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About The Mate He Hates novel

The Mate He Hates is a werewolf novel, written by Blessings Ezekiel, it tells a werewolf romance story about Amanda and Alpha Edward Parker.

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Warning: This book has high sexual assault displays, but does not support any form of rape.

I, Alpha Edward Parker, swear that I will keep you tied to me until I make you pay for what you did to my mate," he swore, gripping my chin in a bruising hold.

"Not only will you wish for death, but you will beg for it, and it will be too far from you."

I could feel the eyes of the whole pack on us. They probably came to experience a normal wedding, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I was being married off to a groom because he wanted revenge. Tears welled, and I wanted to scream, "I am your mate; I'm the one who saved you, not her." But I knew no one would believe me.

I was his mate, how could he not recognize me?

Four years ago, Amanda happened to save a total stranger, but due to a string of misunderstandings, her sister took her place. The stranger then promised a vow of betrothal to his savior. Not seeing any use in correcting the error, Amanda allowed it. That was her biggest mistake because the stranger ended up being her own mate. Caught in a web of lies and confusion, she decides to set herself free by speaking the truth. But her plans are thwarted when her sister turns up dead, and she is pinned as the main suspect.

A mate out to seek revenge for another, a forced marriage, an underlying plot, a web of lies, and many dark secrets. How can Amanda navigate all these without losing sight of herself?

How will she speak the truth when she has already lost her voice and has been destroyed by her own mate?

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The Mate He Hates novel Chapter 1 Strange man in the woods

Amanda's POV

"I'm tired. Is the river still far from here?" Elisa grumbled wearily and rested against a tree. She looked exhausted, as if she had journeyed a thousand miles.

"The river is just behind that mountain." I pointed to a mountain a few steps away from us.

She grumbled and lazily moved away from the tree. "I told you to come alone. Why must I join you?" She murmured, and I scoffed, rolling my eyes at her.

We continued our journey while Elisa trailed behind, but I couldn't leave her, so I had to walk as slowly as she did. We were almost at the river when our feet halted for what we saw. Standing before the river was a young man who should be in his Early twenties. His back was turned against us, but what we noticed was the knife in his hand. Before we could comprehend what was happening, he stabbed himself right in the chest, and we gasped.

He made a low sound of pain and fell to the floor while blood gushed out of his stabbed chest. "Let's leave this place." Elisa held my hand as she tried to pull me away, but I refused to move, my eyes fixed on the young man who was slowly dying.

"We need to help him, Elisa." I pleaded with my step-sister, and she frowned. "Are you insane? Do you even know what you are saying?" She snapped at me, and I gulped. "What if he is dangerous?

As you can see, he was the one who tried to kill himself. Let's go." She snapped at me, but her words were brushed aside as I pulled away from her grip and ran towards the young man.

When I reached where he was lying, I knelt on the floor and saw his eyes were slightly closed, and his breath was seizing. "Are you okay?" I asked in panic, and as if he heard my voice, he slowly opened his eyes and held my gaze. Goodness, he has the most amazing green eyes I have ever seen on anyone.

"Are you okay?" I asked with concern, confused about what to do.

He didn't respond to me; instead, he just closed his eyes, as if he were waiting for death to take him. "No, no, please open your eyes." I pleaded as fear gripped my entire being. "Let's go," Elisa yelled from where she stood, but I ignored her and tore my dress. I took the pieces of my dress and placed them on the bleeding surface, but it was useless.

Restlessly, I got up and looked around the wood. I remembered how Granny had told me about a particular type of leaf in the woods that helped sustain an injured person. According to her, if the leaves are squeezed, and the substance from it is applied to the surface of a bleeding wound, the bleeding would stop and sustain the person until medical help is given.

I remembered the leaves because Granny had shown me, and I had stored a picture of them in my head. Quickly, I began searching around for it, and luckily, as the goddess would have it, I found it just a few steps away from us. I hurriedly plucked it and ran back to the injured stranger.

I rubbed the leaves with both my palms, took off the pieces of my clothes from his wound, and then applied the liquid substance to the wound. "Ahhh..." the injured stranger grunted in pain while I gulped and kept pouring more of the substance into the wound. With expectation, I watched the bleeding wound, waiting for it to stop bleeding, but it didn't. Instead, more blood was gushing out of it.

"What should I do?" I murmured in panic as the fear of him dying gripped me. I didn't know who this stranger was, but somehow, I felt an uncomfortable feeling in my chest. My eyes were becoming teary, and I wanted to cry.

"Leave. Don't help me." He spoke weakly, with his eyes still closed, causing my heart to pound. "No, I will help you. I won't let you die! Do you hear me? You won't die; I won't let you die." I made those promises to him and hurriedly got up.

I ran to where Elisa stood. "Please stay here; I will be back. I have to go call someone..." I didn't allow Elisa to speak before I sped up and began running.

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The Mate He Hates novel Chapter 7 Two options

Amanda's POV

The room fell into total silence as the men left, leaving me alone with Alpha Edward. Looking into his eyes, I saw so much hate and anger directed towards me, and I couldn't bear to look anymore; instead, I averted my gaze as tears dropped onto my cheek.

"Why did you do it?" His voice was low, but the anger in his tone was palpable.

With a hard gulp, I looked at him and shook my head. "Answer the damn question!" He yelled and threw the glass of wine to the floor, making me flinch in fear.

"Why did you do it?" He yelled again, getting up from his seat. In the blink of an eye, he picked me up from the floor and slammed my back against the wall.

"Why? Why? Why did you kill her?" He continued to yell, his eyes glowing with anger. "She was supposed to be my second chance mate, but you took her away. You made me lose another mate!" He spat with pain and anger. "Why did you kill her? Why would you do that?" He demanded angrily, and all I could do was sob loudly. I couldn't form words; they were stuck in my throat.

"Answer me!" He yelled and hit the wall beside me, so close that I could feel the force.

"Goddess!" He yelled and moved away from me. With my eyes soaked in tears, I looked at the wall and realized his hit had caused a deep hole. My body trembled, and I glanced his way to see him bleeding, but he seemed unfazed, glaring at me like an animal ready to devour me. He was so different from the young man I had saved in the woods years ago.

Swallowing my pain, I decided to speak. "I... didn't do it..."

"Lies! Your stepmother told me how you wanted me for yourself, and this is the extent you went to have me..." he clapped his both hands. "Congratulations, you now have me. We are now husband and wife. I believe you are now happy," he yelled disgustingly, and I could only shake my head. My heart ached with a pain I couldn't explain.

"Damn it," he grunted and closed his eyes. A tear fell on his cheek, and he didn't bother to wipe it away.

Turning his gaze to me, our eyes met, and he glared at me with so much hate. "You killed her because you wanted me, right?" He asked, and all I could do was shake my head.

He stepped closer, but I couldn't move away because my back was against the wall. "Congratulations, now you have me. We are now married," he chuckled bitterly and took one last glance at me before returning to his seat. I watched him take his seat, and then he held my gaze. "Undress!"

My eyes widened. "You heard me clearly, dear wife, undress," he demanded, and my whole being went numb. "Don't make me repeat myself, strip!"

I swallowed hard while my heart pounded with fear. I couldn't believe what he was asking and why he would ask that.

"You are my wife, and this is our wedding night. Don't you want us to consummate our marriage?" He asked, and I gulped in pain and fear. This was a disaster.

"These options are placed before you. Either you agree to perform the duties of a wife to her husband, or I'll send you to be hanged to death. The only thing keeping you alive is because you are my wife, so make your decision," he urged.

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The Mate He Hates novel Chapter 17 Spit on my face

Alpha Edward's POV

"Thanks for joining me at the table," Aunt Victoria said with a smile, and I nodded. She had pleaded with me to leave my room and join her for lunch, and I couldn't decline it.

We began eating while I forced the food down my throat. I had no appetite to eat, but I had to because my stomach was empty. As I ate, I could feel Aunt Victoria's constant gaze on me, but I would ignore them and continue eating. When she realized that she wasn't getting my attention, she decided to speak up.

"About the prisoner, I went to check on her, and I must tell you she isn't doing fine," she said, and I had to look her way.

"So?"

She sucked in a deep breath, dropped her fork before answering. "I was wondering if you could take her out of the cell and put her among the servants, at least let her talk to people, have fresh air, and bathe properly. If she continues staying there, you might wake up one day and find her dead."

I frowned at Aunt Victoria's words and shook my head. "No," I stated firmly; there was no way I would allow her such privileges.

"Please..." Aunt Victoria begged, but I shook my head. "No, Aunt, I'm not doing that," I declared firmly before getting up. I left the dining table and went to my chambers. Seated on the couch, I thought of Aunt Victoria's words, which angered me. I hate the fact that she would want Amanda to live a free life while she brutally killed my mate. The fact that she would suggest that angered me even more.

"Guard," I called out to a guard, and he walked in.

"Go check on the prisoner and tell me what she is doing," I said to the guard, who nodded before leaving.

After he left, I groaned and ran a hand through my hair. I was feeling angry; she was the reason I couldn't get back the voice of my wolf. I should be living happily with Elisa if she didn't kill her out of jealousy.

I wonder how she could look so innocent, like one who wouldn't hurt a fly but could murder her sister in cold blood. I knew her innocent look would easily deceive anyone that she was innocent, but it was definitely not me. I have seen and judged murder cases, and most of them seem and look innocent.

A few minutes later, the guard returned. "She is sleeping in her cell."

Hearing that she was sleeping made me jealous and angry; she had the privilege to be alive, but I wouldn't let her sleep.

"The firework festival is tomorrow night, right?"

"Yes, Alpha," the guard responded.

"Good," I nodded. "Have the woods for the fireworks been cut?"

"No, Alpha, but we are about to do that."

"No need, give the work to her," I said to the guards and saw the shock and confusion in his eyes.

"Yes, give her an axe and take her to the yard to cut the woods. Make sure she doesn't stop until she finishes it, or she faints," I said to him, and he nodded. I could tell that he didn't support my decision, but he wouldn't dare counter my words. "Now go."

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