Unwanted Mate Books Novels & Stories

Ashamed of having been caught taunting the other female. The youngest of the pack. “Jaecar?” Samantha’s quaking voice drew him from the memory of enacting penance on the camp whore. “No.” He said flatly. “I don’t need Aloira. I’ve another woman in mind this year.” “You’ve chosen a mate?” Samantha took a step forward from the mantle. “Have you?” He countered. Turning to cast an intense look over his shoulder at her. “You know I will not! I’ve no wish to have a male sweating upon me. Trying to get me with pup and then biting into me to show I’ve become his property…And that’s if I survive it. Which we both know…I’m small…”

He whispered against my head. I feel myself shudder. I don’t want to remember any of it. I just want to forget everything. Since coming here life has been unfair. I thought I would have a better life than when I where I grew up but I was wrong. I never want an Alpha mate again. There are too many obstacles you have to jump through to be with them. I never want to go through this again.

, I added making him smile. "Okay. You are right. This is gross", he says pointing at the drink. "Then why did you make it?", I ask him. "I read somewhere that pregnant women drink these types of drinks but they were wrong", he tells me. Aayan's Pov I will have to remind myself not to make this type of drink ever again. Why? Because whoever wrote that pregnant women like this they were very wrong. Alhamdullilah Hayat knew what to say because if it was someone else they would have thrown a tantrum about the drink but not Hayat.

I need another pussy. “Put on your clothes and get out,” I said. I need more distraction, since she did not give me one. I am still thinking of that damn she wolf of a mate. I needed another distraction, and I mind linked another whore of mine after Kara left. A/N Like Comment Follow And Share! *** My unwanted Lycan mate. Club. **

I just sighed heavily. I also went upstairs to read. I really like reading some novels especially Romance genre. It feels real and my imagination is really working when I'm reading those scenes that I like. I imagined that I am the main character and wished that I have a happy ending with my partner. But most especially, the lessons of life.

The ice had started to melt, diluting the edges of it. “He doesn’t want me,” I said. The words felt like swallowing glass, but I’d had enough practice. “And he’s not my mate… what if he finds his mate?” “Men who don’t want women don’t look at them the way he was looking at you when you walked through that living room,” Cat said simply. “And we all know Nathan is wordless don’t worry” I didn’t respond to that. I didn’t have anything left to say that wouldn’t either embarrass me or break something open that I wasn’t ready to deal with tonight.

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Fair enough. “Right,” I drawled, my gaze flicking to the stack of books she’d been so quick to hide. On a spine, barely visible, was the label... Blood Cursed. Interesting, but not what I chose to focus on. But then… Mating. “Mate attraction, is it?" I purred, nodding towards another book she'd attempted to conceal. "Found your fated one already, or just hoping to ensnare some poor, unsuspecting male?"

As it was the time of recess, the library was almost empty except for the receptionist. Greeting her with a smile, I made my way to my usual table and took the book out of my bag. The book that I had borrowed from the pack library. The title read 'Tales Of The Mates" and the the book itself contained the real stories of the fated as well as chosen mates of the past Alphas. I had already read more than half of the book and I must admit that it was getting on my nerves now. Out of all the entries I have read so far, most of the happy endings were of the fated mates.

My body was wrecked, my mind dizzy, but my heart was clear. I loved every second. I loved every filthy, forbidden touch. I loved my stepfather’s cock, and I wanted it forever. We only gave in to sleep when exhaustion finally conquered us, tangled together on the sofa, no guilt, no shame, just heat, lust, and the dangerous bliss of knowing we had crossed a line we could never uncross. And God help me…I wanted more.