The Lycan S Rejected Mate Novels & Stories

“Y-You haven’t met someone else?” Zack smiled at me, but it didn’t reach his eyes, “Lycans can only have one mate in their entire life, while werewolves can meet another one. And you happen to reject me, remember that?” I didn’t answer him. “It must be easy for you because you’re a she-wolf and you removed your connection to me when you rejected me, but I guess you haven’t heard the real effect of it on the one who got rejected?” I creased my forehead because I couldn’t understand whatever he was talking about. My lack of knowledge is slapping me once again.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 2) The mate bond: In the Lycan//werewolf world, mates are for life. Each and everyone has a mate (a destined soulmate). A Lycan//werewolf might find its mate when he turns 16 years old. If not, it may take him forever. But whenever a Lycan//werewolf finds its own mate, they fall instantly, both in love. Rejecting your mate means rejecting your destiny, and as a result, it causes eternal misery for both males and females. A mate can be a werewolf, a Lycan, or a human. Accepting a mate's pull can be only by:

My words trail off. She nods wordlessly Seeing her countenance, I quickly add "There's one thing you should know. As powerful as Lycans are, especially female Lycans. They have who they submit to. Who can calm their rage when they're going out of control. That person is their one true mate. You need to understand and accept the fact that what happened was an accident. As great as your powers are, the only person you're not powerful enough to hurt or kill is me, your one true mate. So stop beating yourself up!

He drops on his knees before the livid Aerol’s Lycan. “Aerol, Babe, please,” he pleads, desperation evident in his voice. The chickens have come home to roost. “No! I Aerol of Golden and Ruber packs, reject you Alloy of Lily pack as my mate!” This is a mess. Aerol is a Lycan, she is not likely to live without her mate. She said this a while ago and we did not take it too seriously. We had all hoped that Orlaith will be the one mated to Alloy.

When I woke up I found myself in my room, by my side standing both Elijah and Liam. Liam's point of view: When I woke up this morning I felt that My Lycan was restless, not that we weren't at this period. But today we were more than normal. Things are suck for us, we lost our mate … I mean last time we saw her she rejected us, but we did reject the rejection.

"No. He was forced to go back, even without a mate, in his Lycan form for a century, because we are at the edge of extinction. We needed him again to protect us. He is the most unselfish man I have ever known. Despite you being fated to him, if you so choose not to accept him, he will respect that. That much I know about him, my child." "I..don't know what to say." She whispered. Her beautiful soft brown orbs filled with tears. "It's okay. I understand. And he will understand." She cupped her daughter's cheek. "One of his sacred rules is to always protect one's mate, no matter the consequences." "I will think about it, mom. I promise." She was strong as any warrior. Her word was the law unto

She stood with her head down, even though my imposing aura didn't have an effect on her. "What's your name?" I asked with a hoarse voice. The rowdy room immediately turned into a graveyard. Even a pindrop can be heard. "Arya Scotler," she managed to mutter in between her cracked voice. "I, Alpha Damian Thrones, the Alpha of the Ember Moon Pack, reject you, Arya Scotler, as my mate." "I accept your rejection." Her voice came like a tremulous wave before she ran off. Something inside of me was hurting. I hope I won't regret this.

And the lycans who could create such bonds were the Alpha, Beta and Gamma. “But the game is not over yet,” Leticia said as she realized something. “If the lycan marked his mate then he did so without her permission.” “Which means, the protector is going to die eventually,” the person completed Leticia’s words. Cornelius however rolled his eyes at the two's stupidity . “You two seem to forget that she isn’t an ordinary human neither is she an ordinary protector,” he pointed out. “This means that the rules won’t apply to her the same way,” he said and Leticia cursed in anger as Cornelius was right.

“Is that an option?” He barks a laugh. “Not unless all you want is an infection and a very awkward fever dream.” “I’m serious.” “So am I. Lycanthropy isn’t contagious. You’re born with it or you’re not. It’s in the genes. Biting you would just hurt.” “Right. Of course.” I try to laugh it off, but I don’t quite manage. Arlo tilts his head. “Are you really that worried about this? What does Scarlett say?”

“But don’t think it’s because of you. If I let this happen, if you die because of me… they will hunt me. They will destroy me. And I want to survive, Dmitry.” She saw something break in his eyes. But she also felt a shadow move. The Lycan. Even without hearing it, she knew it was there, growling under his skin. “So you’re going to accept it?” he asked in a whisper that seemed to contain a hurricane. Susan nodded. Heart racing. Breath caught. “I will. But don’t fool yourself. It’s only this for now. Survival. If you want more than that… you’ll have to prove to me that it’s not just desire. It’s not just instinct.”