The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate Quotes

“Holy crap. He’s twenty-nine. I’ve had more sex than him. Two hundred percent more. The alpha is a virgin. Kind of. My mind is boggled.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“Heard you rejected her in front of the whole pack. Had Tye throw her out back by the trash.” My chest aches. None of this has been auspicious. None of it has been right. “Yeah. I made a mistake.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“I yanked the mate bond out of you.” She waggles her arched eyebrows. “Didn’t touch his now, did I?”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“Be careful, female. I don’t think that little wolf of yours can back up that big mouth.”

“I don’t need my little wolf... I have your big one.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“But not before I see the black band around his wrist. It’s my missing hair tie.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“He raises his muzzle to the ceiling and howls, a ferocious bellow of power and command. Submit. Every packmate bends lower. The reek of piss and terror assails my nose. My wolf kind of checks out what’s going on behind her, and then she sits, careful of her bad back leg. She doesn’t cower or run. The happy idiot plops down on her rump and begins to lick herself. I like her. We’re gonna die, but she does not care.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“Given, I’ve never actually fucked a female, but I’ve gotten my dick sucked plenty, and I’ve been getting hand jobs from alpha groupies since junior high. And it’s fine. It takes the edge off. But it’s never been like this. I’ve never wanted to be inside so bad before. And I wanted. Hell, I needed. And then I opened my dumb mouth.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“The crone said ‘your path follows a different way.’ What the hell does that mean?” I don’t know. Abertha speaks in riddles. And when she’s drunk, puns.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“You’ve been sneaking off pack territory for a decade?” “I’ve been driving a truck five miles to a farmer’s market to sell honey and jam.” I snort. “I’m a criminal mastermind.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“He’s trying for charm. It doesn’t quite work, but it’s interesting to see.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“He nuzzles my hair. “I’d do anything for you. You’re the reason, Una.”

“For what?” I know, but I want to hear him say it.

“Everything. I love you, shy girl.”

“I love you, too, mate.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“It feels like fate. A fate that isn’t a trap but a path.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“You don’t do that anymore.”

She rolls her eyes and puts her hand on the doorknob.

My wolf growls.

“Stop that,” she snaps.

My wolf immediately offers a conciliatory whine. Sweet Fate. This is going to get out of hand.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“No.” I bend to whisper in her ear. “What I really want to do is take you back to my den and eat your pussy until you come, squeezing my head with those sweet thighs. And then I want to hear you wail my name while I tap that delicious, plump ass.” Yeah. Her eyes blow wide when she’s astonished. I keep going. “You’re gonna come on my cock so hard, you’re gonna forget everything but that you belong to me, and I was put on this earth to pleasure you and put pups in that little round belly.” I rest my palm over her womb. “That’s what I think a mate is for.” I bump noses with her and then I step back. “But I didn’t figure you’d be down for that quite yet.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“I hold my head high as I pass him. I refuse to cover my butt. He’s seen it before. And he can kiss it.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“Our bond is hella strong now.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“And he thinks that him getting his knob slobbered on could hurt worse than that?”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“I’m going to burst from embarrassment like a squashed tomato. Splat. Like the mushrooms.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“I didn’t barge into a situation I had no idea about and assault a human. That was him. I’m not taking the blame for his unhinged behavior. I was trying to sell some mushrooms.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“Dan Campbell,”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“I like big hair”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“I didn’t come for a lecture.” “You came for me to tell you what Una already did. Why take my word over hers?” My back teeth clench so hard they ache. “You do not have the right to take my mate from me.” “You have no claim over something you so carelessly threw away.” “Put the bond back.” I instill each word with alpha command. “I don’t know how.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“I stop mid-stride and take a deep breath. I’m not going to run away like I’m scared. I force myself to look him in the eye. “I’m not your mate. You said so yourself, and you’re the alpha. And I don’t want a ‘with benefits’ kind of thing. Or any kind of thing with you.” “What’s ‘with benefits?’” he asks. “And you’re not in my system.” “Hold up. Go back. What benefits?” “There aren’t any. That’s what I’m saying. You do your thing, and I’ll do mine, and just, just—get off my damn porch.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“Took your time, eh?” Old Noreen swipes her forehead with a dish towel. “Come on then. This isn’t that movie with the hot beast in highwater pants. The dishes aren’t gonna dance themselves out.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“When I get my female, I’m tying her to my bed. No wooing. I am alpha. She is mine. And all this bullshit is gonna stop here and now.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“I’m not into, like, homesteader chicks. But my wolf digs this female.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“Is he lying on the jacked up one? Does it hurt her?”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“If I sway my hips—and I never sway my hips on purpose—but if I do, it’s my wolf. She’s smug as hell. She’s not the least bit humiliated. Good mate. Avenge. Protect. The little idiot. She’s got it all wrong.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“You have no claim over something you so carelessly threw away.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“My lip quirks up. She knows I won’t hurt her. Maybe not consciously, but something inside her—maybe her wolf—recognizes that in our pack of two, she outranks the hell out of me.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate