The Rejected Ex-mate Secret Identity Novels & Stories

“Good morning, Alpha. How is your retreat going? Two back-to-back mate rejections is a challenge, but if anyone can work through it, it’s you.” We had spent the entire night before the trip going over all the secrets I’d been hiding from him. He knew this wasn’t really a retreat to heal from my mate rejection from Theo. Hell, he knew Theo and I were still secretly together. Either someone was listening to his side of the conversation, or he was assuming Owen had access to this conversation somehow. So I played along.

After my rejection, I turned to the organization for money and a roof over my head. I only ran because I killed my mate's wife, and he has no clue it was me. The organization helped cover it up, and her pup was taken. He thinks both died, but his baby is at the facility getting tested on. I smirked as I saw him crying over her dead body in the hospital. It served them both right. He should have chosen me. Mates are overrated and humans are fucking weak.

“Two hundred years ago, I And Storman were entwined to be mates. We were so in love with each other and everyone thought that we were inseparable but not until I discovered that he was cheating on me with my best friend. I was broken - so broken that I had to confront him but he murdered me instead. I swore to have my revenge if I was ever given a chance to come back to the world. “After that long wait, I was finally reincarnated to you. You were a late bloomer because I was a late bloomer too. I found out that you and Jared were entwined from the very first night that your eyes met his, there was a glitch in the match making and I manipulated you and Wilford to think that you were mates. Bu

He thought she would not want to leave and instead be his mate but she was the opposite. "No, you must know it. I will tell you the much you are supposed to know. I am Alpha Adolf, your... Your mate." He let her hand go and stood still. His mate... Well, just a mate in the name. He had chosen someone else as his mate anyway.

He'd just say, "What are you upset about now?" I lay in bed and thought through one entire night. About the pack gathering when I was twelve, where I'd first seen him: the rogue orphan Silvercrest had taken in, who'd beaten three Alpha candidates to inherit the title. The way my heart had cracked open at the sight of him. About begging my father at sixteen to back his bid to formally take Silvercrest. About my hands shaking with hope on the day I accepted the mate bond. This time, I wouldn't. Kieran came down in the black Tom Ford suit my designer had fitted for him. Stripped of the mud and the prison rags, he stood like a drawn blade.

I sneered at him. He came in and shut the door behind him. Ash was two years older, already mated to some Beta's daughter in the north pack. He'd been through the Moon Binding and he knew how it worked. "How bad does it hurt?" he asked. I showed him my wrist and he swore under his breath for added effect."That's... I've never seen a rejection mark like that." "Yeah, well. No one has ever rejected an Alpha before. I can’t believe she did this to me."

His scent wraps around me, intoxicating and dangerous. “You forget who you’re speaking to,” he murmurs. I meet his eyes. “No. I remember exactly who I’m speaking to. The Alpha who rejected his mate for power.” The silence after that could drown the thunder. His wolf roars beneath his skin, I can feel it in the air, wild and desperate. Then, softly, almost brokenly, he says, “You should’ve stayed gone.” Maybe I should have. But as I look down at the twins one with my eyes, one with his I know I couldn’t have.

“I, Rhydian Frost, Alpha Heir of the Gravefang Pack, reject you—the wolfless charity case, Aurelian—as my fated mate.” The words echoed in my head. Cold. Final. Brutal. My hand trembled as I took the water from Astarian. I drank without tasting it. I just needed something to do. Something to focus on besides the hollow ache spreading through my chest. He rejected me. The mate bond—the one thing I had been counting on to manipulate all three of them—was broken. At least with Rhydian. Tears burned behind my eyes. I blinked hard, trying to force them back.

The mark? Why is it golden? I remembered the Moon Goddess words. The mark was rejected by my body. “You rejected the mate bond. You broke the mate bond. Something that is so pure for us, you decided to condemn it.” The first man spoke again. “It was not her. It was me. I broke the rules. I rejected her. I—-rejected my mate. That is why she might probably be rejecting the mark.” Lucas hung his head when he spoke. The Elders looked among themselves.

My mother crossed her legs elegantly, while my father stood with his arms crossed, waiting expectantly. “Lyra isn’t what you think,” I began, keeping my voice steady. “She was wrongly accused, expelled from her pack without any proof. I… I couldn’t just turn a blind eye to that.” “And what does that have to do with you, Mikail?” my mother asked, with that sharp tone she used when something bothered her. I swallowed hard, feeling the truth churn in my throat. “She… was also my mate. I rejected her.” There was a brief silence. My parents exchanged a look that said more than anyone could have said.