The Lycans Rejected Mate Mga Nobela at Kwento

The warriors behind him shifted uncomfortably, whispering among themselves as the truth of the rejection was laid bare in the open air. "That was pack business!" Garrick yelled back, trying to find his footing, his voice growing more desperate by the second. "She lied to me! She’s a spy, Cassian. She ran away to the Lycans because she was working against the Bloodmoon pack from the very beginning. She’s dangerous, and she needs to face justice in my dungeons."

Mom's voice was filled with unhappiness when she scolded me and it made me lower my head in shame. "I'm sorry," I replied feeling ashamed about my decision also. As if Father had just understood what I just said, he asked with furrowed brows, "What do you mean mate?" "Yes, I have a mate who rejected me." I nodded and replied with honesty that made my father's frown deepen. "That's rare. Lycans don't have mates. We choose our mates ourselves." Mother explained. "But what about Maverick? Can you explain more about the Lycan's mates to me, please?" I asked due to curiosity.

I get up too and cross my arms against my chest. "I'm your Luna and I order you to speak, now," I command. She flinches at my tone, and I close my eyes momentarily, wishing I hadn't spoken to her like that. "I found my mate," "That's good news, why are you crying then? Did he reject you?" I narrow my gaze. She shakes her head, no. "Why didn't you tell us?" "My mate is from The Grey Lycan Pack, and he's gone back to his pack."

"Are you ready?" She nodded her head slowly. "Yes, I am." She said in a low tone. Together, they matched to the field. Before they got there, a few Lycan's had gathered, patiently waiting for every one to be assembled. The gathering was in sections, men stood separately from the women and likewise the young adults. Emma looked at her mother, her eyes licking with tears. "It's gonna be alright." Mrs Slate mouthed at her. One of the lycans stood before the young adults who stood with their hearts high. He glared around, staring at their faces one after the other.

It's easy for you to say because you're not the one who would be rejected," she explained, and I understood her point. "Why did you let him kiss you?" "I already mentioned that I have given up and that you will realize that I am your mate," she replied. "Why is it so easy for you to give up on me? Do you know that Lycans have difficulty finding their destined mates?" "Yes, that's why I gave up. It's natural for your kind because you are free to choose your mate. After you finish whatever you're doing or want to accomplish here, you will leave the pack and might not return."

She shook her head and said, “You don’t know what you’re talking about. That woman is not your mate, and you will fulfill the bargain made all those years ago.” He shook his head and said, “That’s impossible, and you know it.” “What do you mean?” Eve asked him. Turning to look at her, Arec said, “Once a Lycan discovers its mate, nothing can break the bond.” He hesitated before adding, “If the mates separate after finding one another, they die.” Before Eve could say anything, his mother asked, “You don’t really believe that claptrap, do you?” “Do you really want to test it out and take the chance of losing one of your sons?” Arec asked.

“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.”

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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:

There is this exception: when one mate dies, or they reject their fated mate, it Will be the most likely for them to find another person per their interest. But for Lycans, rejection is not as easy as it sounds. "Alpha Finn...." Rio was about to explain when he saw how devastated the look was in his best friend's eyes. "Did... Did father tell you guys.." "No, Finn," He let go of his formalities; this is between them now.

"I, Aria Celestine Malfold, accept your rejection, James Hutson as your mate." He grinned when I said that. He let go of my jaw and walked back to Karen. "Stella's earrings are in the drawer. Take them and you can leave,” he said as if nothing happened. I immediately looked for the earnings and quickly left the place. Werewolves only have one mate, once you reject or accept the rejection. You'll be mate less for the rest of your life. That’s what I know, but what I didn’t know at that time was that didn’t work for the Lycans.