3 Years Later
  • Reads 1,249,924
  • Votes 32,121
  • Parts 17
  • Time 1h 1m
  • Reads 1,249,924
  • Votes 32,121
  • Parts 17
  • Time 1h 1m
Complete, First published Feb 15, 2014
Forgive and forget.
Those two words that she will never do because she can't and won’t. Rebekah Mathis was overweight, nerdy, and bullied by her pack. She was 16 when she was rejected by the alpha, the player, her mate - Ashton Clark. After the rejection, she ran away and found a new pack that would accept her and love her. Three years later, she came back because of a mission, and she didn't come back as the weak girl she was before. This isn't your average rejection because she's not planning on taking him back.
Werewolf #60 | 7- 15 - 2014
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add 3 Years Later to your library and receive updates
or
#92white
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Mated at first sight cover
I have a mate? (Editing) cover
THE MESSENGER cover
Rejecting His Special Mate cover
Rejected By My Soulmate cover
Rejecting The Alpha cover
Bullied, Rejected, And Broken Hearted. cover
What We Wish For cover
The Alpha's Reject cover
Regret rejecting me yet alpha? cover

Mated at first sight

30 parts Complete Mature

Evie went to college at her hometown to get away from Ashton (her mate that she rejected after she found out what he really did to her). Ashton was heart broken, had probably an alcohol problem and his pack was slacking. Josh found out where Evie was hinding after weeks if not months. He told Ashton where she was and they went to her hometown. "Ashton?" My whisper seemed to travel all the way to them because Ashton and Josh both turn to look my way. I hear him shout my name and a couple seconds later I'm being pulled into a chest. "Evie." Ashton says almost breathlessly, as if he's in shock from seeing me. "Let go of me." I spit out, trying to keep the anger in front of the hurt. "I can't." He whispers. "Well you need to. I thought I made it clear last time, we are done." I say heatedly, anger and hurt crashing through me. Ashton closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry," he whispers, "but I have to." Panic flirts through me, "Have to what?" Ashton leans down and puts his lips against my neck and starts kissing softly. Heat floods through me and chases away any panic, anger or hurt. I feel my body lean into his embrace and can't help but feel like I should never move from his arms. "I'm sorry." Ashton whispers against my neck. Before I can say anything, I feel his teeth against my neck.