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His rejected mate 68. The war part 2.
"Are you sure about this, Thalia?" I asked the white witch hesitantly. "Dominic was adamant I stay away from the war."Thalia fixed me with her piercing gaze. "Your mate needs you, Freya. I would not go against his wishes if the situation was not dire."My chest tightened with dread and concern for Dominic, but I determined. He had forbidden me from joining the battle, convinced I would be safer here. Yet Thalia's solemn words rang with the weight of truth.Taking a steadying breath, I met the Thalia's eyes squarely. "I'm ready then. More than ready to help my mate and pack win this war." I flexed my fingers, calling on the magic thrumming through my veins. "But how will we reach the battlefield undetected?"A mysterious smile curved Thalia's lips. "The same way I managed to slip Sage out of Lucas's grasp when she required my assistance in escaping."If they were overwhelmed, my power could turn the tide. Thalia was right - my place was by their side, consequences be damned. "Let's go,
His rejected mate 69. The war part three.
Around us, the sounds of war seemed to fade into insignificance. There was only my world shattered into fragments, and Mia's loathsome presence desecrating my anguish.But I needed to pay attention to my mate, just as I gathered my strength to pour life into Dominic's wolf form, the cold muzzle of a gun pressed against my temple - Mia's hand holding the weapon steady."Drop the corpse and step away from it, dear sister," she hissed venomously.My heart shattered once more, but I carefully laid Dominic's body back on the blood-soaked ground and stood. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I met Mia's cruel gaze."Why are you doing this?" I asked, feeling pissed and angry. "Haven't you already accomplished ruining me in the past?"Mia threw back her head in a fit of wicked laughter. When her eyes bored into me again, they burned with sadistic glee.Instead of the mocking laughter I expected, Mia's expression contorted into one of pure venom and hatred."Me? Ruin you?" She spat the words like
His rejected mate 70. On the right track.
It had been a full day since our forces arrived back at the pack's territory, battered but victorious after the brutal confrontation with Alpha Lucas's rogues and packs. I stood beside Dominic as he addressed our assembled warriors and allies from Alpha Scott's pack. My gaze drifted to Dominic, taking in the quiet power exuding from his very stance. In his arms, he cradled Mathew, our son squirming happily against his father's chest. Dominic seemed to follow my train of thought. His eyes found mine for a lingering moment as he bounced Mathew gently. Dominic stepped forward, Mathew cradled securely in the crook of his arm. A hush fell over the assembled warriors as he raised his free hand for silence. When he spoke, his carried clearly across the crowd. "Today we bask in the glory of a triumph that was dearly bought." His expression was ceremonious. "We have shed blood and lost zero souls because of our Luna and Thalia, the white witch, in defense of our home." "But because of you
His rejected mate 71. Riding the waves of ecstacy.
Within no time almost all our clothes were ripped off as we thrashed between heated kisses. His growls and the way he gripped my hair so tight just turned me on."That's right, Luna," Dominic groaned as I left hot, open-mouthed kisses trailing down his ripped abs. Feeling his muscles twitch under my lips was driving me wild.When I finally made it down to his thick, throbbing cock, I shot him a naughty grin before taking him into my mouth in one slick motion. The guttural moan he let out went, straight to my core.I got to work, swirling my tongue shamelessly and hollowing my cheeks to suck him even deeper. His fingers tightened in my hair as he struggled not to buck his hips. "Fuck, Freya...your mouth feels so damn good..."Hearing him cry out my name like that made me hum in satisfaction, the vibrations driving him even wilder. His hips jerked wildly as he tried not to lose control completely. "You wicked vixen...you'll be the death of me..."Hearing his moan, my lips parted before
His rejected mate 72. My newborns.
Months later.......My stomach tightened again with a powerful contraction, and I squeezed Dominic's hand until my knuckles turned white. Despite the searing pain, I shot him a withering glare."You did this to me...again!" I growled through gritted teeth. Sweat beaded on my brow as the cresting wave finally subsided.Dominic had the sense to look somewhat chagrined, though a proud gleam still danced in his eyes. "You're bringing our children into this world, my mate. Our perfect little miracles.""Easy for you to say," I spat, leaning back against the propped clinic bed. "You don't have to push two tiny werewolves out of your body!"As if on cue, another crushing contraction seized me. I clutched at the sheets, a feral cry of agony tearing from my throat. The healers bustled around urgently, offering words of encouragement that fell on deaf ears."You're doing so well, Freya," Dominic murmured, smoothing the damp hair from my face. "Our family is almost here."White-hot rage flashed
His rejected mate 73. Family bonding.
I looked down at my precious newborn twins, my heart swelling with fierce maternal love. Both Ryan and Dylan looked just like their father as with Mathew. I felt a pang of jealousy seeing that I carried them for so long only for them to look like a replica of their father. Nonetheless they were my bundle of joy.Dylan's tiny rosebud lips twitched adorably, as if he were dreaming of nursing. Before I could decide if he needed to eat, Dominic had already scooped him up."He needs to eat," my mate said, in that deep, authoritative voice that never failed to send a shiver through me. I quirked an eyebrow at him, knowing full well the real reason he was so insistent."Let the poor thing sleep a while longer," I replied, trying and failing to sound nonchalant.We both knew Dominic loved few things more than watching me breastfeed our children. To him, it was primal - more than mere nourishment. The act awakened an unmistakable hunger in his eyes that set my skin tingling with awareness.Sur
His rejected mate 74. Happily ever after.
50 werewolf years later.Third party pov....Lily had not too long ago arrived with her mom Sage and her father Lucas at Alpha Dominic's pack for a mating ceremony when she heard her voice being yelled at from Morgan.Morgan was Alpha Scott's son. She smiled greeting her best friend but her focus was more on admiring the twins, Ryan and Dylan. She had a crush on them even though she would never tell anyone.After greeting her friend, Lily made her way to Ryan and Dylan's huge mansion which they stayed in, she was doing exactly like the twins had told her.Sneak away secretly and come to their room. They had demanded this of her and would no doubt obey them, she didn't want to disobey the twins.Her heart best fast as she was about to walk pass their bedroom door. If anything she could say she was looking auntie Freya and Uncle Mathew.Suddenly Ryan and Dylan quickly pulled Lily into their room away from prying eyes. The shy girl's eyes widened as the handsome twin boys seemed to change
His rejected mate Author's Note.
Hello everyone!Thank you so much for reaching the end of Freya and Dominic's story! Your support means the world to me, and I am truly grateful for all the love you've shown.If you enjoyed this book, you’ll definitely love the second story, Lily and the Twins.Here’s the blurb:When twin alphas Dylan and Ryan mark young Lily, plunging her into a year-long coma, their parents separate them to protect her future mate bond. Now eighteen and still unmated, Lily must navigate a steamy secret affair with the possessive alpha twins while uncovering the truth about her dormant powers, all as dark witches threaten to shatter the fragile peace between packs.**********************“We are your mates, Lily,” Dylan growled, his breath hot against my ear. “No one else will taste that sweet nectar of yours.”Ryan’s hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against them. “No one will feel what it’s like to be deep inside you or even breathe the same air.”Dylan’s eyes burned into mine, dark and inte
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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
