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His rejected mate 57. Proud mate.
Alpha Dominic's Pov Rushing back to the pack's clinic, my heart raced with a mixture of concern and fury. Concern, because I feared something might be wrong with Freya, and fury, directed inwardly, fueled by the realization that if anything had happened to her, it would be entirely my fault.I should have never let her go alone, should have insisted on accompanying her, or even restrained her if necessary.But now, faced with the possibility of her being hurt or worse, I could feel the rage boiling inside me, directed at my own shortcomings and failures as her mate.I blocked out anyone from mind-linking me, I didn't want to hear anything. I wanted to see Freya for myself.Upon entering the clinic I followed my mate's distinctive scent which for some odd reason had changed. I gritted my teeth in anger.If anything had happened to Freya, if she was suffering because of my negligence, I would never forgive myself.Entering the clinic, my heart clenched at the sight of Freya lying in th
His rejected mate 58. The white witch.
Third party povCuriously, Oracle Sage glanced at the woman, a flicker of recognition crossing her features. "You are Thalia, the White Witch aren't you?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.The woman's smile widened, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "In the flesh," she replied, her tone playful.Oracle Sage's heart skipped a beat at the confirmation. Thalia, the renowned White Witch—she had heard tales of her powers and kindness, but never imagined she would find herself in her presence.While Sage could forsee the future, Thalia the white witch were pure. White witches often possess a deep sense of empathy and compassion, allowing them to connect with others on an emotional level and offer support, comfort, and healing.White witches often possess the ability to heal wounds, illnesses, and ailments using magical means. They may also have knowledge of herbal remedies and natural healing methods.White witches can create wards, shields, and protective barriers to defend the
His rejected mate 59. Feeling Content.
I smiled happily. A flood of tenderness swept over me as Mathew curled into a comfortable sleep, snug in his bed. As I gazed over him, I was overcome by a wave of protectiveness; my heart ached from the immense love I had for my baby. The thought of leaving him, even for a moment, filled me with a sense of unease. He was my everything, my reason for living, and I would do anything to keep him safe from harm. When Mathew had recounted his ordeal, my heart clenched with a mixture of relief and anger. I was grateful that they hadn't harmed him physically, but the thought of my sweet boy being tied up and forced to sleep in a chair filled me vengeance. With each word Mathew said, the rage simmered within me, fueled by the wrongdoing of what had happened to my son. I traced the faint marks around his hand, with an image of his unease and agony, and promised to do whatever it took to hold those responsible accountable. The door creaked open, and Alpha Dominic entered the room, his prese
His rejected mate 60. Between her thighs.
Alpha Dominic PovI grasped Freya's hips and pulled her onto a nearby desk, placing her backside on the edge. I met her gaze and noticed the yearning in her eyes. I assumed she saw the same desire in mine. Dropping to my knees, I pushed her legs apart. I licked my lips as I noticed her magnificent pussy glistening above her silky mound.Smirking, I dove in for a taste of my reward. Gently spreading her soft thighs, I ran my tongue from her entrance to her clitoris, warming her up and savoring her sweet nectar. Freya gasped and moaned as I transitioned from long, patient licks to flicks and swirls with the tip of my tongue on her delicate bud."Oh my God," she cried out. "That feels incredible. Don't stop," she exclaimed between deep gasps.Stopping was not my aim. In fact, I was determined to drive her wild, just as she had driven me wild with desire. Inserting one finger, then another into her sweet pussy, my tongue relentlessly teased her clitoris.She opened her mouth to speak, b
His rejected mate 61. Left in a daze.
I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves as I looked down at Mathew, his innocent eyes filled with concern. "Mathew, sweetie," I said softly, crouching down to his level. "Mummy needs to go out for a little while, but Uncle Michael will be here to look after you, okay?"I didn't want him anywhere near I was going.His bottom lip quivered, and my heart squeezed with guilt at his distress. "But I wanna stay with you, Mumma," he whimpered, his small hands clutching at my shirt."I know, darling," I whispered, brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead. "But Mummy has to do something very important. Uncle Michael will take good care of you while I'm gone, I promise."I wanted to break the news of him getting another sibling so bad but the thought of doing so while the future of my unborn was uncertain left me with hesitance.Introducing him to his sibling who might ultimately pass away might be traumatizing for him.He has already been through so much for his little age.Rel
His rejected mate 62. A very angry Alpha.
"I'm pregnant," Sage shouted making my eyes widen at her sudden revelation."Whether or not you're pregnant, you and your mate will face your punishment," I yelled angrily."As long as your punishment doesn't harm my baby," she said, her voice firm."Your concern for your child is touching, however we don't harm children here Sage, you of all people should know that." I mocked her."Then I'd like to continue," Sage sassed, making me glare at her."Mind your tone with my Luna." Dominic sternly warned at her. "There's a pack outside that is not at all too pleased that you're still alive for kidnapping their future alpha Sage." She's lucky she's with child, after the harm she caused my son she had the nerve to sass with me."I'm sorry for being hostile however I'm pregnant so I'm hormonal, plus I just ran away from my mate not much—" Sage trailed off staring at me."Not much what? I dare you to say not much mate can run away from their own mate. Because I did for four years." I addresse
His rejected mate 63. Powerless.
Holding my breath, I watched as Dominic's enraged expression slowly melted away upon hearing my words about the baby's kick. His eyes, previously blazing with fury, now shone with a new light - a tender, almost childlike wonder."The...the baby kicked?" he repeated slowly, as if struggling to process this simple yet monumental piece of information through the haze of his anger. Alpha Scott loosened his restraining hold, giving Dominic a cautious amount of slack.I felt my cheeks flush with a sheepish warmth because of the lie I had told. Would he get angry at me?"No...no, not yet," I admitted in a small voice. "I just...I had to find a way to reach you, to pull you back before it was too late."Silence stretched between us, taut and fragile. I couldn't bear to meet Dominic's eyes, scared of what I might find there. Anger at my lie? But then his thumb gently grazed my chin, tilting my face up once more. Dominic's expression was unreadable for a beat before melting into one of pure a
His rejected mate 64. Mixed feelings.
Third party povAlpha Lucas paced back and forth, his fists clenched at his sides, his rage radiating off him in waves. He was reeling from a strong mixture of anxiety and rage after learning of his mate had took the boy and run away. It had struck him like silver to his skin."How could she do this to fucking me?!" he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "How could she taken the boy and vanish without a trace?"Alpha Lucas's facade of indifference crumbled as he sank into the depths of his own thoughts. "She means nothing to me," he declared to no one in particular, his voice cold and detached. "I have plenty of women who are more than willing to fulfill my desires."But even as the words left his lips, a pang of longing tugged at his heart. He missed Sage, more than he cared to admit, and the emptiness left in her absence gnawed at him from the inside out.He hated the special bond between mates. Now he was having a difficult time getting her off his mind.Deep down, beneath the l
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His rejected mate 47. Happily, ever after.
Epilogue4 years later.......I woke up with a long, satisfying stretch, my muscles still languid from sleep. The sheets shifted beneath me, cooler than I expected. I blinked, reaching out, but the bed was empty—no sign of Ryan or Dylan. My lips tugged into a frown as I shifted under the covers, feeling the tender soreness between my thighs. The memory of our earlier intimacy washed over me, making me bite my lip as my face warmed with the thought.With a soft sigh, I pushed myself up looking at the wall clock. When I saw the time, my frown deepened. Seven at night? How had I slept this long? Where were they?I hurried to get dressed, still wondering where the twins were, when I stepped out of the room only to be immediately swept into Dylan’s arms. His lips claimed mine without warning, his kiss teasing and full of that familiar possessiveness. I barely had time to process before he pulled away, smirking down at me."How are you?" he asked."Good now that I'm able to locate at least
His rejected mate 46. A glimpse at the future.
The waiting is excruciating. Jessica and I sit side by side in the clinic, both of us fidgeting nervously as we await our blood test results. When the nurse finally hands us our envelopes, I feel like I might throw up from the anticipation.Jessica opens hers first. I watch her face intently, my heart pounding in my chest. Then, a smile breaks across her face.“I’m clear,” she says, relief evident in her voice. “No toxins.”I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding. “Oh, thank goodness,” I say, genuinely happy for her.Jessica and Morgan embrace, their joy evident. With trembling hands, I open my own envelope. My eyes scan the paper, searching for the results. And there it is – no toxins detected. A wave of relief washes over me so intensely that I feel lightheaded for a moment.“I’m clear too,” I announce, my voice barely above a whisper.Eager to share the good news with Ryan and Dylan, I get to my feet. But as I look around, I don’t see them in the clinic. Stepping out i
His rejected mate 45. Messed up.
Dylan pulls me closer, his fingers brushing over the curve of my hip. A soft gasp escapes me, but I stay silent, caught between them. They know exactly what they’re doing—teasing, making me crave more.His lips find my neck, leaving a trail of heat as Ryan’s hand slips between my thighs. My pulse quickens, and a shiver runs down my spine as their touches grow more insistent.“You’re so wet already,” Ryan mutters, his breath hot against my ear. “And we haven’t even started.”I can barely breathe as their hands work together, stripping me bare, leaving me exposed to their touch. The nightdress slips away, and the cool air hits my skin, but it’s nothing compared to the heat of their bodies pressing against mine. I can feel Dylan’s growing hardness behind me as Ryan’s fingers dip lower, sliding between my slick folds.Ryan’s hand grips my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes as he strokes his hardness against my wetness. “Open that pretty mouth, Lily.”I obey, parting my lips as he slides hi
His rejected mate 44. A complete tease.
Night has fallen, and I stand in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection. The nightdress I’ve chosen is skimpy—practically scandalous. The soft, silky fabric barely reaches mid-thigh, and the neckline plunges just enough to be provocative without being too obvious. A mischievous smile tugs at my lips as I run my hands over the material, smoothing it out.It’s definitely not the kind of outfit someone worried about abstinence would wear. But hey, I’m just getting ready for bed—nothing more, nothing less.The two men sat up in bed, seemingly preoccupied. Their eyes sparing me no glance. I slip into the bed with a deliberate slowness, the cool silk of my skimpy nightdress brushing against my skin. It clings in all the right places, barely covering anything. The plunging neckline and dangerously short hem are no accident. I settle between Ryan and Dylan, now feeling their intense gazes on me, pretending to be utterly oblivious.“Comfortable?” Alpha Dylan asks, his voice filled with
His rejected mate 43. No intimacy.
I settle back down on the exam table, looking between Ryan and Dylan with a mix of confusion and annoyance.“Okay, what exactly is going on here? What kind of mission were you two on that has you thinking I’m pregnant?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.Ryan and Dylan exchange a glance but ignore my question, their focus shifting to the doctor. Their dismissiveness stings, fueling my growing annoyance. I narrow my eyes at them.“I’m not doing any pregnancy test!” I declare, turning on my heel to leave. But I don’t make it far. In an instant, Dylan’s hand wraps around my wrist, pulling me back with a firm yet gentle tug. I gasp, spinning around to face them both, my frustration boiling over into something more.....naughty while in Dylan's arm.It was sad how I couldn't think clearly for a second in the arms of my mates.They guide me back to the chair, almost too gently, and I find myself sitting before them again. Their hands are folded, their expressions serious, as if they’re a
His rejected mate 42. Pregnant?
Lily’s PovI can’t stop pacing. Back and forth, back and forth across the twins living room floor. My heart races, and I can’t shake this gnawing feeling in my gut. Ryan and Dylan are out there, facing who knows what kind of danger, and I’m stuck here, helpless.“Lily, please try to calm down,” Freya’s gentle voice breaks through my spiraling thoughts. I glance over to where she’s sitting on the couch, little Alice fast asleep against her shoulder. “I can sense that they’re okay. Your abilities are probably just a bit off since you’ve only recently gotten them.”I want to believe her, I really do. But the fear is almost paralyzing, I mean my vision looked so real and it’s already been two days what’s taking them so long? Thalia should be using her teleportation go back and forth plus the dark witches were only of a hundred in number. “What if something’s gone wrong?” I whisper, more to myself than to Freya. “What if the dark witches—”“Have faith in your mates,” Freya cuts in, her ton
His rejected mate 41. A curse.
Alpha Dylan's PovRyan comes to stand beside me, his expression calm but with that unmistakable glint in his eyes. I catch his gaze, a knowing smirk playing on my lips. “So,” I ask, unable to resist the jab, “did you manage to put Lily to sleep?”Ryan just smirks back, his eyes gleaming with a mix of pride and satisfaction. “What do you think?” he replies, his tone dripping with confidence as he begins to walk off.I can’t help but chuckle, falling in step beside him. It was obvious we both knew exactly how to calm her down. It was only a pity that I wasn't able to be there to assist.“She may not be too happy when she wakes up, though,” Ryan adds, his voice more serious now, though still with that lingering edge of amusement.“Of course not,” I reply, shaking my head with a slight smile. “She’s a stubborn one.”Ryan chuckle, a low sound that rumbles in his chest. “It wouldn’t be too exciting if she weren’t a fighter, would it?”I chuckle along with him, appreciating the truth in his
His rejected mate 40. A death wish.
Before I can catch my breath, he pulls out and flips me onto all fours, his hands firm yet gentle as he positions me on my knees. I barely have time to process what’s happening before he’s thrusting into me from behind, his hands gripping my hips as he takes me again, deeper and harder than before.The new angle sends sparks of pleasure shooting through me, and I gasp, my fingers digging into the sheets as he drives into me with relentless force. The sensation is almost too much, the intense pleasure mingling with the soreness of being taken so thoroughly.“Ryan,” I moan, my voice hoarse from screaming. “Oh, God… yes, please… don’t stop!”He doesn’t. Ryan’s pace is punishing, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. I can feel the tension building again, the pressure coiling tight in my stomach as he takes me over and over, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.“Fuck, Lily,” he growls, slapping my ass. “No one apart from my brother and me will ever have you like this
His rejected mate 39. Please me.
We make our way inside Ryan's lavish home passing the young maid who glares at me in my mate's arms making me smirk at her jealousy which was now obvious.Once we were in his room Alpha Ryan’s grip tightens as he tosses me onto the bed, the force of his possessive nature sending a thrill down my spine. My breath hitches as I land on the soft sheets, heart pounding wildly in my chest. Before I can fully process the moment, Ryan is already on top of me, his weight pressing me into the mattress, making me feel utterly claimed.I realized they seemed to love throwing me onto the bed.His eyes are dark, swirling with a mix of desire and something more primal—something that sends a shiver through my entire being. Ryan’s hand cups my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. “You’re ours, Lily,” he growls, his voice low and rough. “And you don’t ever pull a stunt like that again.”The memory of stripping off my clothes in public flashes in my mind, I bite my lips in a teasing manner watching as his
