10 Ways To Get Rejected By The Tyrant Novels & Stories

I won't give up this easily on her without putting up a fight. I decide to wait until things have cooled down a bit. In my quest to get Ella back into my life, I used my daughter in a very inappropriate way. But that was done already. I will just have to change my tactics. I will pretend that I am defeated and that Ella has won. And without her realizing it. I will be back in my daughters' life again. And this time, it will be for good.

I finished off my words with a threat. However, Aleksander grinned and slouched onto the chair he had dragged. “I don't care about your rejection. No one could stop me from getting what I want, not even you, little mate. Why don't you try to reject me? I seem to recall that you have done two rejections and might have lost your wolf because of it. Are you sure you want to reject me?” His words made me uncertain about rejecting him. What were the consequences of rejecting a third-chance mate? Rejecting Theo caused me to lose Lexi. Would rejecting Aleksander cause me to die?

“Now, tell me. What do you want your punishment to be? Should I ask someone to choke you until your last breath? Or maybe pour boiling water on your bodies? Or... you can resign immediately. Choose.” “Madam, it’s not... like that... can you let me explain...” Abigail tried to speak, her voice quivering with terror. “Shut up!” Mrs Williams roared. “You can’t even speak clearly. How are you supposed to explain? Tell me—I want to know!” Abigail’s thoughts raced wildly. What do we do now? Are we supposed to let her die kneeling down? But young master said if she has any pain, we’ll rot in jail...

Catherine asked. "Change the conditions. Not through time travel. Through choice. Right now." Maya looked around the room. "Victor wins because he offers certainty. Strong leadership. Clear rules. Safety through strength. That appeals to desperate people because federal offers uncertainty and Catherine offers exclusion. Neither system actually meets people's needs. So they turn to tyranny." "You're saying we created Victor by failing?" Morrison's voice was hard.

He tried to look cold, but Lucy could see the slight tremor in his fingers. "You still have to sign the certificate on Saturday," Adrian whispered, his voice losing its booming strength. "You still have to live in my house. You still have to play the part of my wife." "And I will," Lucy said, her voice flat. "I will stand at that altar. I will wear the white dress Victoria bought. I will say the vows, and I will sign the paper to keep my father alive. I will give you my presence, Adrian. But that is all you get. You will never have my respect, you will never have my fear, and you will never touch me again."

No WereTiger has been rejected since he was born and his mother had told him that only his father wasn't able to have his desired love and now it seemed as though, he too has been cursed to suffer such fate. It isn't something to be proud of so why should he be eager to tell another ear of how he got Rejected and even more how his Mate turned out to be the Lycanthrope they all hated and feared? He knew many who would want to see the Alpha Of Alpha dead.

I wanted Paris, and I’m happy I have him, but I didn’t want to hurt anyone. Paris tells me she will be okay, and I hope it’s true. I heard from Tory that she rejected her mate. I asked if she wouldn’t get a second chance since I heard there’s such a thing. It’s rare, but it is possible. Tory said she won’t because she rejected her mate. She says only the rejected stand a chance of getting second-chance mates, and that just made me sad for her because I know rejecting her mate wasn't her decision.

"What?" He sighed again, putting a finger under my chin and looking closer at my neck. He was looking at the scars, I just knew it. I shrunk away from him and shoved his hand away, my eyes wide as my chest tightened. "All the pain and suffering you endured, you didn't deserve any of it. You are extremely special and your mate should have treasured you. His decision to reject you was a reflection of him, not you. I hope you understand that." I was crying before I could even process his words. "He only rejected me because I was an omega. If my parents were still alive, I would have been an alpha," I gritted out, my voice cracking with emotion.

I didn't want to waste my time any longer in that humiliating place. "Alpha Alejandro, PLEASE, accept my rejection." I kept my last courtesy, now I was representing Tyranny Pack. "Hirrie, you ......" Alejandro reacted and tried to pull me back, but James didn't wait for me to make a move and tossed him aside like garbage. "Accept, My, Rejection" I aggravated my tone because if he doesn't accept, the rejection will be meaningless, and that's the most unfair part of the werewolf world! No one can unilaterally reject an Alpha... "No! Never!"

"Or convinced that he has made you willing." The word sat ugly in the air. Vaelric: "That isn't new news." He had perched his butt at the far end of the table, way too far away for my comfort, but those eyes kept searching for mine every minute or so like they needed my approval to stop. "Converts trump martyrs" was always the mantra of the Veiled Court. Finally, "A sovereign that chooses their side voluntarily is a million times better than one they have to manipulate by proxy."