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 2
Grace's face flushed with embarrassment as she swatted Carson's arm. "You little punk, what are you blabbering about? This is the miracle cure I busted my butt to find for you!"
I turned to Grace, keeping my voice steady. "You see it, right? Carson doesn't need fixing. Mention Willow, and his so-called muteness vanishes. Just let him bond to her, and he'll probably live to a hundred."
"As for that longevity saint crap? It's just rumors gone wild. Grace, you're too smart to buy into that superstition."
Grace sighed, caught between a rock and a hard place. I wasn't budging, and Carson sure as hell wasn't on board. She couldn't exactly tie me up and force me.
Still, she latched onto my other suggestion. "What about bonding with Yuri, Xandra?"
I didn't even look up, shooting it down flat. "No thanks. You know my condition. I'm not out to screw anyone over."
Grace had no comeback for that. She just nodded, looking defeated.
Carson and Yuri, though? They clearly didn't see that coming. Both of them whipped their heads toward me, eyes wide.
Yuri reacted the hardest, stepping forward like he had something to say. But I spun on my heel and walked out. Just being near those two made my skin crawl. This time around, I wasn't standing in their way-I'd even handed them their happily-ever-after on a silver platter. They should be thrilled to have their little trio forever.
But I barely made it to the door before Carson charged after me, blocking my path. "Xandra!"
I kept walking.
"Xandra, stop right there, damn it!" His voice was hoarse, racked with coughs.
I turned, wondering what the hell he wanted. With his frail body, I half-expected him to keel over and pin the blame on me.
Carson's face was smug, his eyes glinting with triumph. "Mom's already agreed to let me bond to Willow. So you can quit dreaming about me, Xandra. Longevity saint? Please. It's just a cheap trick you cooked up to climb the social ladder. Bet you even paid off that quack who said I was dying, huh?"
Oh, really? Funny, because in my last life, he sure didn't mind crawling into my bed every night, relentless like it was his job. Back then, I thought it was love. Later, I realized he was just testing if I could really keep him alive-for Willow's sake. What a wolf.
I stared at him, calm as a summer breeze. "Congrats, then."
Carson blinked, thrown off by how chill I was. "Go ahead and play it cool. I know you're scheming to sabotage me and Willow. Newsflash: it ain't happening!"
Then he started hacking, his coughs rattling his chest.
I smirked. "Worry about yourself, Carson. Keep your cool and maybe you won't drop dead on your bond night."
His face twisted with rage. He lunged to slap me, but I dodged, and he ate dirt, sprawling on the floor, too weak to get up.
Yuri, who'd been watching like it was a damn soap opera, finally stepped in, motioning for someone to haul Carson away.
Then he turned to me, his dark eyes locking onto mine like a predator.
His first words made my fists clench. "Xandra, why won't you bond to me? You're reborn too, aren't you?"
I stared at him, shocked, my hands trembling with hate for this wolf. In this new life, I wanted nothing to do with Carson-let fate deal with him. But Yuri? I wanted to grind him into dust. In my last life, he played me for three years, earning my trust so I'd willingly let them drain my blood. He had me so fooled that I fell for him, only to end up strapped to an operating table, watching my life bleed out as I aged from eighteen to eighty in hours.
I heard their cheers as Willow woke up, while I lay there, waiting for death.
My blood only bought her a temporary reprieve, though. To keep her conscious, Yuri raided our pack, rounded up every last person, and locked them in a secret lab, turning them into living blood banks. All so he could harvest a bowl of fresh blood daily to keep Willow awake.
To hide the hate burning in my eyes, I looked down. "I don't know what you're talking about. We've never even met. Why would I bond to you?"
Yuri let out a relieved sigh. To him, no memories of my past life meant I was an easy mark.
He grabbed my hand, just like he did a million times before, all smooth and charming. "Xandra, I fell for you the moment I saw you. Love at first sight. Don't push me away. Bond to me, please?"
I yanked my hand back, covering my mouth to keep from gagging. I looked into his fake, lovesick eyes, wondering why he still wouldn't leave me alone.
"No thanks. I'm done with bond for good."
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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...