His Rejected Chubby Mate Novels & Stories

I shake my head while I fold my hand across my chest “My name is Brake Rex, I am a demon, and I found my mate. No, I rejected her but I still want her.” He dragged the last part. “my wolf is mad, almost dying, he doesn’t want to talk to me and she is getting a chosen mate with the alpha that could give her everything but I am still Brake, the ruthless Beta.” He smiles and ruffles his hair leaning into the mic. “I got a girl pregnant and she is in the intensive care, so I should love her and only her but fuck, I still want my rejected mate,” he roved his eyes around before he reduce his voice, “and my rejected mate makes me randy. Her name is Stacy.” I shake my head as these two make a comple

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.”

Even though it was soft, it stung a lot. “Chase, this isn’t what it looks like.” I was pleading now. It was pathetic, but I didn’t care. “I, Chase Knight, Alpha of the Valley Pack…” He said it like a final sentence. “…reject you, Kiara Farkas, as my mate and future Luna.”

“You could, but then you’d never discover the truth about his mate.” I paused in my tracks. Mate? I knew exactly what the term was and what it meant to werewolves, but I also knew that he didn’t have one. He would never have been with me if he had a mate. I lowered down to my seat. “He has a mate?” “Had. Yes. He found his mate years ago, when he was barely an adult.” “What happened?” I questioned. “He rejected her. Not because she was too weak, or because she was human, but because he liked freedom way too much.

Sarah Blackwood has spent her entire life living in the shadow of her twin sister, Jasmine. While Jasmine is beautiful, powerful, and adored by the Moonlight Pack, Sarah is known as the cursed twin,a sickly, wolfless girl who can never measure up. But Sarah doesn't care what the pack thinks. She has always believed that one day, her fated mate will see her for who she truly is. Then she discovers that her mate is Alpha Zion, the man she has loved since childhood. For one glorious moment, Sarah believes her life is finally going to change.Instead, Zion breaks her heart in front of the entire pack. He rejects her.And before she can recover, he names Jasmine as his Luna.

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 am sorry, Kyra. I really wanted to sort this out indoors but it would only make sense to end it here. So, I, Killian Darkmoon, reject you, Kyra Nightingale, as my mate.” I shook my head violently, refusing to accept the words. “I don't accept this rejection!” He looked down at me, expression pained but resolute. “This is not how it works, Kyra. I am an Alpha. Whether you accept the rejection or not… it still stands.”

“You’re my…mate.” I couldn't quite believe it myself. That this tall, striking man was my fated mate. How else could I explain this fire that burned my insides? I was snagged back to reality as big hands shoved me backwards and I landed on my butt. With a heavy thud. His eyes burned into my face from above. “Mate?” He scoffed. “Well, that's too bad, because I, Alpha Kieran, reject you stinking, tiny weasel, as my mate.”

I asked. “I—then you say your name—and 'reject you as my mate' after,” Mike said. Johnny was quiet, his head down, arms folded over his chest. “If this is going to—” “Just say the words,” Mike said, sounding too tired to deal with this. “I, Maxine Holmes, reject you as my mate,” I said, tears stinging my eyes. “We accept your rejection,” they said in unison. I expected something to happen, but nothing did. Was that it?

“You have been through a lot, and for that I’m sorry, but in light of this new information, I cannot accept you as my mate.” My breath hitched and my heart stopped. My brain rushing to process what he just said. I must have heard him wrong, but before I had a chance to question him about it, he continued, “I, Atticus Galanis, reject you, Giovanna Akir, as my mate.”