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Forsaken Mate Kiss At the River
“He’s here!” Milla perks up just as his scent reaches my nose. She recognizes it even before I do. “Our mate! Tell him you want to leave with him. Tell him you accept the bond!” It takes all my strength to hold her back. She’s too close to close to the surface, threatening to take control and shift. Milla has always been willful, but her strength has almost doubled since finding Rafe. Digging my heels into the rocky river bank, I clench my fists as we battle for control. “Calm down, Milla!” “No. It hurts. It hurts so much. It’s unbearable,” she whimpers. I feel it, too. The pain from rejecting the connection. I imagine it’s much worse for him. They say the recipient of rejection always feels worse than the one who initiated it. I’m hurting him. “You’re hurting both of us,” Milla snips before going silent under my control. With her tamed, the pain lessens, and I can finally breathe again. At least, until he emerges from the trees, his dark hair disheveled and sweat glistening on
Forsaken Mate Give Me A Little More Time
Rafe kisses me again, even deeper than before, and I give in instantly. I’m jelly in his arms, clinging to his shirt as he devours me.I want this. I want him.A twinge of fear pricks at me, and I try to pull away, but a low growl rumbles in his chest, and he tightens his hold around my waist. He really isn’t going to let me go. I don’t want him to. Fear be damned, I need to feel him against me.His fingers tangle in the curls at the nape of my neck, and he moves my head to the side, exposing my neck.“Moon above, you’re so beautiful, Makayla.” I love the way he says my name. Like it’s a prayer to the Moon Goddess herself.Trailing kisses along my jaw and neck, Rafe nips and teases me until I forget everything. All that’s left are the sound of his panting in my ears and the feel of his tongue on my skin. Nothing feels as incredible as this. Nothing.When his teeth graze the crook of my neck, the sensitive place his mark belongs, I nearly lose myself.“Shit, I almost did it again,” he
Forsaken Mate The Bonfire - 1
Oh, it’s a thousand times worse than the dinner. This is only the second time that I’ve been able to attend one of River Crest’s infamous bonfires, and I’m convinced. I hate these things.It’s a kegger disguised as a pack bonding experience. Red solo cups litter the ground, and old oil drum trash cans light the area and serve as makeshift grills over the open flames. It’s not even done right! All the meat is going to burn.The memory of Rafe’s hand covering mine as he took the tongs from me and grilled outside the trailer comes to mind.He was right about the meat. He was right about the grills. And even if the people in charge of tonight’s bonfire fix the problem, the food still won’t be as delicious as that meat and beer we shared last night.My body heats up as my mind fills with more flashes of our brief time together. The way every pain inside me eases with his touch. Just thinking about him is enough to make the smell of burnt meat, cheap beer, and wild pheromones tolerable.Sti
Forsaken Mate The Bonfire - 2
“Well, if it isn’t the belle of the ball!” Quinn’s sickly, sweet voice echoes from behind me. Because why not add her to my steadily growing list of problems this evening? It’s not like I have enough to worry about. Clenching my jaw, I calm down before turning toward her and bowing. I’m really getting sick of having to look at the ground. “May the waters blessed by the moon—” “Save it, Pride.” Quinn waves off my greeting with a flick of her wrist and strolls toward me, swishing her hips aggressively. Wesley’s not around, so it must be to assert dominance in front of their friends gathered at her back. She tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear and smiles sweetly. “Tonight’s about letting loose. We can leave all those formalities behind, right?” Quinn doesn’t wait for my answer before she starts laying into me. “You know, I didn’t think you had it in you. But I’ve gotta say, you’re full of surprises, Pride.” She scans me head to toe as if appraising my new value. “Who would have
Forsaken Mate Don't Touch Her
Wesley’s hot breath burns against my skin, heavy in my ears. His hands tighten around my throat and my crotch until my pulse thumps hard in my temples. I can’t draw air, and my vision wavers. I want to snatch away and pummel him into the ground. I could. It would be so easy. I sense his strength, and it’s nothing compared to Alpha Thane or Rafe.Rafe…Even now, I only want to curl up in his arms and let the world fall away. Why did I have to be born in River Crest? Why do I have to submit to this treatment? To this monster?I squeeze my eyes shut and bite my tongue. Maybe if I’m still and quiet, it will be over soon.Wesley’s hand loosens from around my neck, only to Snake its way under my shirt, groping wildly up my waist.He buries his face in my neck, inhaling deeply before a long, rumbling growl breaks free from his mouth. “Who the fuck’s scent is this on your skin?!”Rafe!I tense and push all thoughts of consequences from my mind. I’ve got to get away from Wesley. Now.Wiggling,
Forsaken Mate A Way Out?
“Hm?” Alpha Thane looks down at me wrapped in his arm, and all the anger on his face disappears. A pleasant smile curves his lips. Night and day. It’s impossible to read him. I never know what to expect from one second to the next.“I’m sorry. Did I startle you?” he asks, freeing me from his grasp. He doesn’t wait for my answer before beginning his rant. “Those bastards. How dare they treat a member of their pack like this? And the Beta’s daughter, at that! If those assholes had tried that stunt in Io, they would have been court-martialed and exiled. Hell, we might have executed them!”His jaw muscles tense again, and his massive hands ball into tight fists. He looks ready to tear apart River Crest, just like Rafe.My heart flutters at the mere thought of my mate’s name now. As much as I want to see him, I’m glad Alpha Thane was the one who found me with Wesley. Even if his reaction was extreme, I know it’s nothing compared to what Rafe would have done. River Crest and Io would alread
Forsaken Mate Want to Protect Her - 1
Did I hear him correctly? Did Alpha Thane just call Rafe my mate? He knows?I’m too stunned to speak or deny what he’s said. And Rafael makes no move to correct him either, only tightening his hold around my waist. Another growl vibrates in his chest as Alpha Thane disappears from view. It’s a minute or so before I regain my ability to form words, but when I do, I turn on Rafe.“You told Alpha Thane that you’re my mate?” I ask, my anger steadily rising. “I thought you said you would give me time to sort everything out and work on my issues. But you’re glued to me every time I turn around. It’s been two days since we met. Two! And you couldn’t even give me the space to figure out my feelings!”I don’t mean to shout, but the frustration is getting the better of me. And he isn’t letting go!Before I can get more worked up, I feel it. His rage. It’s similar to Alpha Thane’s, but so much worse. Waves of it heat our bodies, and I feel like I will melt into nothing. He’s shaking, like it’s t
Forsaken Mate Want to Protect Her - 2
WHAT?! The question ricochets around in my head, bouncing off every attempt I make to answer it. It’s nonsense. Madness. Is he insane? He must be insane to think I would ever be in love with someone who has tormented me since I was a child. He pissed on my mother’s grave and me just three nights ago! I hate Wesley Wrest. I HATE WESLEY WREST. I hate him so much it makes my throat tight and tears well in my eyes. It makes me want to vomit at the thought of what he did to me tonight. It makes me… Rafe’s rough fingers wipe the tears from my cheeks as he mutters apologies and begs me in his sweet, deep voice not to cry. He’s sorry for asking. He didn’t know what to think. He’s sorry. It’s not his fault. And I’m not mad at him. But I can’t find the words or the strength to swallow the lump in my throat from my hatred of Wesley Wrest. But Rafael’s patient with me, soothing me with gentle kisses and touches until I am steady. “I don’t love him,” I croak, forcing my voice out. “Then why?
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Forsaken Mate Wedding Bells - Finale
If looks could kill, Erick and Marco would be dead right now. The hideous glare on Wesley’s face paints a stunning portrait of the man I know him to be. Now, everyone else finally gets to see him for the hateful, lying, psychopath that he truly is.His façade of innocence melts away and all that’s left is a shaking, contemptable man with nothing to lose and a singular goal. I can feel his wicked intentions vibrating in the air. It’s obvious. And pathetic. Anyone else would have slumped and begged for mercy. But not Wesley Wrest. Never Wesley Wrest.Through grit teeth, Wesley growls. “You traitorous little shits don’t know what you’re doing. You think I’m gonna let you get away with ratting? You think you’re gonna make it out of here alive after the shit you just pulled?!”Before King Helios can grab and detain him, Wesley slips out of reach and charges the altar. I step forward, pulling the two pups behind me and standing him down. As I figured, the mate bond wouldn’t let him hurt me.
Forsaken Mate Wedding Bells - 2
“The Goddess did no such foul thing,” Rafe growls, stomping down near Wesley. “Your schemes end here, worm.”“Alpha Rafael, Makayla, explain,” King Helios roars, no longer passively sitting to the side.“Through nefarious means, Alpha Wesley Wrest severed the mate bond between Makayla and myself. We are true fated mates, marked, and promised to one another for some time,” Rafe states. With his head held high, he looks just as regal and commanding as the king. My heart races just watching hmi address the room with confidence.“Liar! You stole her from me when Io came for diplomatic meetings!” Wesley shouts. “She is mine and has always been. Only mine!”“There was never any mate bond between us. How dare you try to claim otherwise over five years after we both came of age!” I snap. “King Helios, I humbly submit testimony from one Quinn Iverson, the former Luna candidate of River Crest.”Wesley’s eyes grow wide and the whispers around the temple hall grow into full blown outrage as a scre
Forsaken Mate Wedding Bells - 1
I’m nervous.My heart’s pounding and I can barely think straight. Every breath feels too big for my lungs, like I might pop any second. The dress wasn’t this tight yesterday. The shoes didn’t pinch like this. Am I growing? Will I end up filling the entire temple hall with my massive, bulbous feet and wide back? Is Rafe going to see his bloated bride and run away in fear.“Makayla, breathe.” Thane’s warm hand covers mine. He pulls me into a gentle hug, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure to calm me down and stop my thoughts from spiraling.“I’m okay,” I lie, my fib muffled by his suit jacket.“Your heart’s racing like a running rabbit,” he chuckles, pulling away. He brushes a strand of my long, curled hair from my face, kissing me on my forehead. “I know it’s scary, but there’s nothing for you to worry about. Everything’s in place. And you, my
Forsaken Mate Unwelcome Intruder
I’m exhausted.Between preparing for the Luna Ceremony, the wedding, and all the pack celebrations these last three days, I’ve been swamped with engagements and work. And if that isn’t bad enough, Rafe has been insatiable.I haven’t been able to go to his office for lessons since we’ve had a change of plans. I’ve been working with Thane, Christobel, Elder Raimey, and countless event hires from caterers to dress makers. More than once, I didn’t see Rafe all day until we both showed up separately to the pack celebrations late in the evenings.We would both be drained from these long days, but the second he sees me, he’s on me. His hands don’t leave my body, his gaze never wanders from my face. It’s like he’s desperately clinging to me to prove that his love hasn’t wavered with the removal of our bond. I don’t know what to do or say to show him that I feel the same about him.So, I just let him do whatever he wants and try to keep up.These last three days, he’s dragged me from the celeb
Forsaken Mate Bond Broken
“This changes nothing!” Rafe roars.His shouts pull me from my numb sleep into aching consciousness. My body feels like it was tossed off a cliff and rolled over by a semi. I blink the world into focus and find the familiar ceiling of Io’s hospital above me.“She is my mate. We know this. So whatever is happening is of no concern to me,” Rafe snarls. “Makayla is my Luna. She is going to be my wife. This changes nothing.”“What’s happening?”I push onto my elbows and find the room filled with concerned warriors: Dr. Juniper, Christobel, Thane, and an elderly woman I’ve never seen before. Her round, wrinkled face turns toward me, though her milky white eyes don’t seem to see anything.“My child, give me your hand.” Her withered fingers reach for me, and I pull away on instinct. Rafe pulls me into his side, kissing my hair.“It’s okay. Let Elder Raim
Forsaken Mate Wesley's Plans
“Yes! Please! Please save me.” Real tears fall from Quinn’s eyes as she begs me for her life. How many times have I imagined this scenario? Quinn crawling at my feet, completely humiliated. Beyond humiliated. Hopeless. Alone. Scared. Everything I was. Everything she inflicted on me.And just like her, I will show no mercy.I stomp on her hand, grinding it under my heel and ignoring her cries of pain.“Listen carefully, Quinn,” I mutter. “Because I won’t be repeating myself. Do you understand?”She nods, stifling her cries.“You’re going to tell us everything that you told Wesley about Io. Everything. You’re not going to conveniently leave a single detail out, do you hear me?”She nods again.“And you are going to tell us everything that Welsey has done since taking control of River Crest. The rogues, the attacks, everything.”Another nod.“And when you’re done spilling your guts about that, you’re going to tell us his plans and why he’s doing all of this.”A different reaction. She gl
Forsaken Mate Head on a Spike
“Makayla! Makayla slow down!” Christobel shouts after me.I won’t. I can’t.My legs carry me swiftly back to the packhouse and through the gated doors that lead down to the dungeons. I’ve only been once, but this trip is decidedly faster than the first. I take the stairs four or five at a time, ripping my lovely party dress and ruining all the hard work Christobel and the attendants did to make me look presentable.I can’t care about that right now. I can’t even stop my thoughts from scrambling madly, spiraling to a single point. Quinn Iverson must die. Today. At my hands.How dare she? How dare they?! River Crest wasn’t content with mercilessly tormenting me for years. No, they couldn’t be satisfied now that I am gone and no longer an eyesore to their perfect little pack. They had to go and mess with my new family.She’s not getting away with that. And once I’m through with her, I’m taking Wesley’s head with my bare hands!I bottom out at the end of the stairs, huffing furiously and
Forsaken Mate Rebecca
The downside to being all dolled up for a celebration is limited range of motion and the inability to run full speed when you need to.Trying to keep up with Thane and Christobel is a challenge in four inch heels and this flowing dress. I’ve given up on keeping my hair looking pristine and neat, the curls flow wildly behind me as we surge toward the west gate.Appearances don’t matter. All that matters is getting to whoever is waiting before Rafe does. Not that I care what he does to them, I just don’t want to beg him for permission to see them in the dungeon again. And I’m not overly fond of the idea of going back down there anyway.Plus, if Quinn’s sudden arrival is any indication, calming him down for hours and days after will wear me out. My legs are shaking as is and my lower back is killing me. As much as I love him and our time together, I would rather not have a body cast on for my Luna ceremony.Please, Goddess, don’t let it be Wesley or Deadrick.My silent prayer is answered
Forsaken Mate The Morning After
I don’t recall falling asleep. But I’m awoken by Christobel and a number of attendants rushing in to tend to me. The sun casts the room in a warm, golden glow. Rafe’s scent lingers in the air, but is slowly fading, much to my heartbreak. He must have slipped out earlier and left me to sleep in.“We’ve prepared a bath for you, Luna,” one of the attendants announces, head bowed. I don’t recognize her. I don’t recognize any of the women clamoring around me, eagerly pushing to be ahead of the group. Christobel’s kind eyes shine with pride as she stands at attention in front of all the rest.“Now ladies, I only agreed to let you assist me today because you were all so eager to serve our new Luna,” she declares, silencing the commotion. “If you continue to behave in such an immature fashion in front of Luna Makayla, I will dismiss all of you and serve her myself as I’ve always done.”Ah, I see.She’s showing off our close relationship. I struggle to conceal a smile. I’ve never seen this sid
