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CHASING AFTER THE REJECTED  Novel Cover

CHASING AFTER THE REJECTED

Existing in a depressed life without a glimpse of hope, Alice lived with her uncle, who mistreated her badly. She finally found her mate whom she had sought for and wished to have. Her mate rejected her after she caught him cheating. She ran away but found out that she was pregnant. She moved on with her life and planned to raise her kids alone. On a momentous day, a sinister plot by jealous forces threatens; her children; they were kidnapped by unknown people. Alice was unable to find her kids after all efforts. In a while she discovered that it was her powerful rival, the Villain that orchestrated the kidnap. She got back to her mate, Andrew, to help her find her kids. What was his reaction to his secret babies Alice has hidden from him, can Andrew and Alice put their differences aside to rescue them?
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Chapter 2

You both would be a great match, an asshole and a bitch. A perfect couple.

"I can't wait to see the look on the other girls' faces when I become his mate" I couldn't hold back my laugh any longer.

It came out without my consent.

"Did you just laugh at me?" Eve accused.

"I'm really sorry, I just happened to hear someone say something quite ridiculous, that's all."

"And what's ridiculous about what l said?"

"I never said it was you, but if you insist, be my guest." I shrugged.

"You sound so stupid giving yourself so much hope when you actually know deep inside that you're just a cum dump for Andrew.

Even if he had the chance to choose his mate, trust me when I say he would never, ever choose a bimbo bitch like you."

I knew I had hit the right spot and I was proud of myself.

What I didn't know was what she would do next. I watched her as she picked up her cup of chocolate milk and poured it on my head.

I thought of slapping her but remembered it was against the rules. In school those days, I knew I had once beaten her up.

She had not formed the so-called click then. I knew I still could beat her again.

Except for sleeping around with different men, Eve has no strength.

I stood there shocked, but kind of expecting it as I watched Eve walk out of the diner, the rest of the sisters following behind her, while glaring at me.

I turned around to see Dave standing there, arms crossed.

I smiled mischievously at him and he sighed. It's not my fault they can't take a joke.

"Just pack your bag and go home. It's almost time for Andrew's ceremony, go get ready."

He shook his head and walked away. I stuck my tongue out and licked some of the chocolate milk that had gotten on my face.

What a waste. I looked around to see the other people in the diner staring at me, some confused, some disgusted, and a few amused. I just shrugged and strutted back to the locker room to get my bag.

"What did you do?" Avery said, shocked when she saw the state she was in.

"Well, I was just trying to advise someone, but they just didn't get it and got angry." I shrugged.

"You always get yourself in trouble one way or the other. Get home safely." She said, walking out of the locker room.

I packed my bag and walked home, with the chocolate milk dripping from my hair and clothes.

Even though my house was quite far, I couldn't afford to spend any money on the bus, that's why I chose to walk.

People stared at me weirdly and tried to stay away from me, but I didn't care; it was just chocolate milk.

Haven't you guys seen anyone drenched in chocolate milk before?

When I got home, Justin and Wendy weren't at home, so that was one good thing that had happened that day they were probably already at the ceremony. I rushed into the bathroom.

I really didn't know how long it would take for me to get the chocolate milk smell out of my hair and I had to wash my clothes so Whiny Wendy wouldn't scream the house down when she got back.

I laughed at my own joke. I had made up the nickname for her because she always whined and sounded like a dying fish whenever she screamed.

I don't actually know what dying fish sound like, but it didn't matter.

I put my clothes in the washing machine, before leaving to take my bath. I scrubbed and scrubbed my hair with shampoo, but the chocolate smell still wasn't coming out.

I eventually gave up and walked out of the bathroom to check my clothes in the washing machine. I quickly put them in the dryer and went to my room to dress up.

I didn't have many nice clothes, so I just wore the only short dress that I had.

I quickly made my blonde, almost white hair and stood in front of the mirror after getting my clothes out of the dryer, trying to make myself look presentable.

I didn't look all that but it was basically the prettiest I had ever looked.

It's not like I'm going to see the Moon goddess or something.

The sitting room door was jammed; I forgot to be careful with it. While opening it, it got locked up.

I got confused about what to do next. I sat back, thinking of what my next line of action will be.

The key I had was the back, and it was jammed and locked when the keys were outside.

I blame myself for being so stupid for not having removed the keys from the hole just because I was rushing as if anyone could notice my presence.

Sitting on the couch, I dozed off. I woke up realizing it was already late and the choice had been made. If I don't go I will be in trouble.

The best way to register my presence no matter what. If I fail to do so, Wendy will skin me alive.

Through my uncle's bedroom, the window wasn't locked and I could move out from there,

I did my best climbing so that they wouldn't notice that I passed through there. My passage was successful, and I accomplished the mission of getting back the keys I left in the keyhole outside.

I quickly left the house and locked the door behind me. I walked as fast as I could because I didn't want to be caught disobeying the Alpha's orders. I already had too much on my plate.

When I finally got there, I saw that the entrance was beautifully decorated with fairy lights. It looked so beautiful.

I heard a lot of noise coming from inside the pack square, so I went in, curious as to what was going on.

I looked to the side and saw her crying in her beautiful red dress, the rest of her B and B sisters, comforting her.

I was surprised at first, but I quickly guessed what was going on. She wasn't Andrew's mate. I let out a laugh that drew the attention of so many.

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