All Chapters of The Rejected Plump Mate, Now Wanted: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

132 Chapters

1: Cruelty

Aurora “Nooo!” I screamed at the top of my voice, jumping up on my feet with panting breaths. Hot sweat beaded on my forehead as I straightened, my eyes rolling around.I was in my room.It was one of those relentless nightmares that always left me drenched, shaken to my very core.I didn’t waste another second. I scrambled out of bed and rushed toward the kitchen, only to halt abruptly when Mia stepped in, her brows drawn into a deep frown.“Don't tell me you’re still here, Aurora?” Mia's voice snapped at me, and my arms trembled around the coffee-dispensing machine.“I’m almost done,” I murmured.“You should.” She sighed, turning to get something.My arms quivered uncontrollably against the machine as I battled to input the right button, my pulse thundering loudly in my ears.“Here.” Mia handed me the tray containing the mug cup.“You better hurry,” she added sharply.I pulled out the coffee, heading out of the kitchen, almost missing steps and tripping over.“Be careful!” Mia’s vo

2: Panic

Aurora The sun had just set at its usual spot, casting a warm blue-golden glow into this shabby room I occupied in the servant quarters. I breathed in relief as an unprecedented excitement slowly slipped into my chest. It was morning again, yet another day—but only that today was different in a way. No… not because unmated maids were given the day off to prepare for the occasion and show up at the venue later, but because I was finally turning eighteen and would soon bid this life of torture goodbye in a few hours when I met my mate. I hurriedly freshened up and stood before the mirror as I tied my hair into a bun. I stared at my reflection, which was just… Full cheeks. Soft arms. A body that refused to be anything but thick, rounded, noticeable. My thighs pressed together. My waist curved in ways that were never admired here. I wasn’t the ideal image for Darkshade. Not even for anyone. Even my own family had treated me like a curse, something unfortunate, something shameful.

3: Damian

Slight trigger warning. Abuse... just for this chapter. Please bear with me, as we take Aurora on her journey to being unstoppable. Aurora “I’m so sorry. I never knew it would turn out that way,” Mia says for the umpteenth time in one week now. “It was never your fault either,” I said to Mia again. I told no one as Liam instructed, but couldn’t have hidden such a piece of information from Mia, except that I never disclosed who my mate was to her yet. I’m not afraid she would spill and cause me further trouble, but somehow I’m afraid to even mention it to myself nor acknowledge it, because that was the height of all cruelty the games of fate would turn. So far, Kiara wasn’t yet responding. She was weak and broken. It’s been hard this past week. At times, it scared me to think she wouldn’t make it past the rejection pains. She was chubby, weak, and fragile just as I was. I sucked in a nervous breath as I took the munched chips and juice carefully placed on the tray for Li

4: Mate

Aurora It’s almost noon by the time I left my quarters. The evening air breeze was warm and cozy, sending a slight chill down my spine. I stood alongside the other omegas that had assembled to welcome Alpha Lucas’s first son, Damian. Rumor had it that he had been out of the pack for almost five years. They said he was cruel, ruthless, and hardened, but also calmly good-looking. They also whispered how the two brothers were like opposite sides of a coin and never ever associated openly. I didn’t know much about the history because all my life I had been secluded from social life and hardly left the house except on errands. The rumors also had it that the chaos between the two brothers took a cruel turn four years ago, and ever since, Damian had vowed not to return home, up until now. I hadn’t gotten to see him, nor was I familiar with how he looked, other than the fact that it was compulsory for every omega to assemble and welcome the first heir of the pack. As I stood with head

5: Distant

AuroraTime itself seemed to freeze, as though even it was stunned into stillness, just like me. My body locked in place, my heart racing in uneven, fragile beats, while my mind spiraled with thousands of conflicting thoughts.The world tilted, spinning faintly beneath my feet as I stared at the man standing just inches away from me.He was calm. Too calm.Dressed in a creamy casual shirt and plain dark trousers, he looked effortlessly composed, untouchable. A few buttons of his shirt were left undone, as though on clue, revealing a glimpse of the hard, sculpted muscles beneath.Everything about him screamed power, control, authority, without a warning.He didn't say a word, just stared at me. Or rather, glared at me with that unreadable gaze, but beneath that cold and calm exterior, I could feel the way his heart beat, only for a fraction before it settled, like he was still trying to wrap his head around it.Wasn’t he aware… that I was his mate?No… no way. He was aware I was his m

6: That feeling

Damian It had been a long afternoon of exhaustion, having to go through the final clearance at the training facilities, clearing off certain details I needed to handle myself, and doing a series of final activities before hopping on the eight-hour journey by flight and then another two hours by land. By the time I arrived at the packhouse, I was totally drained. It’s been four… or maybe five years since I left Darkshades. I haven’t fully been in transit, and even though I engaged in any, they were always short trips to handle certain personal details. But this… this was different. This was a return. To the same pack I had walked away from. To the same place that still echoed with everything that happened four years ago. And I hated it. But I had to return since it was already time to take my duties. Duty called, destiny called, pulling in my restraint, and I wouldn't have said no. But what snapped at me, so unexpected, unsettling, or whatever best described this feeling,

7: Publicly

AuroraI don't know how I made it to the kitchen, but I did. The kitchen stretched out empty. The dishes were all carried out. The omegas were nowhere in view. Even Mia wasn't in sight. The silence felt unnatural, pressing in on me from all sides… except for the chaos inside my chest.It kept beating and thumping loudly in my ears. No… this wasn’t just fear of rejection. It was something far deeper. Something overwhelming. It stole my breath, scattered my thoughts, made it impossible to even feel like myself.All I could see was him.The way his scent had wrapped around me, thick and consuming. The way time itself had seemed to pause when my fingers brushed against him, his body hard, sculpted like something out of ancient legend, like one of the Greek gods themselves.The way he breathed. The way his eyes had stared, only for a fraction, and then it was simply replaced with…No… I squeezed my eyes shut. I couldn’t keep thinking about this. I was only making it worse. He despises my b

8: Worst betrayal

DamianI took my seat at the high table, where Dad and, of course, Liam were seated alongside a few of the respected members of the council who had come to honor this welcoming party and also to hear whatever announcement Dad was to make.But my mind didn’t leave the event that had taken place moments ago with that lady.‘Mate,’ Aaron corrected.I exhaled sharply, my fingers tightening around the edge of the table. The word alone irritated me in ways I couldn’t explain. Four simple letters… yet they carried a weight I refused to accept.I kept telling myself that I couldn’t trust the Moon Goddess again. At least not after everything. Not after her choices. Of course, how would I?Not after this second time. An omega to be precise.But then, why couldn’t I think above it? Why couldn’t I take her out of the folds of my mind and settle with this gathering and whatever unfolded later?Yes… I was sure I was going to proceed with the rejection. At least that way, I wouldn’t have to be enta

9: Predestined

DamianMy line of thought soon drifted when Dad began softly, as if taking his time to fully process every detail like he hadn't already done before this gathering.Dad. Always his ways. That cold, dominant, ruthless Alpha of Darkshades, that ruled the kingdoms with great precision. Feared by all, even in his absence. So ruthless that even his name sent dread flying in the air without lifting a hand or even saying a word.“As everyone knows, I'm already in my prime age, and I am deeply grateful to the moon that my two sons are well of age to take over the pack lands and rule with even greater precision, perhaps even beyond what I have done,” he said, his lips curving into a controlled smile as he turned in our direction.But where I sat, his words faded into distant echoes.My mind had already begun to drift—slowly, dangerously. Yet I forced myself, gritted inwardly, refusing to let my gaze wander toward where she was.And as if the moon’s orchestration wasn't yet enough, I caught it,

10: Everything in the world

AuroraMy entire spine locked. My heart stuttered.My mind carved holes of its own when Liam asked me to serve him at his table. I knew one thing straight away as the air immediately left my lungs in one sharp pull.He wanted to humiliate me. He wanted to send the message straight. To remind everyone exactly where I stood. To reduce me, again, to nothing.Kiera stirred with rage in my head. She was still weak, but the realization also weighed on her. Even in her rage, there was still nothing we could do about it.We couldn’t refuse either. After all, I was his. Wagered, owned, bound to him as nothing more than a personal servant long before tonight ever happened. Long before I even realized he was my mate. Long before the rejection.I moved slowly, weakly, towards where Liam sat. Each step toward him felt heavier than the last, my body already drained just from being in his presence. The hall was massive, filled with eyes, voices, power, but none of it mattered.Despite my second cha

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