The Mate Rejected

Scared by a traumatic past Sahara’s damaged life becomes blissful when she finally discovers her mate. Overjoyed with finding her savour Sahara cannot help but let her guard down. But what happens when her mate is repulsed with what she is, of how weak she is compared to his powerful presence. Undeserving of him, her life returns back to what it was of the past. Imprisoned.

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My moist eyes stay downcast, like when facing royalty. I must show respect, only the deserving are allowed to look into his cold black eyes. Although I follow his rules his grip tightens cutting off what little circulation I had. I must not show my agony either. It will only make this all the more harrowing.
I slam against his chest as he closes the space between us, his threatening body towering over my fragile frame. I know what's next, it's unpreventable, unavoidable. His manly nose runs along my jaw and into the crook of my neck. I'm unable hold back the tears that stream down my raw face. Hopefully they dry before he sees them. Opened mouth kisses coat my neck, causing my stomach to tighten in dread. This is only the beginning, the starter of the meal. Like he's voiced before, 'he likes to savour the taste'. The kisses stop momentarily as his warm breath covers my ear.

"Good evening Princess, did you miss me?" he lures.

**Contains sexual scenes, bad language and mild scenes of abuse**