Marked By Rejection: The Curse Of Her Mates Novels & Stories

"Don't do it," he yelled. "Elara! Stop!" I wanted to, so I gave in to it... gladly letting the darkness take me with it. ****** She was wolfless, powerless, and marked as an outcast. He was born ruthless, powerful — an Alpha feared not just in the packs, but in the underworld where blood and power rule. When Elara discovers her fated mate is the man who destroyed her pack and crushed her world, her life begins to fall apart again. He should be her protector… but to him, she is nothing but a liability he cannot afford. But fate is merciless. They tried to fight it but their bond burns too fiercely to be ignored. Will Elara risk her heart and safety for the mate who ruined

"They're punishments were not easy at all. They bring you to the brink of death. They beat her, whipped, cut, burned, drowned. All the worst things you could do to a person. And her mate did it all too her. She had finally snapped." "She put a curse upon them. She gave them the curse of never having a mate, to always be alone, to never have your other half, to be a Rejected. Those mates were set free and could find a second chance mate. Not knowing what her curse would really do, those Alphas grew old, lonely and depressed. They all beared the mark of the Rejected."

Alpha Kaine, who hadn't been aware that the lady had opened her eyes, was a bit shocked before he came back to his senses. "What's wrong Catarina?" He frowned. "I'm afraid it's not going to go as we've agreed." The woman sitting whose name was Catarina said, "Why?" Alpha Kaine frowned as he had a sour feeling. "I'm afraid the curse is acting more effectively and at this rate, you'll have no more than a month to live," Catarina sighed. Hearing her words Alpha sighed and didn't say anything but merely turned to look at the mountain of skeletons.

“You knew this all this while, didn't you? I asked Ares, my hands shaking, waiting to get answers. Ares just stood motionless and stared at me the whole time, his face impassive as he stated. “You have always been my mate, and the black mist was a spell I cast a long time ago to find my mate, and it can only stop when my mate is with me.” He firmly explained. Still finding it hard to comprehend, “So you're the reason why I was rejected in the first place? I moaned, a bit of anger laced through my voice. “That good-for-nothing boy was never your mate in the first place; you've always been mine.” He spat.

"A binding curse. Old. Deeply rooted." Marcus took a step forward. "What kind of curse?" “One that denies saying,” the witch responded. "No wolf can mark her. There is no bond that can be anchored to the full extent. Daniel tightened his hands into fists. "That's impossible." "It is rare," she corrected. "Not impossible." My voice came out small. "So... what does that mean for me?" The witch sighed. “It is that you are rejected by your body in terms of mate marks. They will always fade."

“Alpha, the Moon Goddess does not make—” “I **reject** her.” The hall fell into stunned silence. My heart stopped. Rejection. He said it so easily. So publicly. Kael’s voice rose, carrying through every corner of the packhouse. “I, Alpha Kael of Crescent Night, reject Liora as my mate.” The bond snapped violently inside my chest. Pain exploded through me. I gasped, collapsing to my knees as the force ripped through my body like lightning. Wolves around me stepped back quickly, afraid to touch the aftermath of an Alpha’s rejection.

A warm home with my mates. And then, I was lost. I saw my mother's face appearing dimly before me. I realized I had drifted back to a moment in the past. I was lying on her lap, listening to her warnings. “As soon as your mates appear, the curse will activate. If you bound with them, you will have to make them suffer, or you will die.” “Do I have to make them suffer, or kill them, Mother?” “You must make them suffer; death is just a natural consequence of that,” my mother whispered. “Do not try to evade the curse, or everyone in Mystic Vale will face the consequences.”

I want to everything about her to myself, this is the woman that I have dedicated my heart to be with no matter the circumstance that comes our way and this woman have agreed to be with me regardless of whoever that shows up in our lives to claim whosoever they think that they are. Our story of love and passion goes in a way that I feel nothing that can break our bond. Thinking of a bond, I think about marking her as my mate. What will the consequences of the action be? Storman, what should I do about marking Isabel as my mate? You are clearly having the moment of your life and you bother to ask me that question? Storman grunts. Can we keep sarcasm out of the context and just answer my quest

I don't want Victoria as my mate and the Luna of my pack. She is worthless. She is also useless. She can't do or add any contribution to the pack. She doesn't have anything to pack. She doesn't have her wolf to even protect her. She is a pathetic example of a piece of thrash. I wonder why the moon goddess is my mate. I really curse myself, same with the moon goddess for making her my mate. I really regret that she is ever my mate, though she is still my mate. I'm yet to reject her, and she is nowhere to be found. She is finding somewhere, but I'm very sure and certain that I would get her by force. I know she can run, but she can't hide from me forever. She is still going to fall beneath my

"What happens if the mating ceremony fails between the blood mates?" My father had met my eyes with grave seriousness. "The rejected mate dies." The word hit me like a physical blow. "That is the danger of a blood mark," he had continued. "Unlike a standard rejection, where you can heal and move on, a blood mark rejection is fatal. ...Why are you asking me all this, Aiden?" He had eyed me with sudden suspicion. "I... I just came across it in an old textbook," I had lied smoothly. "It didn't explain much, so I was curious."