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His Rejected Mate 39. LUCAS
Kane and Jake stood outside my bedroom.Looks like sleep left me forever. I don’t even remember the last time I slept. No, I don’t even remember the last time I closed my eyes accidentally. Everytime I look back, all I see is the future coming faster, onto us.“What now?” Something looked funny. No, it smelled funny. But I couldn’t do anything. It could just be my wolf acting up. We did not shift for the longest time and that could have made him irritated.“The vampires are at the border. They want to talk to you. They claim to come in peace, but I don’t trust those bloody bastards one bit.”“We need to talk to them before we plan on killing them, Jake. We don't know how many there are. And we definitely don’t know what they are up to.” Shutting my bedroom door, I walked out, Jake and Kane following me.We decided to shift and reach the border. My wolf was ready to release itself and I let him take charge. Grabbing our dresses in our mouths, we raced to the border. The guards were stat
Last Updated : 2025-03-29His Rejected Mate 40. ARIANA
Chapter 40: ARIANAThe first thing I thought of when I woke up was the vampires.Their promise. Their demand. Their threat.The night before had been tense. I had been awake for hours, listening to Xavier breathe beside me, feeling the weight of uncertainty pressing against my chest. The vampires had come to the border with a bargain—a simple exchange. Xavier for the safety of the werewolves. It wasn’t just an offer. It was a warning.But Xavier had refused them. He had stood his ground, denying their claim over him, choosing us—choosing me and Aurora. He had promised.And yet… something felt wrong.I turned, reaching for him, expecting to feel the warmth of his body beneath my fingertips.Cold sheets.Empty space.My stomach twisted, a slow, creeping unease crawling up my spine. I patted the space beside me, frowning. It was too cold. If
Last Updated : 2025-03-29His Rejected Mate 41. LUCAS
If devastation had a name, it would be Ariana. And if it had a life, it would be her. It had been three months since Xavier was gone. And by gone, there was no track, no scent, no information, no intel, nothing. Just gone.When Ariana came running to me three months ago, asking about Xavier, asking about his whereabouts, we thought we could track him down. But no, nothing of that sort worked.I didn’t know how miserable she was when I broke the bond, but seeing her right now, like this, made me feel the pain I have never felt before. We might have never mated, hell I had hardly marked her, but seeing your mate suffer makes you suffer. Period.We had celebrated Aurora’s birthday a few weeks ago. Ariana tried her best to stay happy and enthusiastic for her daughter, celebrating the important milestone of her daughter’s life. But the sparkle that always shone in her eyes, no matter how difficult the situation was, was lost. She was not the same anymore.If I lost Ariana years ago, I lost
Last Updated : 2025-04-07His Rejected Mate 42. LUCAS
Ariana had caught a weird bug. She didn’t get well after resting. She looked even more tired and worn out. Her face lost all the color from throwing up constantly. Even though she denied calling the doctor, I insisted on calling him. I had to keep these girls safe until Xavier is back.I hope he is alive.A part of me told that he was. We needed to find him. As soon as possible.I opened her door and let the doctor in. Aurora was playing after her snacks with the same lady, Saya, who took care of her when we were going through the ritual. Saya adored Aurora and Ariana as her own. She was also a constant support to her during these times. She forcefully fed Ariana when she refused to eat and cooked healthy food for them so that it could cheer them. She even tried to involve Ariana with her work as regularly as possible to help her change her mood and distract her.“Ari, the doctor is here.” She sleepily nodded and sat up. I had already briefed the doctor about her situation, so he didn
Last Updated : 2025-04-08His Rejected Mate 43. ARIANA
Becoming a mother is the biggest blessing in life. Nothing beats the feeling of holding your baby, taking care of it, knowing that you are the entire world for them. The way they look at you, the way their eyes find you, the way they smile when they see you—it is all way too special. But sometimes, this blessing comes at the most difficult times. Times where it is difficult to think of it as a blessing.This baby will definitely be a gift, a part of Xavier that still remains with me, but the fear overshadowed every other emotion I was supposed to feel.Because what if I lost this baby too?The thought clawed at my chest, sharp and unrelenting. I already had Aurora, my little girl, the one thing keeping me from shattering completely. But was I even enough for her anymore? She was barely a year old
Last Updated : 2025-04-08His Rejected Mate 44. ARIANA
I wish change was easy. It definitely wasn’t easy on me. I was about four months pregnant now, and I still hadn’t gotten used to it. It felt like a constant battle inside my body, but I was beginning to understand that change, especially the kind that came with being a mother, wasn’t meant to be easy. It was a journey, and I had no choice but to walk through it—no matter how hard it was.The months without Xavier had been endless. I missed him. I missed my husband, my friend, my lover—the man who had shared so many dreams with me, and now those dreams seemed so far out of reach. Every corner of our house held his presence, his scent, his laughter. It was like living in a memory. Hence, I moved to the packhouse. I longed for the moments we shared, for the way he would look at me with such love and devotion. I could still hear his voice in the quiet of the night, whispering that
Last Updated : 2025-04-08His Rejected Mate 45. ARIANA
The scent of blood hit me before the warning bells rang. It was sharp, metallic, and unmistakable. It sent a shiver down my spine as I stood in the war room, frozen for a split second before Lucas's voice snapped me out of it.“Ari, stay here,” he ordered, his voice sharp with urgency as he grabbed his weapons and rushed toward the door. “We’re under attack. Vampires at the northern border.”My heart pounded as I grabbed his arm. “Vampires?” The word felt foreign on my tongue, bringing with it a fresh wave of terror. It had been months since Xavier was taken, and while we had encountered eerie silence from the vampires, a part of me always knew it was temporary. They were watching. Waiting. And now, they are here.“We don’t know their numbers
Last Updated : 2025-04-09His Rejected Mate 46. ARIANA
If time had a speedometer, I would love to measure the speed it goes by. Ever since the surprise attack on the pack two months ago, everything again looked eerily calm. There was no sight of those bloody monsters or even a whisper of their presence. And then there was no news of my husband.“Mama, Paa.” My one year ran into me with a very frustrated and tired Saya behind her on her heels. I smiled at her and let Saya know that I could take care of her while she attended her other chores. I opened my phone and checked into my gallery. Pulling a picture of Xavier on the screen, I put on the screen record as well as the child lock and handed it over to her. She babbled something to him, sharing her experiences and mischief with him. When I made a conscious choice, about three months ago, to be more active, involved and get my life together, one of the actions was to remind Aurora of her father. Lucas was a father-like figure in her life, but she still needed to know Xavier. Forgetting him
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His Rejected Mate 69. ARIANA
The walls of the tent felt like they were closing in on me. Ryan whimpered in my arms, tiny fists waving helplessly as he searched for comfort I wasn’t sure I could give. I cradled him closer to my chest, trying to rock him back to sleep. His body was so small, so fragile it terrified me. Every breath he took was a small miracle, a tiny battle fought and won.I brushed a kiss to his forehead, breathing in the soft, sweet scent of him—milk, baby powder, and something uniquely his own. Outside, the camp buzzed with movement. I could hear the warriors sparring again, could hear the council arguing strategies in low, urgent voices. There was no time to rest. No time to feel. But I couldn’t switch it off.Tears pricked my eyes as I pressed my cheek against Ryan’s fine, dark hair. I was supposed to lead them. I was supposed to be strong.
His Rejected Mate 68. ARIANA
The training field smelled of sweat, dust, and raw determination. I stood at the edge, arms folded loosely across my chest, watching as warriors clashed and fell, got up, and clashed again.The air was thick with grunts and the rhythmic clatter of bodies hitting the ground. Across the open ground, banners of other packs fluttered in the sharp breeze. Wolf packs I hadn’t seen in years—some who had once been enemies, some who had disappeared into the rogue lands—had come back. Answering our call for help.It should have made me feel stronger. Safer. But all I felt was this hollow, gnawing ache.Lucas was across the field, organizing sparring matches, his voice steady and commanding. His presence was a steady rock in t
His Rejected Mate 67. LUCAS
The council chamber buzzed with a low, tense energy, the kind that seeped into your skin and made your heart pound faster even when you were sitting still. I leaned forward, resting my forearms on the heavy oak table, fingers interlaced tightly. Ariana sat across from me, a thick folder of maps and reports open before her. Her face was calm, but her fingers trembled slightly as she turned a page.No one could blame her. We were planning a war.Around us, the council members—heads of the strongest families and allied packs—were murmuring, exchanging notes, pointing at strategic points on the giant map sprawled across the table.“We need to cut off their supply routes here,” Marcus said, jabbing his finger at a narrow valley south of the Darkpine Forest. “Otherwise, they’ll corner us.”“They’re vampires. They don’t need supplies. They just need blood,” snarled Liam, his voice rough. “They’ll feast on our people if we don’t stop them.”Ariana flinched slightly at that, and my heart twist
His Rejected Mate 66. LUCAS
I could see the frozen expression on Ariana’s face, as Aurora called me ‘Dada’. I don’t think she was expecting this. Hell, even I wasn’t expecting this. And I don’t even know why she called me ‘Dada’ in the first place.Silence settled over the room after that one word escaped Aurora’s lips.Dada.The weight of it slammed into me harder than any blow I’d ever taken on the battlefield. And for a second—for a long, raw second—I didn’t know what to do.Ariana’s hand was still curled around mine, her fingers trembling slightly. I could feel her gaze on me, searching, waiting. Aurora, blissfully unaware of the way she had just cracked open an entirely new world between us, continued to cling
His Rejected Mate 65. ARIANA
Do you ever wish to freeze some moments in life? Capture them in a box or pack them in a bag and always keep them with you?I was feeling like that today.In spite of everything that happened—Xavier’s betrayal, the deterioration of my health, the premature birth of Ryan, and the tension of the upcoming war—I was at peace. A rare, still kind of peace.It wasn’t the aching silence of emptiness I’d been carrying with me for so long. It wasn’t the cruel kind of quiet that comes after someone slams the door and never returns. No, this was a tender silence. A comforting one. It didn’t feel like a void anymore.I didn’t think I could ever fill that hole Xavier left behind. I used to believe that no matter how much I tried, no matt
His Rejected Mate 64. ARIANA
Another irritating beep woke me up. I tried to shut it out and fall back asleep, but it continued to pierce through my head, making it impossible to ignore. I shifted slightly, wanting to find the source and end the noise, but as I attempted to sit up, a warm, firm hand on my right shoulder gently pushed me back down.“You need to rest,” a familiar masculine voice said, quiet and careful.My eyes squinted open, vision still hazy and blurry. “Why?” I mumbled groggily.“You just had surgery,” he replied softly. “You’re not allowed to exert yourself.”Surgery?It hit me like a crashing wave—surgery, the C-section, blood, panic...
His Rejected Mate 63. LUCAS
I ran. My feet pounded the hospital floor, heart hammering in my chest, lungs burning with the ache of holding too much fear, too many thoughts.She had been fine just hours ago. Weak, yes. Tired, definitely. But not… not this. Not cut open on a surgical table, unconscious, drained, fragile. Not barely clinging to consciousness while her son—her son—fought for every breath of his first moments in a cold, clinical world.I turned the corner and slammed into the ICU doors, shoving them open, startling a nurse in blue scrubs. I didn’t apologize. Couldn’t."Where is he?" I asked, voice shaking despite my Alpha command. "Where is my son?"My son. Yes. Xavier might have been his true father, but I was his father. He was my son.
His Rejected Mate 62. ARIANA
What was happening?Something sharp—foreign—ripped through the fog in my mind and pierced deep into my lower abdomen. A blinding jolt of pain made me gasp as my eyes fluttered open, assaulted immediately by sterile, white lights overhead. I blinked rapidly, struggling to focus. My mouth was dry, my throat sore, and the air smelled like disinfectant and fear.I was lying on a cold table. Something tugged at my stomach, not sharp exactly, but wrong. Wrong in every way possible.“She’s waking,” a voice announced. Male. Clipped. “Keep her calm.”Where was I? Why couldn’t I move?My arms felt heavy, pinned at my sides. My legs—numb. There was a blue cloth curtain blocking the l
His Rejected Mate 61. LUCAS
Some days demand more of you than you ever thought you could give. Today was one of them.The sun was barely up when I stood on the balcony outside the Alpha wing, a steaming mug of black coffee in my hand and a thousand thoughts clawing at my brain. The chill in the wind did little to shake the exhaustion that clung to my bones. From my perch, I could see the training grounds bustling with the sound of metal clashing, orders being shouted, and the distinct thump of combat boots against gravel. The Russian warriors were already up—disciplined, fast, and efficient. Just as I expected. Our own men were trying to keep pace, bruises from yesterday’s fight still fresh on their skin.The scent of lavender and baby powder drifted faintly from the room behind me. Ariana and Aurora. My sanctuary amidst this growing storm.I sighed, placing the mug on the ledge, the warmth lingering on my fingertips as I turned away and re-entered the room.Ariana was still asleep, but at least today she wasn’t
