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“Any issue, Elder?” Mara’s lips thinned. “The Council has not approved this union. The old laws are clear: a rejected Lycan mate belongs to no one. She has a Lycan son by another. She carries your Lycan child without our sanction.” “Our Lycan daughter,” I corrected, stepping around Darius. My voice shook but I wouldn’t let it break. “She is our daughter, and she kicked during the bond. You felt it.” Every Lycan in the courtyard had felt it. The power surge. The moonlight. The proof.

A Lycan whose power and wealth made our entire pack look like a joke. The sheer jealousy was suffocating. It tore through my chest, hot and violent. Was he touching her? Was he looking at her? The thought of another male laying a single finger on her made my blood boil with a dark, territorial rage. I had rejected her, yes. I had thrown her out. But she was still mine. The Moon Mother had bound her to me, and the idea of another man claiming her drove me completely insane. "I don't care what she did," I snarled, a wave of dark possessiveness completely taking over. I turned around and slammed my fist down onto the heavy oak desk.

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!

The Lycan king said, tilting his eyebrows as he gestures towards me. "My Lord, she is my mate!." He tried to stress his reason but it didn't work. "Exactly, your mate and not your prisoner. She deserves to be given a chance in deciding if she really wants you but no… you reject her and then abducts her back to your pack. Why, if I may ask?." The lycan king questioned and I decided to make things a little spooky and hard for Ryan. "He said that he wanted to take advantage of my pretty face, that a pretty face like mine shouldn't be left to waste on me as a worthless wolf. " I answered and I could see that the lycan king was getting furious.

he snakes his hand around my waist again and our faces closer than usual, “I am a Lycan and I am not supposed to be chasing just anyone. I am not even sure if you will end up being my mate but I really love you, Imogen” he places his finger under my jaw and raises my head to meet his eyes, “Can’t you forget about him and choose me instead?” “But he is my mate, he…” “A mate who doesn’t want you, Imogen” he growls softly, “I won’t make you shed a single tear, i promise”

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.

The mark of the mate can be overpowered by another mate depending upon the intensity and connection a lycan can have with another male. I always saw that happen in my village. If I am the woman he’s talking about, then he can easily do that to me and I would be free from Zuleik finally. But the joy I am expecting to see in his eyes did not happen. Instead, I saw sadness and fear in them. “We are karmic mates. We love each other. We yearn for each other.” “But?” I asked in anticipation when he did not finish his sentence. “But we also naturally reject each other as mates. That’s the curse between us, Alana.”

But it was quickly extinguished, replaced by a cold, hard mask. Aria reminded Ryker, "You promised me marriage at the next mating ceremony. That's why I accepted this." Tears streamed down her face as she spoke. Ryker's expression remained cold and unyielding. Ryker sneered, "You never did. Stop lying." Aria's face crumpled in pain. Ryker's words cut deep. Ryker's voice dropped to a menacing tone. "Let's be real, Aria. I had to force myself on you. You didn't exactly give me your consent."

I realized my fingers were still in her hair. “Shit,” I whispered. I let go right away, feeling guilty as she flinched and squeezed her eyes shut in pain. I put my hand on my forehead. It was burning. Way too hot. "Get lost before I change my mind” I ordered but she didn’t move. Her lips were slightly parted like she wanted to speak but couldn’t find the words. She just found out she was mated to a Lycan and got rejected, I mean it's a normal reaction.

" I've already told you, you're my mate. If I let you go I'll die." I laughed, he kept coming up with more and more unbelievable statements. "Noah, please just be honest with me. I know werewolves mate for life but when they reject each other, they may go through uncontrollable pain but after a while, they'll heal. I've never heard of anyone dying." He chuckled, came closer, and caressed my face. " Sweetheart, need I remind you that werewolves and Lycans are not the same? When lycans lose their mate through rejection, they either run mad or die." His words rang through my brain.