All Chapters of His Stubborn Un-Rejectable Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Marcella’s POV“Hands up,” I tell my brother. “Don’t let me get paint on you. Ready?”“I’m ready,” Wesley’s little fists are balled up tight and his little five-year-old face is squashed up in determination.I’m Marcella Nightingale, I’m seven years old and I’m a werewolf. My father, Martin Nightingale, is the most prized warriors in the world. Our Alpha, loans him out to packs for training. Most Alphas offer my dad a rank to move to their pack, but Dad is loyal to the West family and will likely die a Warrior here at the Westmoreland Pack.“Okay, remember, don’t let me get paint on you,” I dip my hands in blue paint.I go easy on him at first, but he is good, so I up my attack. He meets me and gets my wrists in his little hands he covers my painted hands in sand, basically taking me out.“How was that?” He asks, very proud of himself.“Amazing!” I answer, excitedly still on all fours with my hands in the dirt.“Sissy, what is happening? Your hair is growing!” He asks wide eyed, befor

Evander’s POVDexter- She is not our mate.Me- But she is amazing.Dexter- I will concede that, but I bet our mate is amazing too.Me- She is the daughter of the Beta. She will make a perfect Luna.Dexter- I bet our mate makes a great Luna too.Me- Bridget is classy, smart, and she knows this pack.Dexter- But she is not the moon chosen Luna of our pack. She isn’t even born of fated mates. Her parents chose each other and look how it turned out for them.Me- It will be different for us; we both agree to reject our fated mates the moment we see them. Then the bond won’t hurt as much, and we can be together.Dexter- I don’t want to do that. I’ll leave. I’ll refuse to shift. I‘ll protest in any way I can!I grab my school bag and head to the dining hall. Bridget is waiting for me. She is so beautiful, long shiny blonde hair, sweet innocent blue eyes, perfect skin. She is amazing.“Good morning, my love,” She greets me with a smile and my favorite coffee.“Good morning, my love,” I say. “

Marcella’s POV“That was very mature of you,” my mom tells me as we watch Evander and his chosen walk away.“Yes, we are all so impressed,” I don’t know the woman speaking, but she hates me and looks like Evander’s chosen, so I'm calling her the mother.“Lucy,” Luna Kesly starts sternly. “I know you were the one pushing this chosen bull shit. But Evander has his mate. Thankfully, before he marked Bridget. I suggest you try to keep your daughter from the pain you feel and encourage her to move on.”Lucy’s mate looks at her with a nod.“Luna, this appears to be a discussion we are not needed for, so point us in the direction of our house and we will let you all discuss this among the ranked members,” Mom tells them.“You are staying right here, in the packhouse, on the Gamma floor, no fighting about it,” Alpha Gabe says sternly.Fran- That is Alpha Tone. Now that we are mated to an Alpha, do you get why it meant nothing to you?Me- So, you knew our mate was an Alpha?Fran- Yeah, because

Marcella’s POV.I use scent to find our room.This house is more like a castle. Not what I was expecting for a West Coast Pack. Our bedroom is in a tower, so it’s shaped like a wedge. We are at the end on hall so three fourths of the room is round. The bed is in the middle. Evander has gaming chairs behind it and a pretty nice gaming set up. I’m not great at gaming, but I could learn.My suitcases and duffels are in the closet, so I start unpacking.I change into a cute dress for dinner. It’s my first time meeting the pack, so I want to look presentable. A crop top and jeans are perfect for a Warrior's daughter, but a Luna must look her best.“I’m here with 30 seconds to spare,” Evander rolls his eyes.“I took over half the closet,” I tell him.“Bridget had things in there,” He looks pissed.“I know, I had them packed neatly and removed.” I smile at him, doing a spin in my dress.“Don’t fish for compliments from me, you won’t get any. But I would give you a compliment, a hug, whatever

Marcella’s POV“We have to go,” I say throwing a dress over me. As soon as we get outside, I’m letting Fran out. So, this dress is going to rip to shreds.I follow Evander down the stairs. We are followed by Beta Daniel, Abby, and Mark. Bridget follows but at a safe distance.Me- Ready girl?Fran- You know I am.As soon as we hit the air, Fran busts forward. She keeps pace with Evander and as we get closer, I scent some of the warriors. I know these people. I know all of them. I see him standing in front, unshifted. Atlas.“Come, come, Marcella shift back, your face is what I came to see,” Atlas calls as we approach.Dexter growls and stands in front of me.I see Wesley holding a shirt next to me. He had run here unshifted.Fran gives me control and I shift back.“What do you want Atlas?” I ask, stepping from behind Dexter. Wesley is beside me.“I want my mate,” Atlas smirks.“Marrianna is your mate,” I tell him.“My wolf and I agree we want you,” He answers.“If Tom agrees, shift,” I