Awakening Rejected Mate Novels & Stories

One of his calloused hands trail down her face, causing tingles and goosebumps to form on her face due to his touch but it's gone as fast as she felt it. She was brought out of her trance by hearing him say the words she dreaded the most her entire life. "I Damien Blackwood, the future Alpha of Midnight Moon Pack, Reject you Serenity Martins as my mate and future Luna." It was as if her whole world had crumpled before her eyes and her wolf, Selena kept whimpering inside her head. Tears welled up in her eyes but she kept them at bay for the time period and willed herself to be strong. "I Serenity Martins accept your rejection as your mate and future Luna of The Midnight Moon pack."

Even as she spoke, part of her braced for rejection, but the other part, the reckless part, desperately wanted to hear the truth. “I don’t even know how to explain it,” Mason muttered, finally stepping back—just a little. “From the first moment I saw you, something inside me reacted. It wasn’t overwhelming, not enough to call you my mate… but it was there. A spark. My wolf felt it too.”

Matthew's bright eyes sparkled with delight, and Michael's warm smile made my heart ache. But then, it happened. A sensation I hadn't felt in years coursed through me, a stirring deep within my soul. My wolf, ever vigilant and attuned, clawed at my consciousness, as if trying to break free. It was as if she sensed something, someone. My mate. Alpha Dominic. The intriguing revelation left me torn. While I longed to explore this newfound connection, I was acutely aware of the heavy burden of my past. My heart had been shattered once before, and I couldn't allow history to repeat itself without the certainty of answers and a deeper understanding.

“Ali is a great girl.” “She is,” Will said softly. “I am so in love with her. I can’t wait to mark her. I can’t wait to make her mine.” I smiled and glanced at him. I remembered that feeling all too well. Will was lucky. I had to wait nine months until I could finally sink my canines into my mate’s neck. “Take tomorrow off,” I told him. “Spend the day with your mate. I will see you tomorrow night at the second challenge.”

"I release you from my side." "No," I choked out, hot tears finally spilling over my lashes, dropping onto the floor. "Caomh, please." "I accept Dreda Jaida Penn as my chosen mate, and the mother of my heir." The invisible thread snapped. A deafening crack echoed loudly in my ears, followed immediately by a rush of freezing emptiness. The warmth I had felt every single time Caomh was near vanished, replaced by a hollow, aching void in the center of my chest. I gasped for air, pressing my forehead against the floor. My vision blurred heavily. My wolf whined, curling into a tight, miserable ball in the dark corners of my mind, going completely silent.

He felt his wolf whimpers. “You think she's innocent? It's impossible it had been confirmed. But she is my mate. I'll do everything to protect her.” His wolf wags its tail. He know he agrees. From the first time he met her, he know already. He smelled her. But it was just a faint scent of red rose petals, a pretty smell he always enjoyed now and forever. He needed time to confirm and the duty he have on the alliance had blurred that scent. He became in denial. But with his wolf agreeing and showing signs, he know it is confirmed. Maridelle is his mate.

“Cathwulf?” I exhaled a long, weary breath. “You’re trying my patience.” “Is that a no?” This time, I turned around to meet his eyes. Eyes that were now a ring of amber around dilated pupils. Eyes that drank me in as though I was the most alluring creature in the Supernatural World. The eyes of my mate. “If I let you pleasure me, you’ll regret it.” He parted his lips to protest, but I held up a hand. “Let me pleasure you.”

For someone to mention mates, then they must be shifters themselves and not humans but one can never be too sure. “Take me to her.” “I will be ready when you're ready.” The caller said calmly. “I am ready.” Jordan quickly answered, afraid that the person could change their minds. There was no time to waste. “Let's meet now.” “My oh my… I never thought you loved her that much.” The person purposely drawled, “Last time I checked, you rejected her. ” he scoffed, “Brutally.” What in the name of…who exactly was this person?

“To say that I’m in shock would be an understatement. Receiving a second-chance-mate is something I could never have imagined after rejecting my fated mate earlier this morning.” Vaegon glances up at me with concern flashing across his features, then frowns. “You are the image of perfection and seem so innocent. Who would be such an asshole as to treat you so wrong that you would reject them? I am wondering if you are alright. You don’t seem like someone who has just gone through a rejection. Most of the shifters I’ve observed experience death or coma after being rejected, and upon awakening, discover their wolves have died.”