Rejected Mates Books Novels & Stories

I looked up at him, only to catch him looking at me. I didn’t know how to react to that. Martina noticed it too, and a flicker of irritation crossed her face before she spoke again. “Well,” she said lightly, “perhaps the lady herself would like to explain.” Her eyes glittered as she continued. “After all, it’s not every day a rejected woman manages to attach herself to another Alpha so quickly.” Gasps erupted through the hall. My chest tightened. Rejected? No it was I who rejected him. The impact of those words still didn’t soften despite my thoughts.

“You are my mate by right of conquest and by the laws of Ahya. If you gave me what was mine, I wouldn't need to find release with a woman who is merely a shadow of you.” “Your mate?” Kari laughed, and it was the most insulting thing I’d ever heard, coupled with the frosty look she gave me. “You rejected and humiliated me by picking her over me, I moved on and found love again,” she pointed an accusing finger in my face. “Then you incapacitated and dragged me unconsciously from Silvermoon, slaughtered my kin in your bid to drag me to to your city. Was it all just to embarrass yourself with my sister whom you decided you no longer wanted?”

She said, looking at my distraught face. I looked shocked at first, then laughed, “No. You won’t need to kill him and yes, it is about Lucas. I don’t know what is wrong with me. I want and need him so badly, but I am still upset with him.” “That would be the mate bond. No one has rejected the other and it will only grow stronger. The mate bond is designed to bring two souls together as one. You and Lucas will keep burning with desire if you don’t complete the mating soon.” she answered with what I am sure Drake’s mom, Sarah, had taught her. Lari told me she had been learning a lot from her.

I asked them and everyone shook their heads except for Missy who was giving me the death glare. “I have a question Alpha, you mentioned Lena, your mate that you rejected, what does she have to do with all of this?” She asked me, you see after I rejected Lena, everyone thought that I would make Missy my new mate because she is the strongest female shifter in the pack, but I never saw her that way and it pissed her off.

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VANESSA BLACK DEVIL PACK. *TWO DAYS LATER* It's been two days since I made my escape to the black devil pack. I heard that the alpha of the pack is rumored to be ruthless and would kill any intruders, I was skeptical that he would even let me live but rather he gave me the role of a maid instead. My life just can't get any worse. I was a maid back in the Silver wolves pack and now I'm still a maid here, it's like I have people chasing me or something. My life was so pathetic that I felt like writing about it.

My voice came out low but heavy. Selene laughed, a cruel, sharp sound. “Then what is she, Axel? Tell me.” My wolf roared inside me before I even realized what I was saying. “She’s my mate!” The words echoed through the entire pack house. Everything went quiet. Selene’s smile vanished. Her face went pale. “She’s what?” she whispered. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. The truth spilled out like blood from an open wound. “She’s my mate — the one I rejected, the one I punished, the one I hurt!”

I needed answers. Five books in, I found several references to mate rejections in a psychology textbook. They mostly described the reasoning behind rejections, which I didn’t want to read about. I knew all too well why Kael had rejected me. But there were a few useful pieces of information: apparently, fated mate rejections were known to leave long-lasting psychological scars on top of their physical impacts. “Oh, great,” I muttered. “More trauma. Just what I needed.”

"That's... unusual." "So I've been told." He studied me for a moment before disappearing into the shelves. When he returned, he carried three thick books. The oldest looked as though it might fall apart if opened too quickly. He handled it with remarkable care. "Rejected mate bonds are rare." "I know." "Successful rejections are even rarer." I looked up. "What do you mean?" He opened the fragile book. "Wolves speak of rejection as though it's simple." "It isn't?" "No."

Elara looked away, “then why are you here.” “To be kind,” Aven said. The word landed wrong. “Elara,” she went on, her voice softening, you must understand how confusing this has been for everyone, for Rowen especially. He has waited years for a mate, years. When the Moon finally revealed one, and it was you…, She paused, as if searching for the right word. “It was difficult.” Elara’s hands curled into fists. “He rejected me,” she said. “Publicly.” “Yes,” Aven agreed. “And that was necessary.” Elara snapped her gaze back to her. “Necessary for who.”