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She had asked how marriages worked out in Lycaronia and I was glad to tell her. "Well, there was a time in Lycanronia when mates and mate bonds were cherished above all else." She looked at me with genuine curiosity, "Mates and mate bonds? What are those?" I took a bite into one of her fruits— she had called it an apple, "In my world, Lycans are bound by something we call a mate bond. It's a deep, unbreakable connection between two souls. When two Lycans find their mates, they become inseparable, sharing a love and bond that transcends time."

I might be mad at everyone but my baby is the most innocent. I waited for her to bring the food while trying to take my mind off Damien. I can't stop thinking about that jerk no matter how I try. Maybe because I'm used to the way he treats me and then I thought he might actually want me. It turns out I was just fooling myself. I meant nothing to him and the truth I didn't want to face was clear: I was just a replacement for his first love because he couldn't forget her. Being his mate was just a bonus. I'm a Lycan, I can never be anyone's substitute.

When her brilliant brown eyes met mine again, the fire turned to ice. "I, Leora Alameda, accept your rejection, and I reject you, Bryan Atwood, as my fated mate and alpha." Pain seared through my chest at her rejection, and I roared as I felt the bond snap. The beast inside me snarled as he pushed against the wall, slamming into it with a new level of strength to break it down and reach his mate. My vision blurred as the pain continued, and I braced myself on my desk to keep from shifting. My lycan had to acknowledge that the bond was broken.

She felt the head hit the back of her throat but didn’t stop; it only made her wetter, the gagging sounds reverberating through the room. Alexei brought his hand to her hair, gripping the strands as he watched. “That’s it…” he groaned. “That’s it, solnyshko. Look at me. I want to see those eyes while you suck me.” She raised her eyes, and what she saw made her shiver. His pupils were dilated, his irises sparking with golden flashes. The Lycan was at the surface. Teeth clenched, his expression somewhere between ecstasy and agony. “She is ours.” The mental voice came more animalistic, more possessive. “Our mate. Our mouth. Our gagging sounds.”

I breathe, looking at the mate who rejected me more than two years ago. Stefan was my first mate, I was ecstatic when we found each other but he had other plans for me. He slept with me and then rejected me like I was no one. He left the city to pursue his music career but failed. I grabbed my purse and rushed for the door but I couldn't reach it when he grabbed my wrist and spun me to him, I expected to feel the sparks I once did for him but his touch was cold. I looked into his brown eyes that I once loved with everything in me and then to the face I thought was most handsome, it wasn't anymore, he was just an average Lycan.

"You've got to understand some thing, Emma, Diego might be tough and so difficult to understand, but trust me, he is ten times softer than you can ever imagine. Right now, he's only scared that fate must have made a mistake. All he wants is a woman who can understand him, not just as the Lycan king he is, but as a human who wants to be freed. He is scared you might not love him the way he wants you to. He wants a mate who will love him for who and what he is. Some one able to stand by his side, to defend his pack even when he isn't home. I believe that's his fear, and that is why he has refused to accept his fate with you. Now, it's up to you whether or not to love him or to hate him. To pro

Buried beneath Neal’s claim, and the moment she rejected him… It awakened, a mate bond so sweet. My chest tightened as the new connection pulsed once beneath my skin. Stronger. Clearer. Alive. And through it I felt her. Faint. Weak. But there. My lycan roared to life inside me. “She’s calling me.” Russ stared. “Aleric…” But I was already moving. Every instinct in my body had locked onto the direction the bond pulled me toward like a compass finding true north. My vision darkened with fury. “He has my mate,” I growled. Russ’s expression hardened instantly.

The room erupted in chaos as the other lycans rose to their feet, their faces contorted in anger and confusion. I knelt before him, hands clasped in a desperate plea. “Forgive me, sire. It’s my fault. I’ll instantly reject you. I, Tara Morgan, slave of Alpha King Ethan, hereby reject you, Supreme Alpha King Ethan, as my mate—” Before I could finish, a forceful hand slammed against my cheek, leaving my head spinning, ears ringing, and vision blurred. Ethan struck me. “How dare you reject me, you foolish creature!” he growled. Another stinging slap landed on my face, forcing me onto the hard stone floor. “How does a lowly nobody like you dare to reject me?!”

It was as if our souls recognized each other, longing to merge into one. As silence enveloped us, I struggled to comprehend the enormity of his words. Mate. The word held a weight I couldn't ignore. I knew that accepting this bond would plunge me into a world of uncertainty and danger, but I couldn't deny the magnetic pull between us. In that moment, I surrendered to the unspoken promise and the unbreakable bond that united us. I knew that my life would never be the same again. The Lycan King sees me as his mate, remaining to claim me. And I would embrace the destiny that awaited us, braving the challenges and embracing the passion that came with our connection.

“He’s a man who would bury himself deep within his own aching heart just to protect those around him.” Lylah’s eyes squinted. “What do you mean?” “I heard that many years ago, during the Mask Ceremony, Lord Lucas’s mate rejected him for a Southern noble Lycan. She claimed Lord Lucas wasn’t enough.” Lylah’s lips parted in disbelief. “Is she insane? I knew it. Mating bonds suck.” “I heard she’s a dark-skinned female Lycan, one of the most beautiful women in the realm.” Lylah scoffed and mumbled under her breath, “Beauty, my ass.”