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One Rejected, Twice Wanted

He rejected me, and then he realized I was the center of his world. Instead, I got someone even better. Raula I keep my head down. In this backward pack, females rank low, and my family's bloodline puts me among the lowest pack members. It doesn’t help that I’ve never shifted. I don’t mind the late twenties single life, though. No one’s paying any attention as I live my life the way I want. My roomies and I are doing it for ourselves, and if life under Ulfred Kessler is stifling, at least it’s predictable. We can deal. But when nature finally clicks in, I lose my mind. I claim our alpha as my mate. And he rejects me in front of the whole pack. It’s all good. It only hurts when I breathe. I’ll survive. That’s what I do. Who wants an arrogant jerk for a mate, anyway? But the heavens have prepared someone else for me. Damien Kessler is Ulfred's oldest brother who broke away from the Starry Banes pack years ago. He has never liked Ulfred. Damien I left Ulfred to deal with the Starry Banes pack. I gave him all the freedom to live his life the way he wished, but I will make him regret his biggest mistake of rejecting Raula Lockwood. He threw away the best thing that could have possibly ever happened to him. And now Raula is my second chance mate. Even if it means getting back everything that was rightfully mine, I won't let go of my mate when the heavens have given me a second chance.

annaatuha · Fantasy
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Chapter Fourteen

Elsa

Ulfred turns me over so that I am now sitting on his lap. I can feel his erection stiff against my crotch. I am tempted to rub my crotch against it, the heat is muddling with my brain. He can give us the relief we need. Shit!

I can't stop touching him, licking on his neck. I want to mark him so bad. Sinking my fangs into his neck seems like the most important thing in my world right now. I thread my fingers through his hair, pulling at the roots. His hair is surprisingly soft.

I have lost all sense of judgement right now. My wolf is fighting for control. I can't keep the hold of my skin. I want to hold onto my skin so that Ulfred will shift first, but he is also fighting not to shift.

He buries his face into my hair. He starts to sniff it. Growling and grumbling, he goes on to duck his face in my neck. His rough wet tongue laps against my skin, I jolt awake!

He wants to mark me.

No way I am letting him do that.