriors and there is a third one coming towards him. My mate disarms one of the warriors and takes the knife from him, but the third warrior is about to attack him. I can’t let that happen.

I stood there in custom tactical gear with five pack warriors at my back and a silver dagger on my hip. And he was on his knees in a pile of trash like a stray dog. "I'm your mate!" He lunged forward suddenly. "You're my mate! You can't just leave me here!" Two warriors grabbed him instantly and slammed him face-first into the gravel, but he kept thrashing and screaming. "Elowen, you said you'd never leave me! Our mate bond is still there! You have to help me! Just give me some money! A hundred thousand is all I need... no, wait, ten thousand! For old times' sake..."

The minute she laid eyes on him the mate bond snapped into place and the pain of his betrayal began crushing her heart, both figuratively and literally. This was the first major issue I’ve had since I started offering my services to warriors, and it sucks. It sucks because I think I was actually starting to fall for Reth, which is completely against the rules I set for myself, but it also sucks because it’s the first time I slept with someone’s mate.

Louis was confused by her actions, Phoebe smelled Louis' scent for a moment and then said: "Not this smell, who are you? Where's my mate?" Louis heard the word "mate" and suddenly looked at Phoebe in bewilderment, he did not have time to react to her question: "Your life mate? Who is your life mate?” “Where is my mate? Who are you and why hasn't my mate been here yet?" - Phoebe looked at Louis looking at the stranger, she didn't know who this man in front of him was and why he was here, her mate hadn't come yet.

He licked his lower lip while taking rapid breaths, and his chest was rising and falling, making him even more handsome. "And you are my mate." He said he was leaving me in confusion. "What do you mean?" I asked him back. "You are the mate of this alpha baby." He winked at me while chuckling softly. "I am your mate." I blinked my eyes, showing a piece of confusion on my face. "Yeah, you are a mate." He smiled. Omg, I didn't know about this. "But can a human be the mate of a wolf?" I inquired with a piece of doubt.