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The Rejected Mate's Curse

The Rejected Mate's Curse

Werewolf
last updateLast Updated : 2025-05-21
By:  Ella7 Completed
Language: English
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Girl Power

Sweet Love

Werewolf

Alpha

Victim

Brave

Betrayal

Regret

The humiliation clung to my skin like a stain I couldn’t wash away. With trembling hands, I pulled my clothes back on, desperate to leave the room, to put as much distance as I could between me and this hell. But as I reached for the door, Chris’s voice called after me, smug satisfaction lacing his words. “You’re not so bad, Camilla,” he taunted, turning to Tyson. “What do you think, future Alpha? Do you mind if I visit a little more often?” Tyson’s face was a mask of cold fury as he looked at me, his pride and ego burning from the knowledge that his mate was a lowly omega. He stared me down, a sneer twisting his lips as he spoke. “I, Tyson Woods of the Two Moons pack, reject you, Camilla, as my mate.” His words struck me like a blade. “Accept it or don’t. I don’t care.” **** Turning eighteen was supposed to change everything. I should have felt my wolf awaken, should have finally belonged to my pack. Instead, all I got was silence—the same empty, gnawing silence that’s haunted me since the day I realized I’d always be the runt, the omega no one cares about. When I met my mate, I thought it might finally be different. But Tyson Woods, my so-called fated mate, didn’t just reject me—he destroyed me, making it clear I was nothing but a stain on his pride. Running away was my only choice, even if it meant crossing into enemy territory. Now I’m trapped, claimed by Alpha Ryker—a man as cold and unyielding as the forest that swallowed me up. He’s dangerous, feared by every wolf on this side of the border,

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A week ago, the CEO of Bloomberg Group released a single evening gown featuring only the finest materials in the entire world and the most complicated and impeccable needlework ever. He wanted to create the most unique gown ever created for his lover, and he named it "Lovelace".

Lacey Houston was currently wearing "Lovelace" on her. Of course, "Lovelace" had to mean "Love" and "Lacey". He had simply named the gown after her, making it a bold proclamation of his eternal love for her.

The cameras were pointed at both their faces. He was tall, dark, and handsome, whilst she was beautiful and stunning. They also seemed intimately close to each other.

Madeline Carlton's lips tugged upward slightly in a self-deprecating grin when she saw that. They were perfect for each other. But that only made Madeline's situation seem even more like a sick joke.

Half an hour later, footsteps sounded at the door. Madeline remained seated on the couch and didn't get up to welcome the newcomer home. Instead, she just waited in the dark, watching as the bright overhead lights buzzed to life and pierced into her eyes.

Timothy Bloomberg changed into his indoor slippers and walked into the living room. It was only then that he realized Madeline was still leaning against the couch. He glanced up at her and said, "It's late. Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Something interesting came up on TV. I forgot the time," Madeline said, her voice tight. She didn't even spare him a glance as she continued watching the TV screen.

"I thought you hated watching TV," Timothy said after a pause. He then glanced at the TV screen and walked over to Madeline, exchanging the cold glass of water in her hands for some warm water.

Then, he held her hands and said, "You're almost on your period. Maybe something warm would be better for your stomach."

Timothy expertly avoided the TV topic and made it seem like it wasn't a big deal. Madeline was stunned. She felt a wave of emotions surging in her heart. However, she ultimately just responded dryly with, "Alright."

She then continued sipping on the water, avoiding his gaze. Timothy realized that something was wrong with her. But, he simply patted her on the head and said warmly, "Go up to bed if you're getting sleepy."

The warmth in his fingertips sent Madeline into a daze. By the time she returned to the present, Timothy had already taken off his coat and gone into the bathroom to wash up.

Madeline was the only one left in the living room once more.

"Congratulations, Mr. Bloomberg and Ms. Houston!"

The TV was still replaying the product launch. Timothy had seen it. He knew that Madeline wasn't pleased with it. Yet, he didn't even bother to try explaining things to her.

It wasn't that he didn't know. He knew; he just didn't care. That was the only reason why he just couldn't be bothered about Madeline's sulking or subtle ways to attract his attention.

The water turned on in the bathroom, and Madeline felt her emotional resolve crumbling as she listened to the sound.

She couldn't help thinking about the past, before she got together with Timothy.
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Black Dwarf
Black Dwarf
Contrary to other novels, ML is quite supportive & understanding of her from 1st time. The character has been portrayed as nothing but an amazing leader, mate and father. I like that author is making him to support the FML “queen”. Just hope the “queen” recognize her as “mate” in true sense.
2025-01-13 20:57:27
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Black Dwarf
Black Dwarf
The story is great so far. While FML character has been developed it still is short of Luna let alone a queen. Her new found title is simply a bloated ego. She comes across like sum1 who is very coward acting on impulse and speaking in her own mind and cannot ask for help when needed.
2025-01-13 20:50:16
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Shelby
Shelby
The story is good, but chunks are missing.
2025-06-13 09:06:55
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148 Chapters
Chapter 1
Turning eighteen was supposed to be the beginning of something powerful, the day my wolf would rise within me and transform my life. All my years as a runt—a frail, insignificant member of the pack—would end, and I’d finally find my place among them. But the only thing that changed this morning was that I woke up to the same empty silence inside, no wolf stirring, no strength or instincts awakening within me. Instead, I forced myself out of bed, threw on my usual worn-out leather jacket, and headed across town to the Sapphire Lounge, the exclusive club where I worked. It wasn’t excitingly attractive, but it paid what it could. I sat discreetly between two sleek buildings, the club was a dark, atmospheric den quiet mostly for the higher-ranking wolves who wanted a place to relax. When humans stumbled upon it by accident, they rarely stayed long, sensing something… predatory. Rick, the owner—a tough wolf with a bald head and a constant scowl—was waiting for me as I came through the
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Chapter 2
The pain struck hard, sharper than any blade. My chest felt like it was being peeled open, the searing ache cutting deep. Tears blurred my vision, slipping down my cheeks no matter how hard I tried to hold them back. Lisa noticed my distress and laughed, her amusement like salt in a wound. I tried to wipe the tears away, but they kept spilling over, relentlessly.“I-,” I managed to rasp, voice cracking with the weight of the moment. “I accept your rejection.”The bond snapped almost instantly. I saw Tyson’s face twist in pain—just for a second. He hid it quickly, but that flash was enough. Knowing I wasn’t the only one feeling the effects gave me a grim sense of satisfaction.Without another glance, I turned on my heels and ran out of the room, the need to escape overpowering. I didn’t stop until I reached the pack house and slipped into the narrow confines of my small, hidden room—a forgotten storage closet that I had quietly claimed for myself.It was a cramped space, so small that
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Chapter 3
The early morning sunlight streamed harshly through the cracks in the window, blinding me as I slowly opened my eyes. Every part of my body ached. My muscles protested as I pushed myself off the cold, unforgiving cement floor where I had collapsed last night, exhausted and tear-stained. I could feel the sticky trails left by dried tears on my cheeks, reminders of the sleepless night that had drained every ounce of strength out of me.I forced myself upright, though my knees wobbled and my head spun. I wanted nothing more than to stay hidden in my room, to bury myself in the covers and pretend the world didn’t exist. But I didn’t have that luxury. I needed to work—I needed the money. And even if I somehow managed to get out of work, I would have to come up with an excuse. I couldn’t tell them the truth…that Tyson had shattered me in every way possible.Gritting my teeth, I made my way to the bathroom. I grabbed a bucket, and a rag, and filled it with water, forcing myself to return to
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Chapter4
I ran as if my life depended on it because, in many ways, it did. My lungs were on fire, each breath feeling like a jagged knife was carving its way down my throat. Branches lashed at my face, scratching my skin raw, but I barely felt it. My mind was on one overwhelming command: "run, just running".The mere thought of Tyson finding me sent another wave of adrenaline coursing through my veins. Tyson—the Alpha, the one I had once trusted, the one who now saw me as his favorite punching bag, his easy target. I could only imagine the kind of punishment he'd come up with for me if he caught me. His pride would be wounded, his rage unbearable. Running from Tyson was not just a physical act; it was rebellion, and he wouldn’t take it lightly.But the real horror lay not just in him. If the pack thought I’d fled because I had something to hide, they’d hound me for answers, strip me of whatever fragile peace I’d managed to carve out over the years. That nightmare kept my legs moving, driving m
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Chapter5
Just as if something had come over them, the guards hurried to unlock my cell. One of them slipped his hand under my arm, lifting me a little too quickly. I barely had time to get my balance or adjust my shoe, so when my feet hit the ground, all my weight pressed directly on the bruised, raw skin of my heel, and I couldn’t help but wince.I didn’t expect anyone to notice, but apparently, my… mate did. He growled low, a sound that rumbled in the air and sent a chill through me."Did you hurt her?" he demanded, his eyes sharp on the guard, who immediately shook his head, looking nervous. “No, Alpha, we didn’t touch her—I swear.”My mate—still strange to think of him that way—glared at the guard, his gaze dark and intense. Then, without a word, he strode into the cell, sweeping me into his arms like it was the most natural thing in the world. I went stiff in shock, my whole body locked up, and I couldn’t seem to relax. He must have noticed, but I couldn’t meet his gaze; it was too clos
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Chapter 6
I stared at Ryker longer than I expected, struggling to process what he’d just said. In two minutes, he’d managed to tell me he didn’t want me yet intended to keep me here regardless. Trying to make sense of his reasoning made my head throb, and I had to fight the urge to beg him to reject me and put an end to this awkward pretense. “Why?” I finally blurted out, the word slipping past my defenses. Instant regret surged through me as his sharp gaze settled on mine, intense and unyielding, making me quickly look down at the tiled floor. I counted the tiles in silence, waiting for his response. “You showed up at my pack looking like you’d lost a fight, and as you mentioned, you don’t have a wolf—meaning you can’t heal yourself.” His voice was calm but deliberate. “Even if you weren’t my mate, I wouldn’t let you leave in that condition. It would be... cruel.” “I meant... why won’t you reject me?” He opened his mouth, closed it, and then finally said, “Because I don’t want to.” We
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Chapter 7
I couldn’t sleep all night. Tossing and turning, I lay in the massive bed that seemed too soft, too unfamiliar. Finally, I pulled the blankets to the floor, wrapping myself there, hoping it might feel closer to the small, rough bed I was used to. But even then, sleep stayed away as though I were in a race with it, one I was destined to lose. The night felt like a strange paradox—both dragging and fleeting. The stars hung for what seemed an eternity, but the first light of dawn felt like it arrived far too soon. And when it did, my stomach tightened, reminding me that today would be decisive. Whatever Ryker had planned for me would start to unfold. In the early morning silence, I heard footsteps stop outside my door. My heart pounded in my chest, and I didn’t dare breathe. The steps paused for a heartbeat too long, then retreated. Only after they faded completely did I let out the breath I’d been holding and scrambled back into the bed, desperately straightening the blankets on the
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Chapter 8
I stayed away from Ryker for the rest of the week. Well, I stayed away as much as I could, considering I was living under his roof and we crossed paths in every corridor. He was everywhere, watching me, making sure I didn’t slip away, even when I was alone. He never let me out of his sight, whether it was during meals when I moved about the house, or even when I tried to retreat to my room. He sat with me at the table, his gaze heavy and always on me, as if waiting for some misstep, for some sign that I might harm myself.A week. Seven long days were spent locked away in this strange place, and I still couldn’t tell if I was more terrified of Ryker or less than when I had first arrived. His silence about our bond, our connection, left my mind spinning. I didn’t know whether it was because he simply didn’t care or because he was too calculating to reveal his thoughts. I was too afraid to ask about it, and it hung between us like a looming storm, waiting to strike.A part of me—just a s
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Chapter 9
Lauren stood in the doorway, an unshakable vision of beauty by any standard. She was tall, her slender frame boasting the toned elegance of someone who had spent countless hours honing their physique. Her muscles, though subtle, were defined, moving under her skin like poetry in motion. Each step she took was precise, deliberate, and brimming with the kind of confidence that only someone trained to protect themselves could exude.Her blonde hair cascaded in silken waves to her armpits, catching the dim light of the room and glowing faintly like spun gold. Her wide doe eyes held a sharpness beneath their innocence, as if capable of seeing through layers of deceit. Her lips, thin yet perfectly shaped, gleamed with a soft sheen of pink gloss. She wore black leggings that clung to her legs with precision, paired with a fitted top that ended just beneath her belly button, revealing a faint sliver of pale, flawless skin. A thin, silver chain sparkled faintly at her neck, completing her imag
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Chapter 10
The first thing I noticed upon waking was the silence, a calm so profound it almost lulled me back to sleep. But as I sat up, stretching lazily in bed, I realized I was waiting—for something, or someone. A pang of realization struck when I caught myself glancing toward the door, expecting someone to stride in with my breakfast tray and freshly pressed clothes.I felt ridiculous. The weight of my new routine had seeped in deeper than I realized. With a self-deprecating laugh, I threw back the covers and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. The chill of the polished floorboards against my feet grounded me, a sharp reminder of the contrast between this gilded cage and the raw survival I’d once known.The corset, as always, loomed like an enemy waiting to strike. I wrestled with the laces, frustration mounting with every fumbling twist of my fingers. My ribs protested, aching with the familiar discomfort, but I finally managed to secure it. Breathing came in shallow gulps as I stared
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