Their bullied and broken mate Novels & Stories

"Believe what?" "If anything happens to you I will not survive it. The mate bond is that strong." His grip on my hand tightened. "You are not just some girl I like. You are my mate. My other half. The person my soul recognizes as home. If you die, I die. Not metaphorically. Actually. The mate bond will destroy me from the inside out." I stared at him. At the intensity in his eyes. At the raw vulnerability, I had never seen from him before. "That is not fair. You cannot put that on me. I did not ask for this."

"Everything I gained by hurting you is gone now. These past six months have been worse than death. I've already paid the price. "You must have calmed down now. Please just give me another chance." The Rogues behind him started shouting along. "Yeah, Luna Zoey! Do it for the pup!" While holding my pup, I slowly walked toward him. He looked up, hope shining in his eyes. "You still have your wolf, don't you?" I said.

"Interesting how that works sometimes. Some people seem to have an abundance of it." "Mateo," I said quietly, recognizing the subtle challenge in his words. "I'm simply making an observation." He took a sip of his wine. "It must be difficult, though. Being ill for so long. Missing so much time with the pack, with family." "It has been challenging," Iris admitted, her voice steady. "But the pack has been wonderfully supportive." "Of course they have. You inspire such... loyalty." The pause before the last word was deliberate. "Though I wonder if that loyalty is always deserved."

Mate. The word felt unreal attached to Adrian Thorne. To his cold smile, his cutting voice, the contempt in his eyes whenever he looked at her. Mates were supposed to be stories told by the fire in winter — rare, sacred, once-in-a-lifetime. Not this. Not humiliation in the dirt while half the pack watched. “If anyone finds out…” she began. Mia’s tone sharpened. “Has anyone said anything?” Lisa thought of the whispers from yesterday. The girls in the yard. The half-heard word that had sounded like a joke.

Bates grimaced. "You guys aren't doing too good?" He asked. "Some days are better than others. Sometimes I feel like I'm fighting a riptide. I take two steps in the right direction and then, next thing I know, I'm swept back out to the deep." His eyebrows furrowed. "I thought things were supposed to be easy for mates?" I scoffed. "They would be if our mate bond hadn't been broken when Luca couldn't keep it in his pants." I froze as soon as I'd said it.

What breaks us? We are just mates, just mates, I tell myself, mates with no fucking bond. We can’t even communicate together through the mind-link, it’s hard to pick up his scent, and I am not even marked. I sighed, rubbing my hands together; the pain from the arrow does not even level with the emptiness around me.

“Do not play innocent with me. I know girls like you, acting all innocent and pretending to be helpless to get a man’s attention. Pick me homewreckers. Maurice might be blind to your cunning act but I am not. And I will make him see the truth. And when I do, he will abandon you faster the second time. Do you understand?” I would if she slowed down a little and explained what exactly was happening. I did not understand anything she was saying. Of course, I registered it but understanding it was a different matter. If I were to believe what she was saying, Maurice and I were broken mates. Why? Breaking a mate’s bind is one of the craziest things that could happen. I did not remember much but I

But he doesn’t know me. He doesn’t know that every ounce of pain I’ve endured in my life has turned me into something sharp, something that bites back. He doesn’t know that I don’t just break, I shatter , and I take down whoever’s closest when I do. I feel the nausea curling tighter in my chest, but underneath it, something else bubbles: anger. No. Rage .

' As I try to lift myself off the ground and get the idiot off me, I hear a low growl above me in protest of me moving. 'Come on Kamaria, just lay here a little longer with me. I just don't want this moment to end so soon my mate.' 'Hunter? We need to talk about this mate thing.' 'What about it?' 'Well right now Aurora is too weak to know what's going on and she's not aware of us being mates.' 'Well just fill her in later when your able to speak to her about us.' 'No. you don't understand but I'm not going to be telling her about this and I don't want you saying anything either.'

“I kinda wish you were obtainable so I can come back for you in one year when my mate bond if broken.” She but her knees down, and then her eyes; fumbling with her finger and the hem of her shirt. “You know I don't understand why it has to be this way. The goddess never came to my aid when I was being bullied. Instead what she does is stuff me together with my bully. Zephyr is an asshole, all the time.” “He brought you here for treatment. That says a lot.” “Yeah about how much trouble he knows he will be in if I die.” She blurted out, wiping the tears trickling down, onto her shirt. She pressed her lips together, sucked in a deep breath and exasperated.