Second Chance Mate Novels & Stories

Suddenly, in a whisper as soft as a breath, she said, "Mate..." The word hit me very hard. Could he really be my mate? Was it possible to have another mate besides the man who had abandoned me? Was he my second chance mate? I had heard that some people were lucky enough to find such a thing, but I never thought it would happen to me. Now, it seemed the moon goddess had decided to toy with my fate, and I was left battling with this new, shocking twist in my life.

‘Mate’ she whispered before whimpering once more. I felt my heart rate pick up immediately as she said that. Surely not? To be fated a mate was a blessing, but to be given a second chance mate was pretty rare. Surely not both of us? I would have taken him as a chosen mate anyway had he wanted me. But a second chance fated mate? My heart felt like it was going to leap from my chest! I was so happy, while confused, and anxious all at the same time! Such a mixture of emotions...

“It seems I’m your second chance mate Giselle “ he calmly said “Second chance mate? What does that mean? Please explain “ He looked at me like I’ve lost my mind for asking such a question, but I can’t be blamed since I wasn’t a wolf my parents didn’t brother educating me about the wolf culture and stuffs, I just knew bits about it from people around me. “ A second chance mate is basically just your second love. Once your first mate doesn’t work out or dies the moon goddess grants us a second chance mate. Do you understand “ It finally clicked to me, Raven and I mati

This was impossible, but I knew the feeling deep in my bones. The feeling of being bestowed a second chance mate. With confusion swirling in our eyes, our wolves spoke through our lips at the same time. "Mate." Mate." How could this be? For two years on each mating season I was never bestowed a second chance mate. But now two years later, the girl who once rejected me as a chosen is now my fated second chance mate?

This couldn’t be happening. My second chance, my true mate, my actual mate, was Ryn. But he was mated to another girl. Which meant I was his true mate, his second chance. But only if the same thing happened with his first mate. She would have to reject him. Or he her.

She felt so angry. Cory’s deep blue eyes went dark, “Even if she disagreed, you are still my mate, L. Forget about the rejection. Whether you accept or not, I will never allow you to have a second chance mate.”

The ecstasy of finding a mate. My second chance mate is here? In this very bar that I am in? Oh my goddess, oh my!. The moon goddess has granted me another mate, a second chance mate to replace the one that rejected me seven years ago. Tears fill my eyes and I don’t know what feeling to expect, gladness or disappointment? Where is he? Where is the mate that the moon goddess has given me? Anticipation guts me as I stare around the whole room eagerly, that moment, Kai steps into the room. Our eyes meet and my body sparks with that same force from earlier.

“So it is true. The rumors are true. It is possible for one person to have two different mates, which means I can have my second chance out there that I can be with.” But I shook my head. “It’s not as easy as that. You need to be rejected by your first chance mate, and the pain needs to be so severe that at some point you’d want die. It will be like the moon goddess is having pity on you and deciding to end your suffering by giving you someone else to rely on.” “So what do I do? How do I get my second chance mate? Do I force him to reject me in a humiliating way so I can be free?”

I needed to know how real this could be right now. "Well, on rare occasions, I learnt of something called a second chance mate." He said to me. "A second chance mate?" I muttered. "Yes. Very rare occasions. Usually happens with werewolves whose mates rejected them. Perhaps, because you rejected her, the moon goddess has reassigned her. But that shouldn't bother you right, you never wanted her." He said to me, "Huh?" I muttered.

It only occurred to me that since I’d traveled many miles and across several countries away from my mate, it was unlikely that I feel the mate bond especially since he didn’t mark me yet. I felt a pinch of happiness knowing I’d never feel that pain again, but my happiness lasted a little over a second. Whether I felt the pain or not, I was still bound to him. I was still his mate. And until he marked another, I’d never get a second chance. Who was I kidding? I didn’t deserve a second chance with anyone. Second chances are very rare, and I have only seen it happen for one person in my life time. A traitor like me didn’t deserve a second chance.