C. Emmzy

"You shouldn't be here, you're the Alpha King and my ma... ex-mate's uncle." I managed to say, trying to resist his touch.
He chuckled deeply, "You forgot one more thing," he said simply, brushing his thumb over my lower lips.
"What is that?" I whispered almost inaudibly.
"I'm also your mate." He murmured, leaning towards me.
"What do you want from me?" I asked, feeling so confused.
"Isn't it obvious?" He asked with a smirk, "I want you."

***

Aria is heartbroken, when her fated mate, the Alpha's son, betrays and brutally rejects her.
Seeking temporary comfort, she finds herself in the arms of a mysterious stranger who offers her the comfort she desperately craves that night, under the influence of a sexual stimulant and she flees the next morning.
To her shock, she discovers that her passionate night was spent with her ex-mate's uncle, the Alpha King, Alpha Knox Blackwood, who is also her second chance mate.
Knox however is not willing to let her go. He has had a taste and wants her for himself.
Knox offers her a second chance- an opportunity to leave her past as an omega behind.
Will she accept?
What happens when their dark pasts rise to haunt them? Can they build a future together or will the opposing forces drive them apart?

A Night with the Alpha King: Rejected and Reclaimed

　　Surprise surged through me at his words. "What?" I gaped stupidly.


　　An amused look crossed his face, but it disappeared so fast that I thought that I had imagined it.


　　"I am sorry for my sister's behaviour," he repeated, then he sighed. "Please don't tell the alpha about it." He said.


　　I was getting so surprised and confused that I couldn't hold in my surprise. "What is causing the sudden change of mind? Did you suddenly grow a conscience, and decide that I didn't deserve all the unnecessary hate? Why are you suddenly so scared that I would tell the Alpha?" I spat as annoyance flickered through me.


　　What was his end game? Why was he acting this way?


　　Hunter released a sigh, and he placed his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants.


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