“I order you to be my mate” he growled.I snorted again “I don’t think so” I commented.“Do you want to die?” he threatened.“Is that threat? Because I am already dying” I stated glaring at him.“You can’t talk to your Alpha like that” he growled.“I don’t give a shit!” I stated.“Scar, you’re going to be my mate” he stated and took a step towards me.“Never” I growled and took one back.

Re-posting. The common story is that finding a mate is supposed to make the wolf stronger. For an alpha, finding his mate, blessed by the moon goddess, strengthens the pack. But there can be such darkness hidden in that dynamic. Even those of cruel hearts can seek the power of a mate. And the damage they cause might not ever be healed. ***** Prologue: Drip. Drip. Drip. The rhythm or the water would have been soothing if it hadn't been so cruel. Drip. As it was, it was nothing more than a taunting form of torture. Drip. Ears could hear the soft thudding of raindrops at the end of the hall as a door was pulled open in squeaking protests and then shut with a harsh metallic clang. How the rain made its way into the depths of the cement room, it didn't matter. It was there. Drip. Step. Drip. Step. The footsteps were strong and full of purpose. Though just as unwanted as the drops of water that fell too far out of reach. Unable to quench the dehydrated desperation chained to the wall. Drip. Step. Drip. Step. Only one set of footsteps. There was no question of the destination or purpose that carried them down the hall. Not that it was a surprise. It was always the same. First the pain, then the visit. The cell door opened to darkness. There was no energy to move, not even enough to will eyelids to open. Not that it mattered. The visit never changed. What more could be said? What more could be done? All that mattered was that stale, barely edible food was only given after he was done. Only then, could there be any comfort from hell. ***** WARNING- This story does delve into topics of kidnapping, imprisonment, rape, murder, and violence. Though the scenes are not explicitly detailed, underage readers are discouraged. Also note that I do not own the rights to any photos I have or might post for this story. Just photos I found online, cropped and edited. The story however, is all mine. No copy of content is permitted.

Finding your mate is suppose to be one of the happiest moments of your life. Not for Hazel. After finding out her parents are getting a divorce due to her mom finding her mate after 20+ years of marriage to her dad, she thought that she couldn't feel any more pain. But nope. When the future Alpha of her pack turns out to be her mate, she thought her luck was turning. Nope again. He's a player that didn't want to leave his "great" life so he rejected her. She ran away from her pack in search of finding one better. What will happen when she has to go back to her old pack? Let's see....

Being mates to an alpha should be an honor. Then why does this feel so much more like a curse. "Disgrace!" "An excuse of an alpha's mate!" "Foolish brute!" Those were very few of things said about me as they passed me, collared to the side of the pack house. It was an omen that if a mate is being indulged upon by another, it is allowed that the mate to be to take whatever actions that seem a necessity. So why when her mate's ex- girlfriend poured wine all over her and claimed Xander as hers at a Luna ceremony? Why was she punished for defending her mate? Much less, punished by his own hands. Pain flourish in my chest as he hugged the whore of a bitch. He still desire her and as painful as it is, she just can't do anything about it, except die and move on to her next mate. No matter how much he begs, after he realised his foolish mistake I still will not spear him A Second Glance. "Few more days!" I reminded my self, silently falling into the darkest I am used to for seven months now.

when the cruel heartless female alpha is mated to a weak male omega.lets see where this story takes us.non cliche

The story of how my life changed, completely, in minutes. One minutes I was a normal werewolf girl, looking for her mate. The next, I am the Alpha, I haven't met my mate and I am 16 and Pregnant.. How am I going to do this? Where is my mate? Please, Mate Me!

Growling lowly, I rose from my seated position and took a few steps back from the door and stood in my fighting stance, preparing myself for the worst. If it means having to knock out the Alpha so I could get to BlueMoon, so be it. "You're not going to be serious," Aiden said, a frown appearing on his handsome face as he stood there, sighing. "You're weak." "And you're just a big, bad alpha," I replied with a roll of my eyes. "Let's get this over and done with." - -A King Only Bows Down To His Queen -