Accept Your Fate Novels & Stories

"Girl, I totally knew you would kick ass with your designs" Amanda's voice sounded over the phone. "I know, right? I couldn't even believe it, they accepted all my designs, and not one of them was rejected. You have to attend my project fashion show event, you can't miss this one " Leah squealed excitedly. "As if Muchacho, of course, I'll be there. won't miss it for the world" Amanda replied. "Alright Bebe, I have to go now, I'm at work. See you when I get home " Leah said and cut the call.

But I can’t get the words out. “Accept the rejection! You know the consequences of rejecting me.” It’s another direct order from the Alpha King. It feels like fire is rising in my throat, burning and itching every inch inside me. I can’t breathe, and it’s like I’ve been hit by a truck. The consequences……Punished like those criminals in the past! My baby can't bear that! Lucy is inconsolable. Her howl is absolutely deafening. “ACCEPT!” “I…” My voice is a feeble whisper, “I… accept.”

I was ready to fall acceptingly to the floor and lay there in satisfaction since it was the wish of my perfect best friend. “He knows best, doesn't he?” I thought tiredly, hoping for everything to just end at once. He clenched his teeth and twisted the knife inside me, brutally reminding me that it was over for me, everything I had worked for and loved would go to waste. I would never see nor feel them again and my heart would never beat for anyone again. With quiet resignation, I accepted my fate and allowed the sharp pain and gushing blood in me, float me to a land where I'll never grow old.

“I…wish it was that simple, but it’s not. In fact, I’m not sure that any of that stuff will be true for me if I accept her.” Kenneth finally stopped what he was doing. “If you accept? You bumped your head or something?” “No-” “Then what do you mean by If? What did she do? What- why would you reject your mate? You’ve only just met her today. She can’t be that unattractive that you’d immediately shut her down.” “It’s not that,” I countered. “Then what is it? If she didn’t do anything wrong or-is-is she a part of the Moors Wolf pack?” he asked me. “Because if so, that can be easily reconciled. We have something in the works anyway-”

He crosses his muscled arms. “Fine, take your time. Sow your wild oats and get that shit out of your system until you come to your senses and come home to your mate. You can’t run from this forever. She is your fate, your future Slade. The sooner you accept that, the happier you’ll be.” I put the truck in gear, “My fate is for me to decide.”

My fingers trembled. He said nothing new. His rejection had already landed; I’d heard the words. But his stillness made it worse, as if he refused to witness the damage he’d done. I let the breath shudder out of me and did the only thing left that didn’t feel like dying: I made a choice. “I accept it.” My voice snapped like a thin wire. “I, Anya Voss, accept your rejection, Alpha Rowan.” The reaction was immediate and savage. White-hot pain exploded through me, not like heartbreak but like being ripped open. It clawed down my throat, stole air from my lungs, and everything went bright.

That I accept his rejection? I'm on a hospital bed with my legs hanging, don't even know if I am going to be able to walk again after being hit by one of his psychopath pack drivers and he wants me to accept his rejection. If I thought this guy was crazy, now I think he needs asylum. "No, I will not accept your rejection, King," . . .

She had accepted the rejection. Finally.

“Wait… you don’t think…” Suddenly, Odo, Idris, ReNew, and Destiny appeared, all pulled into the illusion. “This nightmare has a six-foot-tall lunatic with a machete!” Charlene cried out from somewhere in the distance. “He’s killing people at this very lake!” “If you die here, you can die in real life, right?” Odo asked, growing pale. “We’re not people,” Idris said. “We’re Fates.” “Do you really think that matters?” ReNew snapped. “He’s not going to ask if we’re human or Fate before he chops us up.”

Accepting My Fate ***** The room they gave me was quiet, but my mind wasn’t. I sat on the edge of the bed, arms wrapped around myself, still trying to accept everything that happened. The walls felt too close, the air too heavy. I kept telling myself to breathe, to stay calm, to not break down again. But how could I accept a fate like this? Sold. Used. Trapped. My father’s betrayal stabbed deeper than Alpha Logan’s cold threats. I kept wiping my tears, whispering to myself like it would help.