I Welcome Your Rejection: Angel Kings' Proud Mate Novels & Stories

But I had no regrets. Break! I roared in my mind. The golden thread finally snapped completely, and a searing heat exploded in my chest. When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the cold stone floor. "It is done," the priestess said, her voice filled with a rare awe. "Child, your will is stronger than any I have ever witnessed." I struggled to sit up, feeling the emptiness inside me. The mate bond was gone. That feeling of being owned, of being bound to another, had vanished completely.

“I need more than your hate, sweetheart.” My voice echoed. Angelique would come if the kingdom believed their king was fragile. And when she came, I’d be damned to let her go.

and puffing up my cheeks in anger. Why am I here and what does he want from me anyway? "Aww she's so cute and short too," the guy beside him said walking close to me and gently pulled my cheeks. I angrily slapped his hand away from my face. I am not a child to be played with like that. "Bro can we keep her?" He asked turning to Theodore with bright puppy dog eyes. 'Who thought the devil would have a brother,' I thought, 'and a childish one at that.' I am not an object for him to be speaking about me like that.

"Uh, yeah sure, you go, I'll roam around here then." As soon as Angel left, his face turned serious again, "Mason, there's a problem." "What?" "Someone's gotten into our territory. And that someone is not Carl." 🍒Angela🍒 "Mason, if you like me one bit, please send someone else for me, just not Kyle!" I complained to him because I can.not.stay.with.Kyle.for ONE MORE DAY! "Alright, Angel, but Kyle's not that bad," he joked, making me heat up in anger like a volcano.

They are scary. They were massive, their broad shoulders and muscular frames filing the space around the bed. Each of them had the same dark hair and piercing gray eyes, a stark contrast in the dim light of the room. “Who… who are you?” I stammered, my voice shaky and barely audible. The one closest to me offered a small, reassuring smile. “We’re the Alpha Kings.” He said, his voice gentle but firm. “And we’re your mates.” I stared at him, the words not quite registering at first. Then a bitter laugh escaped my lips. Is that what they call women before they sleep with them nowadays? Because last I checked my mate has rejected me and forced me to become his plaything.

So they might brand me as a witch just so they can rid of me easily and without the disgrace of admitting that I am their true mate. They wish for a pretty princess, which makes me wonder why I was mated to them. Do I have anything of value that would make me useful to them? Obviously my missing father was mad to claim that our bloodline has the ability to control all dragons. That is the only thing that would be useful to the angel kings. But it is only Princess Andria that is known to have the charm to tame some. If I had desired a mate, it would have been someone with a kind heart. Someone that finds me worthy of their genuine love. But for some reason I got the prideful and ruthless king

I slammed the door in cold rage before marching to Theo's emotionless, stone cold face. "Have you heard?" I practically spat as I glared at his emotionless features. He kept quiet, but I knew him better than he knew himself so it was easy to spot the pain, rage, confusion and mostly regret that sprinkled in those chocolate brown, cold orbs of his. They shone as bright as stars for me regardless of the strong, cold facade he had on. Theo is like a brother to me, we have known each since birth and so I know him very well. " My Luna and Queen is going to die due to your careless and selfish decisions. I would rather you reject her so she can go back to her old life, to the people who care about

"If you ask me, I'd say you were born to be doomed and bring misfortune to those around you. Just stay away from me, okay? You already ruined my evening." His hurtful words coiled around her soul like venemous serpents. For a moment there, her breath snagged in her throat. As if that wasn't enough, he said the final killing words, staring right into her eyes: "I, Zeke Brandon, son of Alpha Maverick, reject you, Scarlett, as my mate." His voice was clipped and his eyes devoid do any warmth. His words tore her heart into several shreds, making her unable to breath. Since they weren't fully mated, it didn't cause her harm. But her heart ached terribly from the fact that she actually liked him,

He opened his mouth, and I was already arranging my expression into something ready to be seen. His voice came out flat. Removed. Like he was reading from something he'd decided before he arrived. He said he was renouncing the bond. The first rejection was Caine's. The second was Rhys's. The third was Zane's. Each landed before I could process the one before it. No speech. No hesitation. No looking at me like they were sorry. Just words—final, formal, pack law words—and then nothing. I kept waiting for the punchline. For any of them to look at me and realize.

One of his calloused hands trail down her face, causing tingles and goosebumps to form on her face due to his touch but it's gone as fast as she felt it. She was brought out of her trance by hearing him say the words she dreaded the most her entire life. "I Damien Blackwood, the future Alpha of Midnight Moon Pack, Reject you Serenity Martins as my mate and future Luna." It was as if her whole world had crumpled before her eyes and her wolf, Selena kept whimpering inside her head. Tears welled up in her eyes but she kept them at bay for the time period and willed herself to be strong. "I Serenity Martins accept your rejection as your mate and future Luna of The Midnight Moon pack."