The Warrior's Broken Mate Novels & Stories

How long would it be her mother protecting her? Celia stared at Marcel. “This bond will not break,” she said, “so I hope you’ll enjoy being as alone as I’ll be.” Marcel stared at her in surprise, then he chuckled. “There is nothing that can’t be destroyed. You’ll learn that.” He turned around. “Can you imagine this, Darius? An Omega, as my mate?! Isn’t it laughable?!” Darius’ gaze turned from Marcel to where Jon was on the ground, holding Indra in his arms, glaring daggers.

In pure agony she weeped, devastated by the betrayal of our mate, our supposedly other half. Hands trembling, tears dripping from my cheeks, I stopped in front of the door. The smell of cherries, honey, and jasmine reached my nose. The scent of my mate, the scent that used to calm me, the scent that's supposed to keep my head, was now mixed with the scent of the woman who never failed to ruin every good thing to happen to me. I can hear the bed inside creaking. Groans and moans of my mate, and groans and moans of the girl he knew I've always loathed.

“I found my mate.” “What? That’s great! Who is he? One of the Amethyst warriors?” He was genuinely happy for me; I just hoped that happiness continued when he found out my mate was human. “No, he’s not a part of Amethyst Mist.” I mumbled softly. “Okay, one of the foreign warriors that’s come in?” “No… he’s not a wolf. He’s human.” “Woah, seriously? I wouldn’t have expected your mate to be human.” Hmm, he was surprised, like I had been, but accepting, maybe Valen would be accepted faster than I had feared.

“HE accepted me even though he was broken from his first mate just like I was. HE accepted me while I still smelled like a rogue. HE saw past power and ego and wanted me for me. HE is the one’s who’s mark I now and forever will proudly wear. As far as I am concerned, YOU are the one who is weak and a lowlife. And after tomorrow, YOU are not welcome here. If your Alpha has a problem with that, he can call me.” I looked straight into his eyes with every word and didn’t move them as he took in each word, glanced around the room looking into everyone else eyes and realizing everything I said was true. He looked back at me and I saw the anger was still there in his eyes but the fight was gone so

I smiled pulling my handsome mate in for a kiss, which he happily accepted holding me in his arms of protection and love, a force that not a single person could break. I had found my forever and no longer would I be, The Alpha King’s Broken mate. ~The End~

Let’s just say that the female broke down with Sapphire and apologized to us all. The witch's mate was in fact a werewolf who she was just trying to make jealous because he was ignoring her. Sapphire had a Dragon warrior flirt with her, pointing her out to all the men he was training with, including her mate. The mate didn’t like that and decided that he would stop fighting the bond and tried to walk up to her and talk to her, but she ignored his half assed attempt. He was put through hell for a week before he finally got it into his head to put everything into making her his mate.

’ he growled, his anger radiating through me. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I fought to keep my composure. ‘Calm down, Hunter,’ I whispered, my voice strained. ‘That’s her soul mate.’ ‘She is my Luna! Mine!’ Hunter snarled, his possessiveness flaring like a wildfire. ‘But there stands her mate,’ I said, my voice hollow. The words tasted bitter on my tongue, but they were the truth. The bond between mates was sacred, unbreakable. If this warrior was her mate, then there was nothing I could do.

My howls tore through the night air, causing our warriors to spill out of their rooms. I barely registered the satisfied smile on Xi’s face as I collapsed to my knees, pulling my lifeless mate into my lap. I continued to howl and scream as each thread of the mate bond snapped, rocking my body with pain. Xi moved into the parking lot as my warriors began to surround me. “Don’t touch him!” I snarled, clutching him to me as one of the warriors moved to check him over.

One of my warriors stands up with a smirk on his face, and I can feel my body tense. "What are you going to do human," my warrior snarls as he stares her down. My body responds on instinct, and I stand. "Do not touch her," she says harshly with her eyes locked on his. My mate's green eyes are giving off the heat of a forest fire. And once again, a small flicker of pride makes its presence known in my chest. But the feeling is short-lived. I watch in horrifically slow motion as my warrior backhands my mate.

She was also always willing to help but I’d come to my wits end with tolerating her disrespect. “It’s – are you mad at me?” She asked, wrinkling her brows and pouting her lips. Zion sighed with irritation. “Don’t make me ask twice,” I all but growled. She straightened up but she didn’t lose her pout. “Warrior Jeremy is dead,” she said. I paused, thinking over who the heck that would be but no one came to mind. My brows raised in question and she continued. “It’s the warrior your mate locked in the dungeons recently.”