His Rejected Second Chance Mate Novels & Stories

“Are you sure? You tend to forget she’s favoring our second chance mate now.” His smirk vanished from his eyes. “Second chance mate. Who?” he barked. "I don't believe that second chances are bullshit. You only formulated that so I will stop pursuing you again." “Why would I tell you?” “You need to because that’s the only way you can make me believe that you have a mate.” “I don’t care if you believe me or not, Jericho. But I am telling the truth. I found my second chance mate.” “And he accepted you?” My steps faltered as my heart raced.

I was the one who had been rejected and humiliated, yet she was even more infuriated than me. "If you do not accept his rejection right now, I am going to make sure you do not live to see the dawn of a new day". She growled and I gulped, my tongue feeling heavy in my mouth. But I knew they was no point refusing his rejection. My tears burned my eyes as they streamed continuously down my face. "I... Ele.. - Elena Reynolds of the Moon Crest Pack accepts the rejection of Blake Blackwood and pledges to stand by it". I winced in pain as a burning sensation stirred inside me. I knew the moon goddess was erasing the mate bond. I had lost Blake forever.

So please, stop acting like rejecting Alex will be the ultimate end for me. Kira’s expression turned serious, her golden eyes piercing into mine. ‘Stop acting like it won’t be,’ she challenged. ‘Holly, you’ve already experienced the excruciating pain of losing one mate. Do you really believe that rejecting a second mate will not hurt just as deeply? Do you honestly think either of us could manage that kind of heartbreak again?’

I smiled, watching her take another sip of her drink. "Tell me." A weak smile formed on her lips. "I've found my mate." I giggled. "You already did, remember? You rejected him." My face fell at the reminder. The goddess had fated me with some Pack lowly carpenter. I rejected him instantly. "Second chance mate, hello?" I snapped my hands at her face. No, Grimsby was not my second-chanced mate. He was my mate by choice but I gotta keep my cards up.

Like shutters slamming closed over a window. “No.” He stepped back, ripping his hand away from mine. “I, Alpha Lucius of the Blood Pact, reject you as my mate.” “What?” My voice came out broken, barely a whisper. “No. You can’t… why?” But he didn’t answer. He just stared at me with those cold, empty eyes, and in a heartbeat, the bond between us cracked. Pain ripped through my whole body, like claws tearing me apart from the inside out. My wolf howled in anguish, and the beautiful, perfect connection that had bloomed between us was suddenly torn away, leaving nothing but raw, bleeding wounds.

"You're—you're my mate. But you—you were mated before. To Amber Rose. How—how is this possible?" "Second chance mate," Mom said softly. "They're rare but—but real. The Moon Goddess sometimes gives second chance. When first mate dies. When—when there's unfinished life to live. Marcus, this is—this is real. Maryann is your second chance." "I don't want second chance," I said. Voice harsher than intended. "I want—I want Amber. I want my first mate who—who gave me Lily. Who died too young. Who—who should still be here instead of—instead of me smelling mate bond with someone else."

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.”

he winks at her making her let out a small laugh. "How did he know for sure that I would leave?" "Do you honestly think that a sane person would stay behind to watch their mate get married to someone else? And this is Damien we're talking about. He's always one step ahead" Matthew answers back and she nods her head in reply. Finally things making sense. "But why would he reject me in the first place?" Matthew sighs, pinching two fingers against his forehead.

People are rarely rejected because we all know how precious the gift of a mate is. I look up her with tears pricking at my eyes from both the immense amount of pain and the thought that I'll never get another chance at a mate. Second chance mates are extremely rare so I will have to go through the rest of my life never feeling the love of a mate. "I, Allistar Macken, accept your rejection." I barely make the words out throuhg gritted teeth.

I glanced up at him to be sure, but when he nodded and smiled, I climbed into the front seat. He loaded my case in the back, took the driver’s seat, and started the ignition. “Disco Inferno” blared across the speakers, reminding me of the time Griff took me to the Super Cinema to watch Saturday Night Fever. Shortly after that, he had declared his love and said he would die if I didn’t accept him as my mate. My veins heated with a surge of fury, and I clenched my teeth. After I’d accepted him, we had danced to the tune of “More Than a Woman.” The bloody bastard had even worn a white three-piece suit that showed a perfect print of his huge dick.