Rejected By My Mate Claimed By Lycan Quadruplets Novels & Stories

' One of them spouts, and I feel him grow tense as he answers, 'I claim this female, Dakota, as my chosen mate. 'Dakota, do you understand that once Alpha Denver mates with you, it will make you his mate forever?' I dig deep, fighting the drug inside me, shaking my head. 'No, no, I do not accept this. I am already mated to Alpha Kaiden, and you should know that I am a Lycan, and if you dare to violate me in this way, you will forfeit your life.'

Lucan replied, staring at me as if he believed they could do that too. Aren't werewolves supposed to be possessive of their mates? My father would beat anyone who dared to make eye contact with Eve even once. But Lucan was handling it surprisingly well. “I do not accept you as my mate,” I told him plainly before turning to face High Chancellor Veylor, Corin, Dominic, and then Eryx, the vampire. “I appreciate the “lustbombing” but uhmm…” I cleared my throat and shook my head. “I don’t want to be claimed by any of you. I know someone else will jump on the offer but I just want to survive here in Blackcroft.”

Alpha Thorne demands, looking genuinely shellshocked. "Isn't it obvious?" Lord Grayson Vance says, gesturing toward me. "He was attempting to mark a lycan. Forcibly trying to claim someone who was never his to claim." His words only deepen the confusion, shock rippling across every face in the crowd. "That's impossible!" Beta Jackson Hayes exclaims, shooting to his feet. "She's human. I should know. She's, she's my niece." "Enough!" Julian growls, unfolding himself from his chair entirely. Clearly at the absolute end of his patience. "She's mine!" he says, closing the distance between us with the fluid grace of a predator. "Your idiot former Alpha was trying to claim my mate. My princess."

I didn't care about anything except the invisible line ahead of me, the one that marked the edge of Nightshade territory. Five. Six. Seven. If I crossed it, I would be free. Not safe. Never safe. But free. No one could legally retrieve me from unclaimed wilderness. The pack laws were old and strict, and even Dr. Crane couldn't violate them without consequence. Eight. Nine. My arms gave out. I collapsed face-first into the dirt, my cheek pressed against something sharp and cold. A rock. I should move. I should get up. But my body refused. "You're pathetic," I muttered into the dirt. "You survived the end of the world and you can't even crawl a mile?"

I asked. “Close enough to trip the outer sensors,” Nathan said. “Not close enough to breach anything. Yet. That word matters.” “Who are they?” “Two unaffiliated wolves, based on the readings. Rogue, probably. The third is harder to place. Could be scouting for a pack. Could be someone working alone who heard the same rumor everyone else has heard.” “What rumor?” “That something happened to a rejected mate that shouldn’t have been possible,” Neil said. “That’s all it takes. Nobody needs the full story to want a piece of it.”

"When the bond works properly, two souls strengthen each other." "And when it doesn't?" Lucian looked at Zara. "The damage isn't always visible." Her chest tightened, she already knew where this was going. "The six rejections..." He nodded slowly. "They shouldn't have happened." "I know." "No, you don't understand." Lucian's voice became serious, he turned to another page. "It says a wolf can survive one rejected mate." Zara swallowed. "Sometimes two." Her breathing became uneven. "But never six." The room became deathly quiet.

Then I smelled my mate, and when I looked at the door, she was standing there with the others. "Your mate has been rejected! How much better could she be than me?" Lica shouted, not knowing that Cindy was there to hear everything she was saying. "She's a bitch, just like Sheena, who whores around. Is that what the royal Lycans wanted? "Women that have been passed on to different men?" she asked. I was furious, but I couldn't help a smirk leave my lips because I already saw what would happen to her.

Mom's voice was filled with unhappiness when she scolded me and it made me lower my head in shame. "I'm sorry," I replied feeling ashamed about my decision also. As if Father had just understood what I just said, he asked with furrowed brows, "What do you mean mate?" "Yes, I have a mate who rejected me." I nodded and replied with honesty that made my father's frown deepen. "That's rare. Lycans don't have mates. We choose our mates ourselves." Mother explained. "But what about Maverick? Can you explain more about the Lycan's mates to me, please?" I asked due to curiosity.

He was even arguing with me about what was mine. I wanted him to die. I wanted him to pay with his life. I wanted him to know the consequence of wanting to snatch my mate away from me. I was trying to resist him and give him the chance to say whatever he wanted to say to my mate, but he kept rejecting my kind offer. That bastard! I lost it and let my Lycan take control when he mumbled that he was my mate’s boyfriend, and everyone in school knew they were a couple. I wanted to kill him, to shed his body into pieces, but my mate stopped me. She screamed, and I immediately stopped what I was doing, but I made sure I slammed him hard on the floor, causing all of his bones to break off.

"I, Aria Celestine Malfold, accept your rejection, James Hutson as your mate." He grinned when I said that. He let go of my jaw and walked back to Karen. "Stella's earrings are in the drawer. Take them and you can leave,” he said as if nothing happened. I immediately looked for the earnings and quickly left the place. Werewolves only have one mate, once you reject or accept the rejection. You'll be mate less for the rest of your life. That’s what I know, but what I didn’t know at that time was that didn’t work for the Lycans.