Novel & Cerita Chasing My Rejected Mate

(Chase’s POV) I ran as fast as I could on four paws after the car that was carrying my mate away from me, the echo of her rejection still burning in my veins. It didn’t matter. I needed her back. She was my mate, my goddess given soulmate. The car disappeared around the corner and by the time I had got there; it had disappeared. Everything drained out of me and I collapsed to the floor, whimpering. The despair took over as the hole in my heart widened to swallow me whole.

Avisa asked. “Ugh…. Fine,” I say, “he is my mate.” Avisa is shocked, well shocked is an understatement, I don’t know how to even describe this reaction. “And why slap him? He is not too bad on the eye you know; he looks a bit mature too.” “I….” I took a deep breath, it feels embarrassing to admit I got rejected, “he rejected me, he said he has another mate in mind.” “He what? That furry fool has the nerve….” “It is okay Avisa; I will get over it.”

Vaelric's jaw clenched, Alpha's autopace reasserting itself under duress as his eyes stayed glued to me. I was here because two hours after I turned her down, a connection that should have been dead almost ripped me apart from the inside. Sound familiar? Do you know what that means? Do any of you? " His last word was laced with a crack, and I watched him hate himself for it. Rejected bonds don't do that. They fade. They ache. They do not kill their severing wolf. The courtyard went very quiet. I drawled out, What do you mean? "And a cold, rational part of me had already divined what it would be before the deer was halfway through its play.

I might even end up getting hurt in the process of trying to comfort her. But there is no harm in trying. It’s another risk that I am willing to take, I want to get to know her better and I want to help her get through the pains of rejection. It takes me back to when I turned twenty and discovered that Wilford was my mate, I knew instantly that I was going to be rejected. Although I foolishly held on to the high hopes of getting accepted by him but I was wrong. The pains I went through afterwards is what no one else can comprehend.

I can see you're happy with your second chance, mate," I said. Regrettably, she's not my second chance; she's the mate I picked. After rejecting you, I waited for the moon goddess to bless me with a new partner. Years of emptiness led me to settle and choose Kara as my mate, even though what I desired never materialized. I realize I made a mistake, rejected you because being with Kara is a headache all she wants to do is spend all my money and don’t want to help with my pack, and also because of her some pack members left. She is terrible I need to find me another strong Luna, I need you Winter.”

I snarled. "Because the bond is now only recognizing Zara as our mate," Ray replied. "It desires for you to take and claim our mate." "I can't," I replied, feeling emotionally spent. "Then you have to reject her!" Ray yelled. "It is the only way!" The thought of rejecting Zara left a bitter taste in my mouth. I could not bear to watch her suffer. I would never be able to forgive myself. How the hell do I fix this? How the hell do I stop having lustful thoughts about Zara?

After all, Elinda was my rejected mate and I had no rights on her. Justin summoned a staff from the serving lounge, continued with his flirting with Elinda, " Let me serve you the best wine...or what.." Elinda replied sheepishly, probably enjoying his maniac behavior, " Vodka! I will go for Vodka." Justin held his heart dramatically, gashed back with a big smile, " I would be dead if I get a pretty mate like you." Then they laughed together as if they were looking forward to be soulmates. My rage kept raising but I didn't want to be expressive. After all, Elinda was my rejected mate and I had no rights on her.

That meant she was going to reject me. I saw him smile wryly before saying, "I, Magnus Barrett, reject Milana Adams as a mate." I gaped for oxygen and collapsed to the floor, clutching my aching chest. Not only did my feelings hurt when I heard the one destined to be my mate utter that rejection, but even though it was only for a moment, my heart seemed to be squeezed from the inside as I realized that now the future would no longer be what I had hoped for.

He paused, briefly locked eyes with her through the mirror and went on to adjust the necktie. “But if it makes you feel better; You are not my mate and never will be. And if by the slightest chance, which is next to impossible in this case, you happen to be one then I, Jordan Westhund, reject you, Selly as my mate and server whatever bonds exist between us.”

My mother crossed her legs elegantly, while my father stood with his arms crossed, waiting expectantly. “Lyra isn’t what you think,” I began, keeping my voice steady. “She was wrongly accused, expelled from her pack without any proof. I… I couldn’t just turn a blind eye to that.” “And what does that have to do with you, Mikail?” my mother asked, with that sharp tone she used when something bothered her. I swallowed hard, feeling the truth churn in my throat. “She… was also my mate. I rejected her.” There was a brief silence. My parents exchanged a look that said more than anyone could have said.