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“What do you mean?” That was a good question. If I blurted that I was the mate he had rejected, then that would open up a slew of questions and uncover me as Hades’ spy. So, I said the next best thing. “Someone who gave a shit about having a mate wouldn’t promise their first born to a bunch of faeries.” Griff’s hands dropped to his sides. “Will you let me explain?” I shuffled away from him and folded my arms across my chest. “Do we even have time?”

’ I demanded answers, hoping that at least he had some reasonable explanation. ’Mate!’ He claimed her again, and I covered my mouth in shock. ’What the hell?’ I asked, looking at the sleeping beauty with a pounding heart. It was unheard of to restore the mate bond after rejection. There was no need for acceptance from the rejected part. All that was needed was a solid determination to say all the words correctly. I closed my eyes and mentally flashed back to when I met and rejected her, remembering the used words. ’There was no mistake. I did everything according to the rules.’ I admitted confidently.

"Second chance mates don't exist in our society and if I accept the rejection, it means I will be left without a mate forever. That's too callous!" "I don't care," Jasper said coldly. "I, Jasper Manuel reject you, Sienna Coleman as my fated mate. And the sooner you accept the rejection, the better for you." And with that, he turned around and walked out on me without so much as a backward glance.

Luna The shock of seeing Leo affected the rest of my afternoon. I paced through the little house I’d lived in for over a hundred years, unable to clear my mind of the way my soulmate had looked at me. The attraction was just as deep and pulsating for me as it had ever been, the pull on the golden arch over my heart painful, yearning and screaming at me to go back to him. I hated that it still existed, the shock of the soulmate symbol still in existence even though I had been rejected, and he was supposed to be dead!

But not by choice. I drew a trembling breath and tightened the straps on my purse, the leather biting into my palms. Victor stood a few feet behind me, gazing in frigid silence. The mate link we previously had, which should have been holy, felt like a distant, bitter memory now. His rejection was like a dagger still embedded in my chest, twisting every time I dared to imagine what might have been. "You were never strong enough, Kyara," he murmured, his tone as frigid as the night around us. "I need a mate worthy of being by my side, not…this."

The mark? Why is it golden? I remembered the Moon Goddess words. The mark was rejected by my body. “You rejected the mate bond. You broke the mate bond. Something that is so pure for us, you decided to condemn it.” The first man spoke again. “It was not her. It was me. I broke the rules. I rejected her. I—-rejected my mate. That is why she might probably be rejecting the mark.” Lucas hung his head when he spoke. The Elders looked among themselves.

I say, looking at him. Danny sighs, running a hand down his face before turning to me. His one hand rested on my shoulder, squeezing it. “We have this… thing, where once you meet your mate, you have two options. One, accept the mate bond. Two, reject it. In your case, your other half chose option two.” I blink at him, feeling a pang of sadness drape over me at the mention of my mate, who, apparently, rejected me. “A rejection literally means one of you is rejecting the mate bond. Once that is done, you defy the moon goddess, you defy the fates,

“Maybe you are not quite fond of captivity as I had imagined.” “Maybe you should worry less about me and more about your place here.” She smiles wider, voice almost purring. “My place is right beside the Alpha.” I whisper back, “Not for long.” Something sharp flashes in her eyes. Then she gets nearer, her lips are almost touching my ear. “But do you know the real reason why he rejected you?”she whispers. My pulse spikes. “You should leave while you can still walk.” Her voice drops lower, cold and intimate. “It wasn’t duty. It wasn’t his father. He told me once you were never Luna material.”

“No. It wasn’t him… it was his friend.” She frowned deeply. “His friend? How can his friend make you cry?” “Because he’s my mate,” I whispered, and my voice cracked again. “The friend he told us about… the one who lives near us… is my mate. And he rejected me. Just like that. Without thinking.” Lena froze. “What?” she whispered, her voice breaking. I nodded, tears falling again. “He rejected me, Lena. My mate rejected me.” Her expression shifted from shock to anger to sadness. She pulled me into her arms tightly.

Once again, the curious Francis never failed to amaze the teacher and the parents, especially Zainne. "Good question." She leaned back in her chair and smiled. "A mate never rejects her other half, when they first lay eyes on each other, their love will form and they will feel complete. It is unheard of for a rejected mate. But the rumors say the one who rejects his mate will perish."