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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.

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Chapter Thirty Nine

Raula

Raula! Raula!" Damien pulls me into his arms, touching my face. It feels so good to be in his hands. The feeling of his skin against mine is so comforting. If only I could be sure Damien would be safe, I would snuggle into his chestand fall asleep peacefully without a worry in the world.

"Raula! Don't worry, I have got you now, baby. Look at me! Everything is going to be alright, okay? I am going to get you out of here. Stay with me, okay?" Damien desperately says. I nod, but my head feels goddamn heavy like I am carrying rocks in my skull.

"Damien," the name slurs off my tongue. I want to speak. I want to tell him that I trust him, that I believe that everything is going to be okay as long as we have got each other. I know that I will be fine now that I have got him back.

"Don't talk if it's hard for you. It's okay. It's okay,I have got you now, baby," he cradles me like baby, brushing my hair off my face