Does 'The Princes Unwanted Mate' Have A Sequel?

“What does that mean? You are rejecting me?” Julia asked. I felt a pain in my chest, but I knew this was the right thing to do. “You do not belong in my world; please accept this so we can both move on,” I reply. “No,” she replies. “No?” I ask confused how this human could refuse my rejection. Eric is the Prince of the Wolf Kingdom. He is on a quest to find his fated mate. But when he finally finds her, he learns she is human. And he cannot accept a human for a fated mate. Or can he? Challenges along the way test them in ways they could not imagine. Note - this story can be read as a stand alone; it is the continuation of the Rejected series for those wanting to read in order.

I ripped his claws from my shoulders and pinned his arms above his head. He thrashed under me, his eyes flashing with something deeper than anger. That was when I sensed it. The sweet scent of cinnamon—the smell of a wolf’s arousal. We froze, our bodies pressed together, so close I could feel the tremors of his heart against mine. That wasn’t all….I felt his hardness, bulging and aching with need. “Don’t look at me.” He turned away, squeezing his eyes shut as his cheeks tinted pink with shame. “I give up, so just kill me already, I can’t take it anymore.” I swallowed hard, faltering yet again. But instead of recoiling, instead of mocking him, I crashed my lips against his. **** Darius Lane lost everything for the sake of love and freedom. Once a renowned Alpha betrothed to the princess of Fenrir, he was stripped of his title and dignity after he chose the man he loved over a Royal decree—the same man who betrayed and left him to bear the brunt of his actions. Out of despair, the young princess had taken her own life and Darius was condemned for murder, thrown at the mercy of Prince Kael, the ruthless tyrant who reduced him to less than a slave. But when Kael moves to end his life, the unthinkable happens. A mate bond sparks between them, turning the tides. The tyrant prince faltered for the first time in his life, unable to believe he was tied to his sister’s killer. And a man at that! It is a prison of desire for Darius, for he began to crave the cruel prince who takes pleasure in his suffering. Against their will, their wolves yearn for each other, and hatred soon blurs into obsession.

Born into a powerful pack but cursed with a fatal flaw, Elara never shifted. In a world where rank is decided at twelve and futures are carved by strength, she became something worse than low-born—she became nothing. Ignored by her high-ranking family, denied education, and treated as less than a servant, Elara survives in the shadows of a system that was never meant for her. When the Moon Goddess finally chooses her as the fated mate of the future Alpha Prince, it should have changed everything. Instead, it destroys her. The prince rejects the bond without hesitation, casting her aside for her perfect, powerful sister. But breaking a divine match comes with consequences, and Elara is the one forced to pay the price. Humiliated, discarded, and marked by sacred imbalance, she is sent into the hands of the prince’s uncle—Alpha Darius, the most feared wolf of their kind. Ruthless. Unforgiving. A brute whispered about in fear. Everyone expects him to break her. But Darius doesn’t destroy her. He shelters her. As Elara is pulled deeper into a world of power, politics, and dangerous desire, the girl no one wanted begins to change. And when the prince who rejected her comes crawling back, he finds something no one expected: The weakest omega in the pack is no longer waiting to be chosen. She stands under the protection of the most dangerous Alpha alive. And this time, she will not be cast aside.

Evelyn is an omega, the lowest rank among the werewolves. The girl had to suffer a lot since childhood. Constantly hiding and living in fear killed her spirit. With an unknown enemy chasing her day and night, she was on the brink of losing hope. That's when he found her. Keiran Winter, the Alpha of one of the powerful Packs in the world, despised the weak with a passion. So when he got to find that his mate is the weakest human he has ever seen, it wasn't all rainbows and butterflies for him. He wanted nothing to do with her. But he was everything to her.

~~~~A love that demands surrender~~~ Bound by destiny but divided by hatred. Their destinies entwined, yet the future uncertain. When fate brings together two damaged souls, they must navigate the treacherous landscape of their hearts to find true happiness. Nevaeh and Tyron's turbulent relationship will test the limits of love and forgiveness to get the happiness they deserve. Can she break free from the shackles of her past and find true love amidst the darkness? Can he submit to a love that defies the laws of his world. Will they surrender to their passion or let their pain tear them apart? EXCERPT "Leave now" he growled but I stayed firm. "You have a lover that you can never forget and you have a mistress you keep for your needs so what am I doing here?" "Get out now Nevaeh" he growled, his beast showing through his eyes but I didn't care. "You shouldn't have brought me here. You should have let me remain in my pack" I would have gotten another chance to escape and I would be away from this madness. "Your pack? So you could continue sleeping with your sister's mate?" He sneered at me. "I never..." I started but I stopped myself. There was no point. He would never believe me so there was no point in even trying. "You have nothing to say for yourself? You betrayed the mate bond" "And you're any different? You've had lovers" "I never slept with the mate of my brother" And I never willingly slept with anyone. "I want to leave" "Never"

" me." The words slipped out of her , past her lips, before she could do anything about it. Lancelot's eyes widened. He saw a golden ring form around Ziko's eyes; that was not a good sign. "What did you say?" She took one step towards him, slowly closing the gap between them. He wished she'll stop, still he wished she wouldn't. She didn't say anything, she just continued to walk towards him. Did she really know what she was getting herself into? Lancelot thought to control himself. He wasn't going to lose himself to her, he would have a shower and the bulging in his pants would reduce. Roxanne planted herself in front of Lancelot, she could feel his eyes burn through her skin. She wanted him now, and despite the indifferent look he tried to put up, the growth in his pants said otherwise; he wanted her too. "I said..." She placed a hand on his cheek. Lancelot's eyes fell to her lips and lingered there, so he saw them form the next words that came out of her mouth. " me." Ziko growled within him. He saw her bite her lower lip faintly, right before he lost every ounce of self control. ' it' He hissed. With one grip, he pulled her to himself and crashed his lips on hers.