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Forsaken Mate No More Secrets, No More Lies
It’s a few minutes before I calm down enough to ask more questions. Did they know from the beginning who I am? Why did it take so long for them to save me from River Crest? Does all of Io know that I am the daughter of Alpha Reeve and Beta Nemora? Are they angry at me?“Calm down, wildling,” Rafe hums, kissing my temple. “Breathe. One question at a time.”“At the time, the witch only told me that Nemora’s bond was switched to a Beta of a nearby pack. No name, information, or defining characteristics,” Christobel says, shaking her head. “It took a lot of searching before we narrowed it down to River Crest. We had no idea Nemora was already gone. And there was no way for us to know if her child was a boy or a girl.”“Not to mention, it took years for me to step up as Alpha of Io and resume the search in earnest,” Rafe adds. “Up until five years ago, Thane was acting Alpha.”
Forsaken Mate Forever Isn't Enough
Christobel excuses herself, leaving Rafe and me alone. The door isn’t closed for three seconds before he wraps himself around me in a crushing hug. At the same time, his guards come down, and I feel all of his emotions intensely. They mingle with mine, clouding my already confusing feelings. I can pick out a single, strong undercurrent of sadness. The deep, heartbroken kind that permeates everything and makes it heavy like a dead leg.You’d think he was the one who just discovered he had wrongly accused his mother of a crime for his entire life.“Are you okay?” I ask, rubbing his back and kissing his shoulder.“I should be asking you that,” he grumbles into my shirt, squeezing me tighter. “How do you feel knowing the truth?”“About my mother? Numb. I can’t process all of this in a single afternoon.” I release my mate, slipping from his grasp and wrapping my arms around myself. It’s not the same as it once was. Giving myself a hug used to be the only comfort I could get. It used to feel
Forsaken Mate Shifting Times
My stomach growls in the pause between my question and their answer. I try to muffle it with my hands, but the cat’s out of the bag, and I don’t get another word in edge-wise before Rafe hoists me into the air and carries me out of the room and down the stairs to the main level of the packhouse.It’s my first time seeing this area clearly without sneaking through in the middle of the night or clouded with confusion of a rogue attack. I want Rafe to slow down so I can catch my bearings, but I know better than to ask him to do that. The second my stomach growled, I felt his anxiety spike. He’s not going to stop until I’m stuffed with food, barely able to breathe or stand.All I can do is hold on tight and take in as much of the blurred scenery as possible. And maybe try to memorize the route to the cafeteria. Damn, I really need someone to show me around.We burst through heavy doors into a large café, and the smell of food hits me like a warm pillow to the face. My stomach protests lou
Forsaken Mate To Become the Luna
Rafe’s declaration of my impending Luna ceremony was the start of a landslide of changes. It started off small, with Christobel stopping in early in the morning with food, clothes, and etiquette lessons. Though the etiquette lessons were apparently unnecessary, according to her abundant praise.My manners, posture, and poise are, as Christobel stated, “beyond perfection and not at all an accurate reflection of the conditions of your upbringing.” I didn’t have the heart to tell her that etiquette and proper manners were the only real education I received in River Crest. Deadrick Pride was… physically assertive about my falling into line as a perfect “daughter” for one of his status.I still remember the sting of the switch as he slashed down my back when I stumbled as a child. The bitter taste of lycathistle root under my tongue when I forgot to address him as Beta Pride instead of ‘Father.’ If I told her half of what he did to make me so… perfect… she would join up with Thane and wa
Forsaken Mate Taking Charge
The room goes silent. But it is not peaceful. The rage of these two Alpha level wolves radiates and makes it difficult to breathe. Thane is the first to break the heated silence.“When we left River Crest, we left them floundering. Alpha Nolan was put into a coma. The territory was destabilized after we revealed the misappropriating funds and illegal seizure of property by the pack's leaders and elders,” he begins. “All of the packs in the region are coming down hard on them with tariffs, trade restrictions, and penalties. But it isn’t enough.”“Alpha Rafael, I demand permission to form a special tactical unit on the grounds of expunging the River Crest filth from the region.”“Granted.” Rafe nods his approval.Neither one is joking. Not a smirk or devious twinkle in the eye can be found. These lunatics are about to wage war against River Crest for me. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this level of loyalty.“Denied,” I counter in a firm tone.“Makayla—” Thane tries to protest but I
Forsaken Mate Quinn Iverson - 1
It took some convincing and about a hundred promises that I wouldn’t leave his side, but Rafe finally relented and let me join him in the cellblock beneath the packhouse. His hand tightens around mine as we descend the metal spiral staircase into the basement prison.The winding stairwell disappears deep into darkness below, and there’s no light above. Every few floors, a guard is stationed and ready to apprehend anyone who dares attempt to escape this cavern.We finally reach the bottom and stand before a heavy metal door with several locks and deadbolts on the outside. It takes two people with two sets of keys to pry the door open. The groan of the hinges reverberates around the stone walls.“I never wanted you to see this place,” Rafe grumbles, squeezing my hand. I give him a reassuring squeeze in return.“I’m no stranger to prisons,” I reply. “I’m okay.”“It’s disgusting down here.”“I wasn’t expecting a five-star suite,” I chuckle, walking through the doorway first, pulling him b
Forsaken Mate Quinn Iverson - 2
“No one here will blame you if you choose to refuse treatment for this wretch,” Rafe growls, squeezing me tight in his arms. “Death in the cells is more than she deserves already.”“No.” I shake my head. My eyes are drawn to her. Her heaving chest, rising and falling with frantic breaths. The wild, lost look in her eyes, she’s a wounded animal that is caged and bound. Beneath the fury and desperation is a stinging fear that I know all too well. The cruel part of me is glad to see her finally reaping the misery she sowed in my life. It wants her to writhe in agony until the last moment of her pathetic life. But the curious part of me wants answers that a corpse cannot give. “Proceed with the treatment. But first, I want to talk to her,” I announce using the confident Luna voice I practiced in my lessons with Christobel. Head high, tone stern but soft. The authority I was never granted as a Beta’s daughter comes more naturally to me than I expected. The warriors and Dr. Juniper
Forsaken Mate Quinn Iverson - 3
The dam breaks loose and hot tears spill down Quinn’s face. An unholy wail breaks from her chapped lips, and she grovels at my feet.“Please! Please let me talk to Alpha Thane!” she cries, her hands pressed together as if she is kneeling in prayer.Rafe laughs. “As if.”“You have to make him let me go, Makayla. Please, if I can’t speak with him, you can! I know he’ll listen to you,” she begs, her entire body trembling with each word.“And why should I do that?”Quinn raises her head at my question, glaring for a second before fixing her face into a pathetic, teary pout. Does she really think I’m buying this piss-poor act of hers? Stars above.“Please, I have nowhere to go!”“What about your beloved pack? The Superior River Crest that you so vehemently defend?” I press. Hopefully, she won’t pick up on my scheme.“I… was forced out.” Her lie isn’t convincing, but I’ll take the bait.“You? The Future Luna forced out? Who would dare?”Full of new vigor, Quinn rises to her knees and knots
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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
