The Rejected Ex-mate Secret Identity Novels & Stories

He laughed but he actually laughed in my face and told me to stop playing games. Then he turned to my friend Mia and suddenly they were mates but when he couldn't mark her because I still carried his mark he came for me, rejected me and forced me to accept his rejection. I left with my bag in one hand and my dignity in shreds, the rejection ripping through me alone while he walked away untouched. A year later, during the alliance summit, another blood moon rose. This time I was mated to Cassian, a warrior from Shadow Pack. He found me in the gardens, pressed me against the ivy-covered wall, and whispered that he’d waited lifetimes for me.

“Are you two faking the mate bond?” “You won’t understand, Ian.” “Really? Who then is your real mate?” “Look, it is like this. We are childhood enemies. When we discovered we were mates, we rejected each other. We are no longer mates,” I explained. “Are you sick, Muriel? How can you reject Alpha Lucian, the whole Alpha of Bluemoon pack? Were you drunk when you rejected him?”

“No. It wasn’t him… it was his friend.” She frowned deeply. “His friend? How can his friend make you cry?” “Because he’s my mate,” I whispered, and my voice cracked again. “The friend he told us about… the one who lives near us… is my mate. And he rejected me. Just like that. Without thinking.” Lena froze. “What?” she whispered, her voice breaking. I nodded, tears falling again. “He rejected me, Lena. My mate rejected me.” Her expression shifted from shock to anger to sadness. She pulled me into her arms tightly.

"Was it really bad? We should take you to the hospital as soon as we can!" "No! I don't need the doctor. I know what I felt and I wasn't mistaken. It was the pain of betrayal and I don't want him to be my mate." I looked at him. "Alpha Michael Pierre, I, Scarlett Johansson reject you as my mate. Now accept the rejection and let's just go separate ways. We can both live our lives, be happy and not bother each other ever again. You know… like adults…" His countenance shifted slightly and I could have sworn that his face darkened a little. My chest constricted in fear for a while. There was something dark about him. Something he was most certainly hiding behind a mask.

It was hard to imagine that at one point, I too thought that we were going to be mates, I opened my mouth without thinking, “And what about your actual mate that you have somewhere out there?” “I don’t have one Avi,” he smirked, “I rejected her the day I found out, I knew it had to be a mistake, it’s you. It’s always been you, and it will always be you.” I faked a smile the best I could, but I was the one underestimating people now. I had so many questions, but none of them would make any difference. He rejected his mate for me. At least now I knew there wouldn't be anyone missing him, or left without ever finding their mate, when he was dead.

Because we are not sure whether we have enough time to fight back. Matt POV I look outside of my window, looking at my ex-mate who was drunk. I could not fucking believe that she was mate because she was so damn useless and ugly. I mind link my beta. "Kill that fucking ex-mate of mine when no one is around her. She is no use to me anymore, she has done her part for me." His mind links me. "Yes, Alpha." I'm so fucking glad that I reject that bitch because she is such a whore. I wonder how Alpha Blake even liked her in the first place. Anyway, I'm coming straight to her after I kill that boyfriend of hers and his pack.

Ronald, my best friend, grabbed my arm and turned me to face him. “What?” I roared in anger. “What's wrong with you? What happened? What did she do to offend you?” Meanwhile, Stephen, my future Gamma, glared at others around us, and everyone started to do what they were doing in fear, moving their focus away from us. “She is my mate,” I muttered. “What!” All of my friends were shocked to hear me. “My mistake. Ex-mate.” I scoffed while adding ‘Ex’. Their eyes grew wider. Ronald frowned at me. “Did you just mean that you rejected your own mate?”

So technically, I was a rogue. "What an idiot." I mumbled, referring to her bastard of a mate. She nodded her head, agreeing with me. "Before he left me on the outskirts of his territory, he fully rejected me." I shook my head, angry at the sick bastard who could do such a thing. "I didn't know you could reject your mate after fully mating." "I didn't think it was possible either." "How did you react?

It couldn’t make sense. “I don’t understand you,” I whispered, the words spilling before I could stop them. “You keep saying things that… that can’t be true.” His gaze didn’t falter. “They’re true.” I shook my head, heat rising to my cheeks. “No. They’re not. I already had a mate.” The last word cracked, too jagged, too raw. “And he rejected me.” There it was. The scar I never let anyone touch. The one that still bled when the night got too quiet.

his tone was so guarded and I could sense there's more to it, I wondered who was Dylan's mate when he had turned eighteen, had he been Rejected, "what happened to Dylan's mate, he was absolutely single when I met him" "He was rejected by his mate, you can't begin to imagine the pain that a werewolf goes through when their mate rejects them" I was shocked by this revelation, Dylan was rejected? It was no longer a surprise that he had nothing to do with any lady, he must have been badly hurt, "so you see? He had a second chance to love, you're his mate and if you reject him now, I'm afraid of what will happen to him" my eyes rounded, "I'm his mate?" He frowned as if he was surprised that I did