
" I, Ember MacGregor reject you, Alpha Paris as my mate!". 

" Did this woman just reject me? Did my wife renounce me as her mate?".

" How dare you reject my son! You're just a lowly ungrateful Omega!", Luna Lara yelled at her. 

Ember clenched her fist into a ball set a sharp gaze toward them for the first time in five years and left the ward. 

***

Alpha Paris chose Ember to be his wife and Luna of his packs even though she's not his fated mate because he thought he was in love with her but in the third year of their marriage, he found his destined mate Kate. He couldn't resist their wolf bonds so he marked her behind his wife's back. He cheated on her and he even impregnated his fated mate. 

Ember couldn't give an Alpha an heir because she was infertile so to return the favor, she obeyed every order his family told her and her husband but when Alpha Paris believed Kate's lies that she hurt her; they even forced her to donate her kidney to amends her crimes, she decided to reject Paris and leave him. 

Paris was shocked and thought that he saw a new side of his wife. He was thinking that after almost five years of being together, he still didn't know everything about her. After Ember left, Paris regretted it and tried to get Ember back.

The Rejected Ex-mate secret Identity

I stayed with my grandfather until he felt a bit sleepy, and was thankful when I got out of the house without having to deal with Luna Lara or her precious and beloved daughter-in-law. I honestly did not think any encounter with them would end well, to be honest.


I didn't see Paris either and decided that I was going to have to leave without saying good bye. It was for the best, I supposed, and was making my way to the gates when I saw two figures by the edge of the forest. Two men actually, and they seemed to be at odds with each other.


"to draw closer or walk away?" I questioned myself and had my questions answered when one of them grabbed the other by the collar. And it just so happened that the one doing the grabbing was none other but Paris dearest, and the man, whose collar he was grabbing onto that way, was Jean's!


Chapter 150