Reborn, I refuse the bond to my mate
Xandra, the so - called "longevity saint", was reborn after being betrayed and exploited in her past life. In the new life, Carson and Yuri try to manipulate her into bonding, but she refuses. She decides to bond with Nathan, the Stone family's enemy. Nathan protects her from the Stone family's attacks. Carson later begs for her help when dying, and Yuri comes with a bruised Willow, trying to apologize. Xandra and Nathan get revenge, and the Stone family meets a tragic end.
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Chapter 1
I'm Xandra Sterling, the so-called "saint" of Celadon-pack, born with a body that's supposedly a living elixir. Rumor has it, anyone who gets close to me-real close-gains years on their life.
In my last life, I was bound to Carson Stone, the sickly, mute heir of the Stone family. A wolf who was knocking on death's door.
He spent every night tangled up with me, and sure enough, his health bounced back. But the second he was in the clear, he tossed me to a pack of ten old creeps to be humiliated.
"If you hadn't spun that 'longevity saint' nonsense to trick me into bonding with you, Willow would've never jumped off that building and ended up a vegetable!" he spat.
"You're supposed to make people live longer, right? Let's see how long you can keep those ten old geezers breathing."
I was drowning in despair when Carson's uncle, Yuri, swooped in to save me. He helped me get revenge, nursed me back to health with all the care in the world. And when I finally caved and agreed to bond to him, he locked me in chains and dragged me to an operating room. That's when I overheard him and Carson scheming:
"Yuri, you're a genius," Carson said. "She claims she's some longevity saint, right? Drain all her blood and give it to Willow. That'll wake her up. It's the perfect way to make her pay."
They jammed a needle as thick as my thumb into my veins and bled me dry. I went from an eighteen-year-old she-wolf to an eighty-year-old hag in hours, dying alone on a hospital bed.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back in time. Carson's mom, Grace, was staring at me, her voice trembling. "Xandra, is it true? Can being with you really save someone who's dying?"
I gave her a soft smile. "It's all made-up nonsense. Besides, I've got a condition-born with it. I can't be with anyone like that."
Grace froze, tears welling up in her eyes. "Xandra, you're sure? But the pack elder swore it was true, and your mom backed him up."
I shook my head firmly and handed her a forged medical report, crushing her last shred of hope.
Then I added, "Don't worry, Grace. I can't fix Carson's illness, but someone else can."
Her eyes lit up with desperate hope. "Who?"
"Your adopted daughter, Willow. If you let her bond to Carson, I bet he'll be right as rain in no time."
In my last life, Carson was a frail, dying wolf who pretended to be mute. The "dying" part was legit, but the mute act? That was just a ploy to guilt Grace into letting him bond to his adopted sister, Willow. Before Grace could even shut it down, we heard the frantic squeak of a wheelchair rolling in.
Carson and Yuri burst into the room together.
Carson's face was twisted with panic. "Mom, kick her out! No way in hell am I bonding with this vain, lying gold-digger!"
Grace stared at her son, jaw on the floor. It was the first time he'd spoken in years.
Terrified she'd force the issue, Carson didn't even care that he was coughing up blood. He dropped to his knees, begging, "Mom, I've only ever wanted Willow. If I can't have her, I'd rather die right now. What's the point of some fake longevity saint?"
Grace snapped, "Enough! What kind of nonsense are you spouting?"
She was furious but heartbroken, and it all clicked. Carson had faked being mute to manipulate her into letting him bond to Willow.
Before she could say more, Yuri, who'd been quiet till now, spoke up. "Grace, if Carson doesn't want to bond to Xandra, how about I do it instead?"
Carson jumped in, "Yeah, Mom! If you're so set on keeping this chick around, let her bond to Yuri. Same difference, right? She's still in the family."
Then Carson shot me a smug, icy glare. "Xandra, you should be thanking your lucky stars a wolf like Yuri would even look at you. Keep trying to cling to me, and I'll make sure you regret it."
With a couple of flippant sentences, they thought they could just decide my future.
This never happened in my last life. Back then, they let the bond go through without a peep, only to pin all the blame on me after Willow's death.
Now, though? One's publicly begging to bond to Willow, and the other's offering to take me off their hands.
Looks like they've been reborn too.
Yuri probably thinks I'll latch onto Carson and break Willow's heart, so he's "sacrificing" himself to bond to me and keep me out of the way.
Too bad for them. This time around, I'm not bonding with either of these scumbags.
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8.8
I was the wife of Callan Drake, the man who conquered death to save me. Our love was a modern myth, and for five years, I was his most prized possession, living in a gilded cage everyone envied.
But on our fifth anniversary, I discovered his perfect devotion was a lie. He was cheating on me with his mistress, Ericka.
I followed them to a crumbling shack and heard her cruel words slice through the air.
"She's a broken toy," she whispered to him. "A barren queen who can't give you an heir."
Then I watched as he pulled her into his arms, their silhouettes twisting together in a sickening dance of betrayal. The man who had moved heaven and earth for me was giving himself to another woman.
Everything I believed in was a carefully constructed illusion. He had saved my body, but he had just killed my soul.
So that night, I gave him one last gift. While he was distracted at our anniversary gala, I left the dissolution papers on our bed and walked away forever. By midnight, I was gone.
8.5
My mate, the Alpha, was planning to replace me. He was terrified of the family curse that took his mother in childbirth, and he decided his human lover, Lila, was a safer bet to carry his heir.
The plan was as cruel as it was calculated. He was throwing me a lavish birthday party, not to celebrate me, but to create a public stage for my rejection. He told his most trusted men he would break our sacred bond and install Lila as his new mate right after.
The humiliation was a constant, public execution. He flaunted Lila at every turn, and for a tiny scrape on her hand, he performed a sacred life-force ritual meant only for a dying mate, a blasphemy that horrified our pack. At a formal dinner, Lila announced she was pregnant, and he fled with her when I demanded the rejection he had planned all along.
Later that night, through the agony of our bond, I felt him kiss her. It was a passionate, claiming kiss that finally shattered my heart. He thought I was too gentle to fight back, a willing sacrifice for the good of the pack.
He was wrong. Using his own rage against him, I twisted the rite and severed our bond myself. The next morning, I signed his papers, took none of his blood money, and walked out of his life forever, leaving him to the future he'd built on a bed of lies.
7.2
I woke up in a lavish bedroom, only to find a man built like a god of war chained to my wall, glaring at me with pure, unadulterated hatred.
A glowing apparition appeared and told me I had died in a car crash and transmigrated into the body of Elara, a tyrant Luna. Worse, the chained man was Ryker, one of my six fated mates whom the original Elara had brutally tortured.
Because of her sadistic crimes-starving them, exiling them, and sending two of them on a suicide mission-my affinity with them was at negative five hundred. The apparition delivered my terrifying death sentence.
"In three days, at the Marking Ceremony, you will be killed by your six mates."
No matter what I did-freeing Ryker, sharing my food, or lifting their brother's exile-they viewed every act of kindness as a sick, twisted trap. They were just waiting for the punchline to my cruel joke, ready to expose me and end my life.
I was just a librarian who organized book clubs and paid my taxes. Why did the Goddess throw me into this doomed vessel to pay for a psychopath's blood debts? How was I supposed to survive when the men destined to love me were actively plotting to rip my throat out?
Cornered by their righteous fury, I realized playing defense wouldn't work. I grabbed a dagger, sliced my own palm over the ceremonial stone, and swore a blood oath to bring their missing brothers home-or initiate a soul-shattering Rejection Ceremony myself.
8.5
Aryan is a hardworking young man who becomes the sole breadwinner of his broken family at just eighteen. With a careless, alcoholic father and two helpless younger siblings depending entirely on him, Aryan sacrifices his education and works as a delivery boy to keep his family alive.
One tragic night, while returning home from work, Aryan is hit by a car with failed brakes and left to die on a deserted highway. Despite countless vehicles passing by, no one stops to help. Aryan dies thinking only about the fate of his younger brother and sister.
After death, Aryan awakens before a mysterious divine entity who reveals himself as the creator of the universe. Unable to return Aryan to his destroyed body, the being offers him a second life in a completely different world. Desperate to protect his siblings, Aryan begs for them to be reborn with him-and his request is granted.
Aryan and his siblings are reincarnated on Planet Swaraj, a dangerous and magical world filled with monsters, swordsmen, mages, and dragons. Aryan is granted a mysterious system that tracks his abilities and offers power through combat. To survive and protect his family, he must defeat strange creatures, level up, and unlock hidden powers.
Now reborn in a world where strength determines survival, Aryan begins his journey-not for glory or power, but to ensure that this time, his family will never be left helpless again.
9.4
Ava endures years of abuse and humiliation as a loyal servant to Alpha Arther, driven by a vow to fulfill the dying wish of Nelson, Arther's late brother who saved her from a life of trafficking and trauma.
Bound by guilt and duty, Ava sacrifices herself repeatedly-taking bullets, enduring torture, and serving as a punching bag for Arther and his sadistic mate, Bellona.
As Arther grows obsessed with Bellona, he cruelly dismisses Ava, blaming her for imagined slights and forcing her to endure public degradation.
Unbeknownst to him, Ava's loyalty stems from a sacred promise to Nelson, whose memory she cherishes through a wolf's tooth pendant and a hidden journal.
When Arther orders Ava to plan his wedding to Bellona in her hometown of Webber-a place steeped in her painful past with Nelson-she begins to unravel, clinging to the last remnants of her shattered dignity.
The truth erupts at the wedding when Bellona exposes Ava's pendant, triggering Arther's jealousy. In a desperate bid to save the pendant, Ava nearly drowns, revealing her deep bond with Nelson. Arther, consumed by rage and confusion, discovers Nelson's journal, uncovering his brother's love for Ava and her decades-long sacrifice for his safety...