Novel & Cerita Marked By Rejection: The Curse Of Her Mates

I'm gonna murder whoever it is,' Curtis complained. 'But I can't sense her anymore. Why is that? I feel a void so deep and dark. What is happening to me?' 'It's because whoever was fucking her, marked her as well. Our mate is marked and mated to another.' 'Then how will we get her back?' Cory panicked. 'I need Jessica. I love her.' 'Calm down. First, we must get better, then we find that bastard and kill him. After, we will reunite with our mate so we can finally reclaim what's rightfully ours,' Curtis grunted.

I wouldn't even stay in the room for discussions like this. "You're supposed to doubt me. At least, that makes you stay on the safe side," he said, heaving a deep sigh. "I didn't kill them, little Camilla. They died from the mate mark. It was too strong for them, and that's why I have refused to mark you ever since, because you are different!" I scoffed. "Why do you think that I am different from them? Am I prettier, livelier, more available, or more subservient, or even more fruitful than they were? I realized Amelia wasn't able to conceive, so I think that's why—"

To cling to him the way I've clung to the scraps of our marriage for three years. "I accept it gladly." I let the words hang in the air between us. "Because you were never worthy of being my mate." The pack gasps. Collective. Shocked. Sharp intakes of breath that sound like wind through trees. Defiance in a rejection ritual is unheard of. The rejected mate is supposed to submit. To accept their shame with grace. To disappear quietly into exile. I'm not disappearing quietly into anything. Elder Silas stands. His face is red. Angry. "Girl, you will show respect..."

“the curse continues adapting.” “What does that mean?” I inquired, glancing at Rodney. “It means,” Elder Mara replied , “the curse is no longer satisfied with simple physical warmth.” My brows rose. “I don’t understand.” After a moment’s hesitation, Healer Joshua finally pointed to symbols drawn across the old parchment. “The curse formed during a rejected mate transition. The Moon Omega bond failed which created some spiritual damage during the attempted mating process.” He glanced at Rodney. “The curse attached itself to the Alpha’s bonding instincts.”

“The progression differs among the cursed. Some experience pain. Others experience weakness, fever, bleeding, or sudden changes in the markings. The appearance of blood should be regarded as a significant progression of the curse. Meaning the individual doesn’t have much time left. Maybe a month at best.” My stomach twisted. I thought about the blood I’d seen on Angela’s neck. I turned another page. The handwriting continued. “A destined mate may slow the progression of the curse, but a mark alone does not constitute completion of the bond.” I sat back. I read the sentence again. Then again. My pulse quickened. I turned the page. There was another entry. “Many have mistaken the presence of a

Without me, he would never have found you. Without me— You would belong to no one. My entire body trembles. “No. I belong to myself.” The shadows recoil as if struck. Silence. Then the curse’s voice deepens into something cold and ancient enough to carve mountains: You belong to what brought you back. You belong to what marked you first. My hand flies to my chest. To the mate mark that has burned for days. It flares now. Bright. White-hot. Alive. I scream as pain explodes through me—fire racing up my spine, slicing through my nerves, shattering my breath.

she asked and i nodded my head in response. "Well, I lied. “she blunted shrugging her shoulders. "What? ,what do you mean by well you lied."I asked in frustration hoping she was joking or something. "What I meant is ,yes the book has answers but not to impossible questions. What I'm trying to say is this ,you can never get rid of the curse without your mates mating and then subsequently, marking you." "So what you are trying to tell me his that I wasted my time traveling all the way here and now there's no fucking hope for me ,just great. "I said brushing my palms together to cool my anger.

But her next words shocked eveey soul present their, " I curse u ,Elis Rosewood .I ,the rejected mate of Dian ' Julie Adams ' curses you. You would suffer the same wound as mine. You would never be able to love , your mate. As I never got , mine . Only because of u and ur acts. " And she fainted causing pin drop silence in whole palace. The cry of werewolves were heard indicating the dark phase arrival. Elis , who listened every thing , took a step back . Never had she thought , she would be punished for the mistake ,she never did.

She didn't know why her parents would place such a curse on her. ‘What were they hiding from me, why would they do that?’ she thought, turning to her side she saw the two fast asleep. She was tempted to lift her bed and bring out the book. She followed her heart, placing the bed gently back on the floor, she sat down on the floor beside it. She opened the page of the ‘mate curse’ ‘this curse is placed by a sorcerer to separate two mates, It comes in pairs: the death mark and the life mark.

He had made sure to make her feel hollow in his absence. In other circumstances, she would have called those moments of last night between them beautiful and celestial but she knew they were not because it was not love ... .not at all. It was just a lust to survive and end that pain which her rejection had brought to both of them. Her heart clenched in pure terror when she recalled how badly her plan to escape from him had backfired on her. She tried to reject him so he could let her go but instead, it broke all kinds of barriers between them. Her rejection led them to the path of mating. Now how would she be able to stop him from marking her? He had already mated with her and now remained j