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Becca felt her chest tighten at the mention of Emma’s father, and even though she tried to keep her expression neutral, something must have shown on her face because Dan spoke again. “It’s because of him, isn’t it? You’re still in love with him after all these years. That’s why you don’t want to commit to me. Becca, he’s gone. You need to live your life again. Maybe you’re not in love with me as much as I am with you, but I know you feel something, no matter how small, for me. Just give us a chance, please. Ah, damn! I promised I wouldn’t do that any longer. I’m sorry, Becca.” He finished, running a hand wearily over his hair and going to stare out the window.

I knew what was happening: the demon power that had possessed me was giving me a new body, a vessel forged from the darkest depths of the netherworld. As these changes unfolded, memories flooded back with a searing clarity. The betrayal was the sharpest of all. Amanda, with her honeyed words and false promises, had lured me into a trap. Her pack, loyal to her deceitful cause, had torn me apart without hesitation. I had been naive, foolishly believing in their camaraderie. The realization of their treachery had been my last conscious thought before succumbing to the abyss. But now, as my new body took shape, fueled by the unholy power coursing through me, I felt a resurgence of purpose. This

“You don’t get to say that. Not after I pulled your body from that ocean lungs filled with water, heart barely beating. You don’t get to pretend you’d rather die when your wolf—your wolf—is still clawing at the edge of your soul, begging you to live.” Her lips parted and tears started to form in her eyes. “You may not want to be in your situation but maybe there are a lot out there waiting to have someone like you for second chances. You may think you're beneath because you were cheated on and rejected. Fine. But everyone deserves second chances. Don’t you dare lie to yourself and say death is a better option.” That made her cry. Hard. Tears welled in her eyes, but she clenched her jaw.

Why would the Moon Goddess give this wicked Alpha King as my second chance mate? How worse can my life get? "I, Alpha King Lucien Bloodmoon of Raventhorn Pack reject you, Nyra Moonfang of Crimson Hollow Pack as my second chance mate!" He cut my thoughts short, breaking into my mind again and his words? They sent the rest of hope whirling in me, crushing me. Pain stabs through my chest, his rejection hits slices deeper than the last. I never had the idea that I'd be getting a second chance mate and worse, being rejected twice now.

You reject her I will make your life a living hell! I thought I thought I told you to shut it mutt. Besides, everyone gets a second chance. Second Chances are rare, even rarer if you rejected your mate out of greed so don’t stand here lying to me, I’m closer to the Moon Goddess than you’ll ever be.

People are rarely rejected because we all know how precious the gift of a mate is. I look up her with tears pricking at my eyes from both the immense amount of pain and the thought that I'll never get another chance at a mate. Second chance mates are extremely rare so I will have to go through the rest of my life never feeling the love of a mate. "I, Allistar Macken, accept your rejection." I barely make the words out throuhg gritted teeth.

And that’s when I realized… “So, y-you mean…,” I stuttered, feeling myself shift uncomfortably on the bed. “I’m-I’m your second chance mate?” He glanced at me shortly, and the look in his eyes shattered my heart. But nonetheless, he nodded and just like that, it felt like someone poured a bucket of ice water over me. My heart was clenching and an unfamiliar pain shot through my body. I wanted to laugh at the bitter truth of it all. Of course, I was someone’s second choice! Even fate knew that I wasn’t first prize! I was in the discount bin! Something a poor rejected idiot could get if his true mate rejected him!

Others seemed almost disappointed that their Alpha had been saddled with such an unworthy mate. "The rejection ritual requires the rejected mate to accept the severing," Elder Mara explained, her voice carrying to every corner of the hall. "Only then can the bond be fully broken." I stared at Kael, searching his face for any sign of the man who had saved me from Tessa's cruelty just days ago. But that man was gone, replaced by this cold stranger who looked at me like I was something disgusting he'd found on the bottom of his boot. "You will accept my rejection," he said. It wasn't a question.

“I remember now. I remember everything—the summer we spent together.” Back then, we had clung to each other for warmth, drawing comfort from one another. Without realizing it, I had fallen in love with that boy. Caspian kissed me softly, reverently, as if making a vow. “Elysia,” he whispered, “stay with me for the rest of your life.” My eyes burned with tears as every last wall I had built finally collapsed. “Okay,” I replied. “I’ll stay with you. Forever.” Thank the heavens that I was given a second chance at life, so I wouldn’t miss the one I loved again.

I said and we both bursted out laughing. "Thanks for sharing your innermost secret with me. I hope you will give your heart a chance once more. The goddess might be pleased and give you a second chance." Chester replied. "I doubt that, my friend. Even if I was given a second chance, I don't know if my heart would be willing to love again." "You wouldn't know if you don't try right? Just give it a try if the chance comes. I believe even Erika would want that from you."