Novel & Cerita Chasing My Rejected Mate

Mate? I laughed cynically, but no noise was able to pass through. The motion caught in my throat, and I winced, grasping at my neck. The very thought was impossible. It had to be. Marcus, the only mate I'd ever known, had rejected me just yesterday. And this. this stranger was claiming me as his? I clenched my fists. But none of that mattered anymore, and I knew that. What I needed was finding a way to get this settled, get back at whatever had done this to Mom and Dad. No matter how much my screaming wanted me to break now, I couldn't afford to.

"From my pack." Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Your pack?" he repeated. "You mean there are more of you?" I nodded. "Yes. I was...I was their mate. But they rejected me." Lucas frowned. "Rejected you?" he said, his voice softening. "What do you mean?" I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. "They...they didn't want me. I wasn't good enough for them." Lucas didn't say anything for a long moment, but I could feel his eyes on me. "I'm sorry," he said finally. "That must have been hard."

His shoulders sagged a little, his eyes duller than usual. “What’s wrong, Adrian?” I asked, studying him closely. He hesitated. “There’s no problem,” he replied, too quickly. I arched a brow. “You do realize I’m the last person you can lie to, right?” That earned a small, bitter chuckle. “You’re right,” he said quietly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I met my mate.” I felt a flicker of surprise. “That’s… good news.” He shook his head, the faint smile on his lips breaking apart. “She rejected me.”

He continued pleading, holding my hand even tighter. I pulled my hand away from his and looked towards the ground. “Repeat the words you said to me when you rejected me?” “What? That isn't necessary.” He said, looking surprised. “Just say it.” He hesitated for a while, then cleared his throat. “I reject you as my mate.” “And I, Maria of Veilwood pack, accept your rejection.” His eyes widened and he clutched his chest. “Why would you do that?” He stammered as he spoke in a laboured manner.

“Then what’s the problem with just one date? It doesn’t even have to be a date.” I gave a lighthearted laugh, “I see you almost everyday and I’m trying to save you from an early death and spare myself. You and I both know that the mate attraction is undeniable and irresistible. You’d have to be madly in love with someone else, crazy, or choosing that you’re better off if you rejected your mate. In any case, I don’t want to be heartbroken. And think about what your mate would be feeling. I think it’s really sweet that you’ve chased me for so long, but I think it’s high time you give that up.”

she practically begs me and I laugh loudly at her face, making her furrowed her brow in confusion. I did reject him, Debbie. Two minutes later I realized he was my mate. He just won't accept the rejection and he is trying to get me to forgive him. This means after his mate rejected him, he still doesn't want you. I say slowly and as the realization dawns on her face, I see red fiery anger fill her eyes, just as she lifts her fist to punch me. Rachel

he exclaims “I don’t have to be your mate I can still Reject you as my mate” I reply with a attitude “You’d do that” he asks “Yes I would not only do I hate you your also dating my best friend and we have not mated nor marked each other so I simply could reject you” I growl “We’ll there’s on flaw to that we both have to reject each other in order for the rejection to work” he says smiling. I roll my eyes “what do you want” I reask

“I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to call you post Mateball. Part of me was hoping you’d be enjoying mated bliss.” “Oh,” I rubbed my eyes. “No, sorry.” Victoria sighed. “What happened?” “Well,” I huffed. No doubt she was going to be disappointed. “I felt the pull of a fated mate,” I said. “But then, when I found him, he – uh – rejected me.” “Rejected?!” Victoria squeaked. “Oh, Gods above, I am so sorry, my love.” “Yeah,” I dropped my hand in my lap to fiddle with the hem of my shirt. “It kind of sucked. Really hurt, actually.”

Carla screamed the rejection chants at me but I couldn't hear a thing anymore. “I don't want you to be my mate, I want the Alpha King, not you, ” I was deaf to everything she said since I heard her say “No, I don't want you to be my mate, ” I've never felt so rejected in my whole life. My own mate rejected me. Even if I hadn't been searching for her as long as Reagan had been searching for his Mate, I was hoping to find her, but now that I found her, she rejected me because she's obsessed with my best friend.

People are rarely rejected because we all know how precious the gift of a mate is. I look up her with tears pricking at my eyes from both the immense amount of pain and the thought that I'll never get another chance at a mate. Second chance mates are extremely rare so I will have to go through the rest of my life never feeling the love of a mate. "I, Allistar Macken, accept your rejection." I barely make the words out throuhg gritted teeth.