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12. A mating trial.
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His rejected mate 13. A huge bombshell.
Lily PovI froze in the doorway, my heart skipping a beat as I took in the tense scene before me. My mother, Luna Sage, stood with her hand outstretched, a look of shock on her face. Across from her, Luna Freya’s eyes blazed with fury, her fingers still curled from where she had just forcefully pushed my mother’s hand away.“I don’t know if you’re playing a game or not,” Freya hissed, her voice low and dangerous, “but if you try to ruin my sons’ future to save Lily from something that won't happen, then I’ll make you pay.”My breath caught in my throat. What was going on? I stepped into the room, my voice wavering slightly as I asked, “What’s happening here?”Both women turned to look at me, surprise flickering across their faces. I could feel the tension in the air, thick and suffocating. My mind raced, connecting the dots. This had something to do with Dylan and Ryan, I was sure of it. What scheme was my mother planning now?A fierce protectiveness overcame me. Whatever was happenin
His rejected mate 14. Massive shock.
The shock that went through the room was almost frightening. I felt as if the air had been sucked out of my lungs. My mother’s face paled, her eyes widening in disbelief. Luna Freya looked as if she’d been struck, her gaze darting between Dylan and me.I struggled to process this revelation. The twins had my powers. How was that possible? My mind raced, trying to connect the dots, to understand what Dylan had just revealed to me.As the shock of Dylan’s revelation settled over me, pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place. The way they entered my dreams, their confidence, as if they knew things others didn’t... Even their hesitation when I had asked them about it before. I had assumed it was some gift from Freya, but how wrong I’d been.My eyes widened as the full realization hit me. They had my powers. All this time, they’d had my powers and never said a word. A mix of emotions washed over me – anger at their deception, yet a glimmer of hope knowing my powers weren’t truly gone.
His rejected mate 15. Foolishly tricked.
Alpha Ryan PovThe dense forest surrounded me as I moved silently through the underbrush, my senses on high alert. But despite the importance of my mission, my mind kept drifting back to her. Lily. My precious little Lily.I couldn’t help but imagine her soft skin under my fingertips, the way she’d gasp and tremble at my touch. God, how I longed to have my tongue exploring every inch of her body right now. The thought alone was enough to make my blood run hot, a low growl rumbling in my chest.But instead, here I was, trudging through these godforsaken woods, searching for signs of those pesty dark witches. It was necessary, I knew that. The safety of our pack depended on rooting out these threats. Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was wasting my time out here when I could be with her.I paused, scenting the air. Nothing but the usual forest smells - pine, earth, and small animals. No trace of the acrid scent that usually accompanied dark magic. Frustration gnawed at me. This
His rejected mate 16. Out cold.
I paced back and forth in my room, my mind reeling from the bombshell Dylan had dropped earlier. To get my powers back, I would need to mate with them. Both of them. The twins would have to mark me.My heart raced at the thought, a mix of excitement and nervousness running through my veins. I couldn’t help but find the prospect thrilling, despite the enormity of what it meant. The idea of being with both Dylan and Ryan, of belonging to them completely... it sent a shiver down my spine.Part of me wondered if Dylan had made it up. This news seemed even bigger than the revelation that they had my powers. But why would he lie about something like this? Would it be to stop the mating trial from happening?Unfortunately, I didn’t have the chance to discuss it further with Dylan. He’d been whisked away on pack duties, training the warriors. I hadn’t seen my mother since the confrontation either, which was probably for the best. She was likely avoiding me, knowing I was holed up in my room.
His rejected mate 17. Hearing the news.
Alpha Dylan’s PovMy claws dig into the earth as I circle my opponent, a fellow pack warrior, his yellow eyes locked on mine. His growl rumbles through the training grounds, but I’m not fazed. In my werewolf form, every muscle is coiled with power and precision. The warrior lunges at me, but I sidestep with ease, my movements fluid and confident.He tries again, a flurry of claws and fangs, but it’s like fighting a shadow. I dodge each attack, my reflexes honed to perfection. With a quick swipe of my paw, I knock him off balance, sending him sprawling to the ground. A chorus of awe ripples around my pack warriors, their eyes fixed on me, their alpha, with reverence.As I fight, my mind drifts to Lily. Just an hour ago, her sweet voice filled my head then I remember her mother’s latest scheme: a mating trial. I could still see the fear in Lily’s innocent eyes, knowing she stood no chance against seasoned werewolves. It took everything in me not to snap her mother’s neck for trying to c
His rejected mate 18. What have I gotten myself into?
I awoke with a groan, agonizing pain pulsing through my head. Gingerly, I touched my forehead, feeling the rough texture of bandages wrapped around it. As I slowly sat up in bed, trying to piece together what had happened, I suddenly realized I was in an unfamiliar room.My eyes widened as I took in my surroundings. The room was lavish and elegant, decorated in various shades of dark grey. Rich, charcoal-colored velvet curtains framed floor-to-ceiling windows. A massive, ornate chandelier hung from the ceiling, its crystals catching what little light filtered through the curtains. The furniture was all sleek and modern, with clean lines and a masculine energy.The scent hit me next - a familiar, intoxicating aroma that made my heart race. I knew this scent all too well. This was Alpha Dylan’s room.As the realization dawned on me, memories of my argument with my mother and the subsequent fall down the stairs came flooding back. Before I could process this further, the bedroom door swu
His rejected mate 19. I could get use to this.
The warm water cascaded over me, washing away some of the tension from the past few days. As I stepped out of his very sophisticated shower, I wrapped myself in one of Dylan’s towels. His scent enveloped me, making my head spin. It was comforting yet intoxicating, and I found myself breathing it in deeply.Realizing I had no clothes of my own, I padded into Dylan’s walk-in closet. It was huge and lavish, filled with impeccably tailored suits and designer clothing. I couldn’t help but run my fingers along the fabric, reveling in the softness and the lingering scent that was uniquely Dylan.Smiling to myself, I made my way to his dresser. I pulled out a white t-shirt, bringing it to my nose and inhaling deeply before tugging it over my head. It fell to my thighs, engulfing me in its size and his scent.Chuckling, I eyed his boxers, knowing they’d never fit me properly. Instead, I returned to the bathroom and retrieved my own underwear. Thankfully, the mesh material had dried quickly aft
His rejected mate 20. The commotion.
I woke up feeling comforted, enveloped in warmth. Dylan’s arm was draped around me as he slept soundly, his steady breath tickling the back of my neck. His scent—clean, with a hint of cedar—was intoxicating, almost making me moan out in sweet bliss. Ugh, I could definitely get used to this, I thought.But then, reality intruded. My mother. The worry about her crashed into my serene morning. Maybe I could quietly remove myself from Dylan’s embrace, get a quick shower, and ensure she was okay. She might need me after going an entire day without seeing me, I needed to ensure I didn't need to put her into a mental institution.Slowly, I inched my hand towards Dylan’s, gently lifting it from my waist. His skin was warm, the weight of his arm both comforting and confining. As I tried to slip out of bed, his arm tightened around me, pulling me back into his chest. I felt his lips press against my hair, and he murmured, “You didn’t think you could get away from me that easily, did you, baby g
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