NovelOnlineChapter 50: Chapter 50: Mate
Mate.
My hand stilled midair, the dagger hovering inches from my chest, my grip slackening as if the air had been
pulled from my lungs. | blinked once. Twice. But the monster looming abovedidn’t disappear.
Neither did the word.
Mate.
I'd never heard anything sound more terrifying.
It wasn't just the way he said it—low and filled with emotions, like it cfrom somewhere deeper than
language. That was what cafter. The silence that pressed against my ears, the tremble in my fingers that
didn’t cfrom fear this time. The word didn’t echo aloud again.
But the sword repeated in my head, like confirming that it was all real. Like a secret my body had known
long before my mind could nit.
Mate.
| swallowed hard, but the taste of blood and dirt clung to my tongue. My thoughts scattered, trying to make
sense of what had just happened and what was still happening. | knew the voice that answered from inside me;
it was not my wolf...it was my own.
The wolf loomed over me, chest heaving as if the weight of the forest pressed down on him too. His breath came
hot against my skin, stirring the dirt and leaves between us.
He didn’t move at first. Just stood there, massive and silent, his claws sunk deep into the soil on either side of
my head. The weight of him keptpinned to the cold earth, and | could feel every shift in his body, every
ragged breath that scraped through his throat.
Then he lowered his head.
His muzzle brushed against my neck—slowly, deliberately—and | went still. The dagger trembled in my grip,
caught between instinct and something else | didn’t want to name.
He inhaled, a long, dragging breath that made something in my chest curl inward. It wasn’t just that he was
scenting me. It was the way he did it—slow, careful, like he was trying to memorize the pieces of| no longer
knew how to hold together.
Then he growled.
A sound that didn’t cfrom his throat alone but from somewhere deeper.
"Mate."
He said it again like he was savoring the taste of the word on his tongue.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnd it sent a ripple through me.
Not the kind | expected. But something deeper. Like the faint hum of a current slipping beneath the surface of
my skin.
His nose brushed against my collarbone, and | felt it—that jolt. That strange spark where his touch met my flesh.
He nosed along my throat again, pressing into the space between my shoulder and collarbone, breathingin
like | was something holy.
And still... all | felt was dread.
Something insideshifted, but not the way they said it would. Even though there was a burst of warmth, there
was no sense of safety. Just a hollow ache beneath my ribs.
A part ofrecognized the word, but not the bond.
Mate, the word tasted wrong in my mouth. Like betrayal.
This wasn’t a fairy tale. This wasn't fate wrapped in warmth and comfort.
This was the sman who had turned his back when | needed someone most. The sman who dragged me
down and markedlike an animal madehis property.
The sman who was silent when | was dragged to the warriors quarters, and now he was tellingthat | am
his mate.
| tightened my grip on the dagger, but he was too focused on my scent that he did not even notice the dagger
clutched in my hand.
He pressed closer, caught in shaze of instinct. His snout brushed my jaw. But it only mademore
disgusted. As the shock of the word mate faded, my senses cback.
"Get off me," | said with my shaking voice.
He didn’t move. So | screamed at the top of my lungs.
"Get OFF ME! YOU Bastard!"
The words tore from my throat like something broken loose. | kicked, shoved, and struggled against his weight.
But he didn’t flinch.
"I hate you," | said, my voice shaking with each breath. "I hate all of you. You ruined me."
He was still now. Just watching and listening.
"And now you're here?" | asked. "Saying that word? Like it means something?"
| blinked, and tears slipped down my face.
"You saw," | whispered. "You knew what they would do with me, but you turned away."
My throat burned. The words were harder now.
"You let them—" | stopped. Swallowed. Couldn't finish.
So | screamed again. Louder this time. Wordless. Angry. Broken.
I slammed my fists into his chest, again and again, to make him feel something. feel the pain and helpless | have
felt.
"You don’t get to callthat," | said, quieter now. "You don’t get to have me."
His breathing shifted. And | heard a low whimper escaping his throat...he recoiled at my words like | had said
something that had hurt him. He still thinks that | have no right to say that.
Tears escaped my eyes. How pathetic | am—to be mated to the very monsters who ruined me, who humiliated
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But it didn’t matter. | refused to follow the fate she has chosen for me.
"I'd rather die than be your mate." The words left my mouth with so much hatred, it didn’t even shock me—
because it cfrom the anger | had silently swallowed for days, born from abuse and humiliation.
| lifted the dagger and turned it—not toward him, but toward myself. Pressed the tip to the soft skin of my throat.
His eyes went wide. He growled with warning at my face... | could feel the shock and hurt behind his eyes.
| didn’t move the blade away.
"You want to claim me?" | hissed through gritted teeth, my voice shaking but firm. "Then watchleave you
behind—with the blood of your dead mate."
His eyes widened in an instant, horror flashing across his face as the tip of the dagger pressed into my skin,
drawing the first line of blood.
"No!" he gasped, his voice cracking as panic surged through him.
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"Don’t—please!" He shouted with a pained voice. "Don’t do this!"
But it wasn’the was trying to save. It was her. His mate.
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But | wasn’t done. | wasn’t weak. | wasn’t sfragile thing that would crumble at the sight of his panic.
So when he stepped closer, hand reaching for mine with pleading eyes, | didn’t flinch.
Instead, | drove the dagger forward—straight into his chest, just inches away from the frantic beat of his heart.
His mouth fell open in shock, a strangled sound leaving his throat like he could not believe what | did to him.
| met his gaze with a cold voice. "I told you, you don’t get to have me."
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