Novel & Cerita Reject After Pregnant For My Lycan Mate

“Lycan males immediately notice the change in the scent of their mate. They notice the change in other females’ scent only after about two to three weeks. How long has it been since the two of you had sex?” “About three weeks,” Savannah said, making me furrow my eyebrows. That could work. We only needed him to believe her for a second. I knew my son. He would take responsibility and he would take Savannah as his chosen mate. “That could work,” I said, smirking. “You need to tell him that you are pregnant. He will take you as his mate immediately.” Savannah furrowed her eyebrows. “He will know that I am not,” she said. “There won’t be any change in my scent.”

I thought as I gulped in fear as he stared at me. He glared angrily at me and he looked like he wanted to devour me at that moment. "Ly..Lycan.." I managed to say as I brought down my eyes in fear. I didn't hear anything else as I looked up to see he was gone. "How can he be my mate?" I asked myself. I turned to see the peering eyes of people on me. "Someone who killed my entire family.." I thought as tears rolled down my cheeks. It was as if my heart was pricked by a needle. Why does the mood goddess hate me so much? First she let all my family die in the hands of that ruthless Lycan king and now she made that same Lycan king my mate.

I mustered the courage to say, my voice shaky but defiant. Alpha Denzer stepped closer, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made me shiver. "Oh, my dear Luna, you should know by now that you can't escape me. You shouldn't even think about leaving my side ever again," he said, his words dripping with possessiveness. "You're not my mate! My husband is Xavier, the Lycan King!" I retorted, my desperation and anger taking over. He smirked, his confidence unshaken. "There's no going back to that Lycan King, my Luna. You're mine, and I won't let you go," he said, his tone final.

I roll us both over so I hold her close on my back. Her head was resting in the crook of my neck, and I hoped she was taking some calming breaths. “So I had such a hard time believing that Elsa was pregnant because we aren’t mates. When two Lycan forms either a true mate bond or partial mate bond, usually to keep the species fertile, heat and knotting come with that bond.” “How was I born then? Do you think my father gave my mother a false heat?” I could feel her panic, probably thinking, what if he had done the same thing with her and Reid?

I don’t want him to give up on a destined mate just because I got pregnant. “I feel it.” The words are shocking. “But I’m not sure. It could be because I could feel your strength that first night, or it could be because you are pregnant. We will never know because we didn’t really meet under normal circumstances.” He sighs as we make our way to our floor. “I wouldn’t worry too much about it.” He smiles as we sit down, and he hands me the book about Lycans. We spend the next hour working through some of the information and some of it seems familiar, but not everything.

I took a step closer and my voice trembled as I spoke to him. “This bond isn’t something you can just walk away from, Jeremy. It’s real. We’re—” I was saying but he cut me right off, as usual. “I reject you.” he said all of a sudden. The words came out harsh and final and they slammed into me like a punch to the gut. I froze and my breath caught in my throat while I felt my heart shatter into tiny pieces in my chest. What? “I, Jeremy Rock, Alpha of the Rock River pack, reject you Aiana Steel, as my mate,” he repeated, his eyes were cold and distant. “We’re done here.” he said.

I could see the pain and hurt swirling in her eyes and wanted to speak but couldn't. After she said those awful things my heart shattered. “This is bullshit, I cannot wed Justine and make her my queen,” I think to my Lycan. Justine told me not to cry as I glared at her. All I felt was the pain of my real mate as she shouted out in despair in the neighboring bedroom. “The effects will wear off in a few days, but it may take longer for you to recover completely. Also, just so you know, I am pregnant,” she laughed maniacally as she grabbed her discarded clothing and left me lying there bare.

Stupid Vampire Siren thing! "I heard that." He wagged his eyebrows at me again. "And it's just Vampire Siren, no thing is needed at the end." "I'll call you what I want. Go away now!" I tried rolling to my side, but my baby mountain barely let me get up. He chuckled at me and stood. "You are the most particular creature I ever met. It's so intriguing." "What is wrong with you? I'm pregnant as a cow, pissed beyond words, just survived a rejection to a powerful Lycan, and you're hitting on me? Go away!"

Looking at her, taking in every motion, noticing the beads of sweat trickle down her forehead to the tip of her nose, from her nose it forms into a droplet of sweat, then collides with the hardwood floor. “Mate” Fenrir states again, the second time in my head. “NO” I said, snapping myself back into reality. How could the moon goddess give me such a fated mate. Slamming the door shut I quickly begin my descension down the staircase. Fenrir pushing me to go back to her, overjoyed with the scent of his mate; I can’t blame him. Part of being lycan is accepting the fact that part of you is primal. Something you can’t control, but someone you can always count on. How can we smell our mate, and we

Dante sighed and went to sit next to her on the bed, 'Venus, despite the fact that you have alpha blood running in you doesn't make you strong enough in regards to carrying my pup, I am a Lycan, a full lycan, not one part of me is a werewolf, a Lycan pregnancy is very different, its very painful and the mother has to be a lycan to be able to withstand and birth a healthy lycan pup, in this regard you cannot give birth Venus, I'm sorry, I can't stand the thought of losing my mate in the process of giving me pups, I refuse to put you through that.' 'b-but Sophia and Knox- e-even he was afraid to have pups but everything is oka-' Venus said in manic, her voice trembling as if trying to convince