5 Time Rejected Gamma Novels & Stories

The Gamma is cuffed to the chair with a silver handcuff rending him unable to shift or link his Pack members. “It is about time,” he mutters as he scowls at both Carter and me. “You do not deserve my time, unless you can tell me the truth about this Pack,” Carter says coldly. The Gamma smirks, “There is nothing to tell,” he says as Carter moves towards the door, “Then I have no reason to be here,” he replies.

I growl, my chest heaving from the anger I’m feeling. How could she…. And here I was, feeling sorry for what I was about to do to her. She doesn’t deserve my pity. She was going to trap me had I been the type to want my mate. “I’m sorry, Reece! Please, don’t reject me. I’m your soulmate!” Amber pleads as tears stream down her face. “I’m sorry for this too. I, Reece Gunner, Gamma of the Central pack, reject you Amber Thompson as my mate,” I recite the rejection vow and Amber cries out.

I order. “I’ll work on that immediately,” Owen says. “Tomorrow,” I reply. “It’s late and we can’t be at our best with everyone injured, tired and not thinking straight. Everything will start first thing tomorrow morning. Officially Mark is now the beta and Owen is the other gamma. Shane I would like you to remain as the other gamma. Your experience is invaluable. Any rejections.” I look around the room and none of the elders seem to reject my decision. Shane nods his head, accepting to remain in his position. “Good. Dismissed.” Everyone files out of the room. It is after midnight and everyone is tired. Mom stays behind.

“I don’t want a weak Omega as my mate, nobody does!” Before I could respond, he bared his fangs at me and bit me deeply on the neck. The mark was painful as it caused burning feelings throughout the entire body and made my wolf yelp in pain. wever, he retreated a little, his gaze devoid of any emotions. “I, Dane, publicly reject you, Roslyn,” he said in a loud but composed tone. The rejection cut through me like a knife and made the bond start tearing as my wolf screamed. I swayed as my legs gave out, and Dane reached for my arm and held me.

I told myself that even as I slowed, some instinct I couldn’t fully justify keeping my feet rooted just outside the doorway, close enough to hear without being seen. “—moved the date up again,” Aldric was saying, his voice carrying the particular flatness of a man discussing logistics rather than anything sentimental. “Two weeks from Saturday now, not three. The Alpha wants it finalized before Ashcombe has time to build any more momentum with the neutral packs.” “Two weeks.” The staff member’s voice carried faint surprise. “That’s barely enough time to finish the arrangements properly.”

I couldn’t care less on how harsh I might have sounded, and he could vex over it for all I care. He expressed a plain reaction, heaving yet another sigh as he said, “I’m not here for that either, I’m here to actually renounce my rejection,” he vocalized, bold and clear with his words. Too clear there’s no way I can say something went wrong with my hearing, but still, “Huh?” My brows creased at him in a quizzical look. Is he okay? Mentally okay? “I’m renouncing my rejection, Myra. So I’m sorry but you can’t accept the Alpha King as your second chanced mate,” he further explained himself.

“Just checking on you. You’ve been gone for hours, and your aunt’s worried sick. Figured I’d find you before you did something stupid.” “Too late for that,” I muttered, staring up at the sky. Ethan was quiet for a moment, his usual bravado slipping. “What happened with Christopher?” “You already know” “Are you kidding the whole pack knows the alpha found his mate and rejected her” “He didn’t actually reject me” Ethan looks confused “what do you mean?” I hesitated, not sure how much to say. But Ethan had always been a good listener, and right now, I needed someone to talk to.

Then, buried near the bottom of the box, I found something that made my blood run cold. It was an email, sent three months after the rejection, from an account I didn't recognize. The address was generic, packadvocate2022@securemail.com, and it was addressed to multiple recipients: Elder Morrison, Elder Blackthorne, and Beta Damien Steele. The rejection was necessary, but insufficient. As long as Aria Blackwood remains within pack territory, she represents a weakness the Alpha cannot fully overcome. Her presence is a constant reminder of his moment of poor judgment, and her very existence invites speculation about his decision-making capabilities.

I said immediately. They took me for testing. In my confusion, I had left my phone and everything else in my car. I couldn’t call anyone, not even my mother, who was probably worried sick. The sun had already begun to set. I felt trapped between wanting to grab my phone and needing to wait for the results. After thirty long minutes, the doctor returned, and my heart dropped when I saw his face. “Madam… you are not compatible with your daughter. We need another relative, or her father. Please call someone immediately.” Panic washed over me.

Dallan mused when Kai settled for a rather childish channel. "The best way to live is to embrace that childish part of yourself." Like an enraged teen, he rolled his eyes and completely turned off the TV. "What happened in there?" "A lot." Dallan exhaled and collapsed on a sofa directly facing Kai. "We have agreed to reject each other. You said that is possible, right?" Kai looked at the alpha in pity. "Dal, you were never this way: so unreasonable. If you guys go through the rejection rites, you could stay without a mate throughout your entire centuries. It will not be a very pleasant experience, trust me."