His Rejected Mate Mga Nobela at Kwento

Chul pleaded, his hands entangled in her hair as he looked at her with desperation in his eyes. "If the love I had for you in the past still existed in my heart, I would have happily accepted to be your mate, even without knowing her. But now, it's gone. The love I had for you just disappeared suddenly, and I wish I could find it. I've searched my heart, but it's gone. Maybe your mate has stolen it away from me because she saw me as a threat, unlike me. I don't love you anymore, Chul Xavier, and I reject you for calling me your mate because I've already rejected you as a husband. Just know that I've rejected you..." Lilith's words trailed off as she was pulled into him, her body colliding wi

, how was I going to explain the rejection to him? Would it result in a war? I sighed again. I had come so far searching for my mate, just to find out I had been rejected. This wasn't what I was anticipating when I came this far to meet him;when I heard that he was divorced from Mata, I was delighted about it. I hold no ill feelings against my cousin, but I saw my opportunity to be with my mate and decided to grab it instantly. If only I knew what awaited me here, I would have saved myself the wholesome embarrassment.

The weight of the girl's rejection as his Mate pressed down upon him, a bitter pill to swallow. "I reject you as my Mate," she declared, her words piercing the silence. Adam's gaze dropped to his feet, a mix of sadness and resignation etched upon his face. The pain of the rejection seared through his heart, but he knew that accepting it was the only path forward. His voice steady, Adam replied, "I accept the rejection." It was a solemn affirmation, an acknowledgment of the love that would forever remain unfulfilled. The girl's smile, though tinged with a touch of sadness, spoke volumes of her gratitude for his understanding.

I took a deep breath and calmed myself down enough to ask Ann, "Have you found your mate?" Ann's lips then upside down, her eyes misty. She stared into thin air. I hoped she would not cry, I did not want to soothe anybody. As if answering my prayer, she sighed heavily and opened her mouth. "I had a mate." "Had?" I questioned, my mind twirling, "I thought mates were forever, or do you mean you lost him to death?" I ask quietly, my voice softening. "No," She shook her head. "He rejected me." I gasped, unable to believe it. Why would anyone reject a sweet person like Ann? I reached out to comfort her but she continued.

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° PREVIOUSLY Chardon walked out of the room and sighed, what is wrong with this physician, is he irritated because he probably will never have a mate or even fall in love, that's his fate so he should just accept it, he found his way to Mato's room and found him barely alive, he walked towards the bed and stared down at the handsome man he met before, he looked like a ghost of himself, he touched his forehead and frowned.

I said sobbing “No, you can't be my mate it must have been a mistake and I'm rejecting you,” he said “Please no!” I said on my knees begging “I William reject you Amelia James as my mate and future Luna of the Silvermoon pack,” he said and yelled at me to accept his rejection Sobbing heavily “I accept,” I said in a shaky tone, feeling our bond break as he immediately walked away with his friends I knelt with my hands resting on the floor, I could see my tears drop to the ground, and my friends Bella and Sophie came over to console me, I couldn't believe what just happened my only dream of meeting my mate became the worst day of my life.

“But it became clearer moments ago.” My heart stuttered painfully in my chest. He remembered me from the other night. He leaned closer, his breath cold against my ear. “I am relieved about this contest, afterall. Because never will I have such a weakling like you as my Luna.” His words cut sharper than any blade. He felt the pull too, but he saw me as nothing more than a weakling. He looked at me as though I were dirt beneath his boots. My throat ached, not from his grip but from the effort of holding back tears. I wanted to scream at him, to tell him I hadn’t asked for the mate bond, hadn’t asked for him.

‘He’s your second chance mate,’ my wolf confirmed. My heart dropped. No. That’s impossible! I refused to accept it. I didn’t want it to be true. How could Dominic—of all people—be my second chance mate? I stared at him. My head began to throb, and I couldn’t think straight. This couldn’t be real. I shook my head repeatedly, trying to deny it. I could barely breathe as panic rushed through my chest. Then Dominic spoke. “You're not his official Luna yet. This will help you.”

“The mate who decided I wasn’t worth keeping.” “What do you mean?” His voice had dropped to a dangerous whisper. “He rejected me. Said I was too weak, too pathetic to be his Luna. He took one look at me and decided I wasn’t enough.” The silence stretched between us until I finally looked up. Vishal’s face had transformed into something I’d never seen before—pure, barely contained rage. His hands were clenched into fists, and his jaw was tight enough to crack. “He what?” The words came out as a growl. “What kind of bastard rejects his mate?”

"It's been a very long time." Ronan went completely still beside me, every muscle in his body locked tight with a shock that ran deeper than fear. "Father." "You've grown into someone I'm genuinely curious about," the projection said, tilting its head with an expression of mild, almost fond interest that felt obscene given everything he'd done. "Alpha of Blackthorn. Rejected by his fated mate on his crowning night, only to win her over within days. There's a certain poetry to that, don't you think?"