Awakening Rejected Mate Episode 1 Novels & Stories

The copper taste of betrayal on my tongue as the sky over Boston turned to ink. "She’s awake! Doctor, she’s opening her eyes!" The voice hit me like a physical blow. It was Lurii. But her voice was wrong, it was higher, thinner, vibrating with a youthful, frantic energy untouched by the years of bourbon and bitterness I’d heard on that rooftop. I blinked, my vision swimming through a haze of tears and the stinging glare of the overhead lights. As the shapes solidified, I saw them. Standing on either side of my bed were the two architects of my ruin. Marcus and Lurii.

Melina's POV I woke up that morning with a smile on my face and my heart was beating with excitement. The day had finally arrived, the day of my mating ceremony with Alpha Dwane. I had waited for this moment for so long, and now it was finally here. I was finally going to be with someone who loves me. The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow through the window, and the birds outside were chirping happily. It was a beautiful morning, one that was perfect for the occasion. My mating ceremony!!!

Consciousness came to me in snatches of time. For one blissful moment between sleep and waking, I existed in nothingness, then reality crashed back, the rejection pain surging through my body with renewed vigor. I curled into myself, clutching my chest where the partially formed bond continued to tear, each heartbeat sending fresh waves of agony through me. It hadn't been a dream. I pressed my face into the pillow, replaying the horrific scene in the council chambers. "I reject you as my mate, Aurora Hale."

Too careful. Predatory. “You don’t even know what you are yet,” they whispered. “What blood runs in you. What power sleeps under your skin.” I pulled my head back sharply, but they caught the chain and yanked me forward until my forehead hit their chest. Pain exploded across my skull. “Let go,” I hissed. A chuckle. “Fight. Yes. Fight hard. It makes the awakening sweeter.” My throat tightened in confusion and fear. Awakening? Before I could speak, the figure placed two fingers on the side of my neck—and suddenly the mate bonds inside me flared. Not gently. Not naturally.

Dante continued. "But something went wrong," I guessed. "Not wrong, things went differently. Meeting your mate triggered the awakening early." Dante said in a still voice. He went absolutely still beside me. If I hadn't known him for over a decade, I might have missed the way his hands clenched into a fist and the way his breathing changed. "Mate? Are you for real? Who do I even know is my mate?" She questioned but paused for a moment and shook her head. “No, I'm not buying into any of this. Werewolves don't exist."

Only aimed at her. Katya stomped towards him. Celia stepped in her line of sight. Her arms folded across her chest. “Can’t you see you’ve been rejected? Just turn tail and run shifterless.” Katakana narrowed her eyes before pushing Celia to the side. “Move! Until the words are spoken, I’ve not been rejected. Just because you have been spreading your legs for him doesn’t mean you will automatically be his fated mate.” Celia gasped. Her hand raised above her head to strike Kataya. Rei King grabbed her wrist. “Don’t.” The words were a growl—his lion awakening at the sight of his mate.

“You’re my world.” ************ I woke up with a start, the sharp sound of my phone ringing echoing in my ears. My hand fumbled around until I found it under the pillow. When I pulled it out, the screen was blinking. I looked into it and I saw that it was my mom calling. “Hey, Mom,” I answered, trying to steady my voice even though I was still very sleepy. “Blair, honey! Are you okay? How are you?” She asked. I paused, a thousand different answers running in my mind. Could I tell her I found my mate and he turned out to be a psychopath? That I was kidnapped by the same mate and almost r**ped? Could she take it?

The events of the night came rushing back in a haze of heat and passion, and then… his rejection. I sat up in bed, the ache in my chest growing. The stranger—the man whose touch had left me breathless, whose presence had made me feel alive for the first time in so long—he was my mate. My fated mate. But the way he had looked at me afterwards, like I was something he needed to escape from, was burned into my memory. His words had cut through me like a blade: I reject you. I didn’t even know his name. The soft sound of footsteps brought me back to the present. Lily appeared in the doorway, her face concerned as she carried two cups of coffee. “You’re awake,” she said gently, sitting on the edg

He'd just say, "What are you upset about now?" I lay in bed and thought through one entire night. About the pack gathering when I was twelve, where I'd first seen him: the rogue orphan Silvercrest had taken in, who'd beaten three Alpha candidates to inherit the title. The way my heart had cracked open at the sight of him. About begging my father at sixteen to back his bid to formally take Silvercrest. About my hands shaking with hope on the day I accepted the mate bond. This time, I wouldn't. Kieran came down in the black Tom Ford suit my designer had fitted for him. Stripped of the mud and the prison rags, he stood like a drawn blade.

" ah yes, it is something that mates can do, if for example you meet your mate and she isn't what you want, as difficult as it may feel you can reject her or vice versa, you'd need to know her full name in order to do it for example, I Roho Milva hereby reject you Ivan Woods as my mate and other half of my soul but the trick is, Ivan would have to accept for the mate bond to be completely broken he would have to say I Ivan Woods hereby accept your rejection and when that happens you would both experience the pain of the bond breaking or if the other party refuses to accept, if you move on they would still feel when you're sleeping with someone else and slowly wither away and die from the pai