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Forsaken Mate Cornered
Every word I know vacates my mind as I stare up into the eyes of my nightmares, so much like his son's. That same evil glint shining in the ice blue of his irises. I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. Alpha Nolan laughs. Head back, eyes closed, a full body laugh verging on a cackle. The sound of it fills the air and drowns out everything else. No more crickets or breezes. And when he stops, the sounds of the night do not return. Muted like me. "You should see the look on your face, Kay." My throat tightens painfully when my nickname from Milla rolls off his tongue. "I can call you that, right, Kay?" he purrs, dragging his fingers along my jaw. "We're close enough, what with you being the daughter of my beta. You won't deny me, will you?" "Of course, I'm happy for you to call me whatever you like. It's an honor, sir." "Sir? Better than Alpha Nolan, but still." He clicks his tongue again, shaking his head. "I am your Alpha, Kay. Say it." "S-sir?" He slips his hand around my th
Forsaken Mate Stranger In The Night
Smoke wafts into my face, stinging my eyes. Because why wouldn't it? What part of me hasn't been tormented in the last 24 hours?I scalded my skin and scratched at it with a rough rag until there was no trace of Alpha Nolan's touch left. The scars and bruises from Wesley and Russel are all but gone. And yet, every inch of me still hurts down to the very marrow. I barely had the energy to start the fire in my pit, but it needed to be done.Fear and worry kept me from eating at the dinner, and now that the panic has worn off from Alpha Nolan's advances in the courtyard, I'm starving. I've hunted and scavenged some meat scraps from the café in the territory. I throw them into my lone, worn-out pan, adding the few unbruised vegetables still rattling around in the bottom of my cooler. It's not gourmet, nothing close to the finery I was served in the packhouse earlier. But washed down with some tequila, it'll do.The meat sizzles in the pan as flames lick up the sides, charring the metal bl
Forsaken Mate Sharing A Meal
I step back, slipping into a defensive stance, and he quickly raises his hands."I mean no harm." Nodding toward the fire, he continues, "I smelled the food and thought I'd investigate.""Who are you?" I scan him top to bottom once more, this time careful not to get distracted."Rafael, sentinel guard from Io. Rafe, if you like."Io. Of course, they brought their own guards. It makes sense when so many members of their pack guardians are here in an unknown arena. Not to mention the rising number of rogue attacks between Io and River Crest's territories.I force my body to relax out of the defensive stance despite my unease. It's best if I don't do anything that might antagonize even the guards of Io; this alliance is too important, and I'm still in the crosshairs."Makayla, sentinel guard for River Crest." I offer a polite bow and try to ignore how imposing his aura is. Does everyone in Io give off such dominating vibes?"Makayla." My name is a breath in his voice, said softly with mo
Forsaken Mate What Do You Want?
Shaking my head, I stab my food and shovel it into my mouth, ignoring Rafael's amused gaze and lopsided grin."I am curious, though." Rafael shifts on the stoop, turning to face me directly, his leg pressing into the side of mine. Heat ignites at the point of contact and ripples through me. I hate this. And I will force myself to hate him if that is what it takes.I begrudgingly swallow the delicious and not-at-all-tough meat. "About?""How did you come out here in the first place?""I volunteered," I lie. "During training, I showed an aptitude for guard work and volunteered to be a sentry out in the deep woods. Since it's far from the packhouse and the central territory, I set up a place to stay.""You must be very dedicated to River Crest to accept such a lonely post.""With all my heart and soul," I snort."Makayla—""You want another beer?" I'm up and halfway to the cooler before he can respond. I don't know why I ran just now. It's just… the way he said my name made everything in
Forsaken Mate A Different Feeling
He's nothing like Alpha Nolan. Rafe's hands are gentle as they explore my body. His lips are soft and warm as they take mine. And when his tongue slips across my bottom lip, I happily welcome it inside. There's no force, no pain, no fear. Just heat and a feverish wanting burning within me. Need is too weak a word to describe how my body aches for him. He sighs, pressing his forehead against mine as we catch our breath. "You're so beautiful, Makayla." I don't know why, but I believe him. If only for tonight, I'll believe he thinks I'm beautiful. I'll pretend that he only wants me. His deep voice will only soften like this as he moans against the side of my neck. I'll accept that no one else in River Crest could make this beautiful being shiver with a brush of their thigh. Just this once. Just for tonight. Rafe's hands slip beneath my clothing, each exploring a different region. He's not pawing at me like a crazed animal but delicately feeling every inch of me. As if I'll break at t
Forsaken Mate Like Nothing Before
It's like a flip switch inside of him. Rafael's gentle, tender manners shift. He's ravenous and rough. Primal. His hands grip my hips, pulling me forward against his open mouth. Wet heat envelops me, and I squirm as his tongue laps against my skin. When his tongue dips inside the first time, it's a shock. Gasping, I rock my hips forward against him and tense as he laps at my opening again. Breathless, I try to tug my hands free from him and fail. His grip tightens, and he flashes me a warning look as if his tongue isn't curling around the most sensitive part of my body. I tense again when he begins to suck as well, adding even more sensations. My heart's pounding. I'm going mad. It feels so good. And when he moans, the vibrations send my eyes rolling. Rafe stays nestled between my thighs, devouring me, thrusting his tongue in unspeakable ways, lapping and tasting until my body spasms, and I buck against his face. "I feel…" I don't know what I feel. Tingling. Throbbing. Everyth
Forsaken Mate This Can't Be
“Mate.”No. This can’t be happening!Rafe’s face lights up with a brilliant smile, and a stone drops in my stomach. How could he be my mate? Why would the Moon Goddess do this to him? To me? Knowing that I can never be loved. “I’ve been looking for you forever.” His eyes flutter closed as he presses his forehead against mine. He nuzzles his nose against mine, contentedly sighing like a puppy. “I knew you had to be mine. The moment I caught your scent. I just knew.”“Rafe—”“I never thought that you would be so incredibly beautiful.” He flinches and pulls away, a strange sheepishness giving him a boyish look. “Oh! Not that I expected you to be hideous… And not that I only want you for your beauty! I swear!”“Rafe…”“I mean, I’m happy that you’re beautiful, and I know there is more to you than that. It’s just… you’re so beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous.” His lips graze my eyebrow as he tenderly kisses my temple. “I always heard that wolves find their mates the most attractive. But it’s n
Forsaken Mate I Refuse to Accept It
“Reject you, Rafael Crane, as my fated mate.” Rafe silently drops to his knees, hand clenched over his heart. Pain darkens his eyes and furrows his brows, but he doesn’t make a sound. A single tear trails down his cheek, and that is all I allow myself to see. Turning on my heels, I race from the trailer and disappear into the trees. My chest’s burning and aching. I feel like I’m dying. Milla rages within me, thrashing wildly about in pain and fury. “Why?! Why did you do this? Why did you reject him? Our mate! Our perfect mate!” she snarls, wincing in agony. “It’s better this way.” I don’t believe my own words, but that doesn’t matter. “Liar! You liar! You know we are best with him. We are strong with him!” Milla whines, “He was our freedom.” “He’ll make us weak. We’ll grow to rely on him, and he’ll turn on us, just like everyone else does when they find out about Nemora.”“That’s not true!” Milla’s fury blinds me temporarily, and she struggles to the surface, trying to take co
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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
