Chasing My Rejected Mate Novels & Stories

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.

I pushed forward and instinctively raised my hand to touch him. “Don't,” he yelled just before I could make contact, and he moved back as if the thought of me touching him was repulsive, “don't put your hands on me, Beauregard. And if you think we were really fated mates, then this is a rejection. I, Levi Hawthorne, hereby reject Brooks Beauregard as my mate.” He winced as he said those words, no doubt feeling the pain of a mate bond that was about to be severed. I searched his eyes for hints that this was a joke, even though it was a cruel one, but there was nothing but numbness.

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.

And as his grip on my chin tightened just slightly, his gaze burning into mine— I realized, with a sudden, terrifying clarity… Being rejected by my mate… Might have only been the beginning of something far worse.

Regret gnawed at my soul as I recalled the day I had listened to my parent and rejected my mate. If only I had followed my heart instead of succumbing to their pressure, perhaps none of this would have happened. Now, the consequences of my actions haunted me every waking moment. I had just finished a run across the border, and despite the threat of rogues, it seemed that for the moment, we were safe from any immediate threats. Suddenly, a familiar and intoxicating scent and snarl instinctively. It was an astonishing scent, one that I knew all too well it was the scent of my mate, Claire.

Not like I wanted to take note but it was hard not to as he came so close and very quickly so I wouldn’t stalk backward again. I looked around, hearing all he just and refusing to let that bother me. I tried to force myself out of the close proximity, not minding that his parents, the twins, Kade and Molly were outside watching every single move we made and listening to us but dared not to interfere. “No.. no you can’t explain this one and i don’t want you. I LILY .. I LILY STONE reject Jaden Stone as my mate!” I screamed out loud at him and he surprised me by grabbing me by the arm, drawing me every bit closer to him as he looked hurt but no I wasn't going to pay attention to that.

You showed just how mature you are. I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest. “Then what the hell was the second on for?” My mom laughed, the hissing that made me smile even against my pout. 'Because you didn’t give your mate a chance and you ran away. What if there was more to the story than what you overheard? What if he wanted to be with you? You didn’t even given him a chance. If you had, it might have been better to allow the rejection to happen. You could move on, have a chosen mate. But it will never feel right now since you have found them but never officially rejected one another. You ran.'

Yup, she was mine. “She is absolutely mine,” I said. Chad raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders. “Well, she was certainly my mate last night. All the signs were there, but I didn’t want her as my partner for life. So I rejected her.” Once again, his words baffled me. Rejected her? What in the world did she do to deserve that? I glanced at my mate, who had clearly gone through a lot. Although I could see signs of healing, the process was rather slow.

I woke late the next morning in the arms of my mate, My head and throat hurts and so does my body with all the pain from last night. Chase has been so supported and patient through it all and I love him more every day for it. I am beginning to feel fighting mad for what Jacob is putting me through. I finally made up my mind. I need Chase to set up a video call with Jacob and I intend to finally be the first to do the rejecting. In all honesty, I had no idea the female can do the rejecting. For one I never heard of such a thing. I have only heard of males doing the rejecting.

I chuckled. "At least you're miserable in luxury." She chuckled, then she remained silent, "Chase rejected me." She said in a hushed tone. "He's too embarrassed of me. He doesn't want me. I was happy to finally turn eighteen just to have Chase out of all people to be my mate." A tear slipped from her eyes and she caught it with her good hand. "It's alright." I cooed, lightly rubbing the balm into her wound as though to soothe more than the wound.