Rejected By My Mate Claimed By Lycan Quadruplets Novels & Stories

“He's the Lycan. And you're… you're just a boy. You couldn't protect me then. You can't protect me now.” ​“I’m your mate!” he roared, the word a desperate, final plea. “That means something! That has to mean more than… than this!” ​“It did,” I said, and my voice went cold. I looked him dead in the eye. “But I rejected you, remember? I told you I didn't want you. I told you to leave me alone. This… this is my second chance. The Goddess gave me another mate. A better one. A stronger one.”

I asked, and she sighed. "The night of the Moon Ball, I was certain that I would not be getting a mate. My grandfather, Maurice D´Angelo, was a seer, and he made a prophecy for each one of us. Mine is called the Lonely Lycan... naturally, I thought I would never get a mate." She paused, "But after midnight, three Alphas claimed to be my mates. I felt the bond snap into place... and everything..." she sighed, "Three as in triplets..." I said, and she shook my head.

he hissed, his voice deadly low, “you don’t have a choice. You are my mate. That means you are mine.” My grip on my baby tightened, my chest heaving as I looked straight into his eyes. “If it’s only the mate bond tying me to you,” I whispered bracing myself, “then I’ll make things easy for you.” His expression flickered, confusion sparking through the rage. My breath shuddered out of me as the words fell from my lips. “I, Laila Reed, reject you, Lycan Kieran, as my mate!”

"Then what did you do?" "Wandered, mostly, for longer than I'd like to admit." A small, tired smile. "Followed rumors instead. There aren't many stories that spread faster than the Lycan King personally escorting a rejected exile out of Mooncrest territory himself. Once I heard the description — silver-black hair, golden eyes, a fresh rejection mark — I knew it had to be you. I just had to convince the border guards to actually let me in and prove I wasn't a threat." "You came all this way. Alone."

Kaedrin called calmly, and I involuntarily looked up, meeting his eyes. “I do not accept your rejection,” he said coldly. A shiver ran down my spine. My wolf felt contented, knowing our mate was not as crazy as I was doing things without thinking. “I reject your rejection, Nysera,” Vaeric said as well, frowning. I grimaced. A part of me was pissed they weren’t rejecting me. Another part was somewhat happy that they weren’t willing to let me go. My emotions were jumbled. I guess this was what I got for being mated to the infamous Lycan Kings.

A Lycan whose power and wealth made our entire pack look like a joke. The sheer jealousy was suffocating. It tore through my chest, hot and violent. Was he touching her? Was he looking at her? The thought of another male laying a single finger on her made my blood boil with a dark, territorial rage. I had rejected her, yes. I had thrown her out. But she was still mine. The Moon Mother had bound her to me, and the idea of another man claiming her drove me completely insane. "I don't care what she did," I snarled, a wave of dark possessiveness completely taking over. I turned around and slammed my fist down onto the heavy oak desk.

Those who were here were being extra cautious since I knew they could sense the type of mood I was in. "So....are you going to reject her?" My body snapped back up and I glared at him, my upper lip pulling over my teeth in a snarl. I knew my eyes were pitch black as I felt my wolf tremble in outrage inside of me. There was no way in hell that we were rejecting our mate; she was simply perfect! She was exactly what we always wanted and we weren't giving her up that easily. Anthonio didn't seem moved by my reaction, he only stared back at me, his expression calm.

I would have loved to have him as my husband any day but maybe in another life. He was also so intimidating that I didn't even want to imagine me and him in the same house as husband and wife. He was like a giant and me a normal human. He didn't say anything and I just looked at me at length as if he was contemplating something. I was waiting for him to ask me to get out of his pack and I was ready. I had embarrassed him by turning him down and he was a Lycan and if there was something those things were, it was proud.

He blamed himself for letting his emotions het the best of him and stop him from standing up for her when she needed him but it was not too late, he was going to call the elders the next morning and make his mind known to them. At daybreak, he called Reed first and told him his plan. Reed was pleased that he had changed his mind, “Good to have you back buddy. I will get the elders here at once.” When they elders had all arrived, he did not waste time before telling them his thought and as expected, they kicked against it. “That can not be possible. No Lycan can get mated to a human.” They murmured. “That will be for me to decide. None of you knew how it felt when I lost my first mate and now

He rasped. "If you're not telling me your true feelings because of the red moon and you're afraid that I might find my mate, then rest assured. I'm not going anywhere. I solely belong to you whether you want me or not," He said with sincerity. She gazed at him quietly though her heart fluttered at his words. But still, she has read how strong the mate bond was and lycans were the most strong creatures and so were their urges. They could never turn down their mate because it was too intense and they might even die if they reject one.