After The Rejection Novels & Stories

A wave of sadness washed over me as I thought about her. "What's wrong?" Hector asked. I shook my head, "Nothing. I miss her, that's all." Hector squeezed my hand in a comforting gesture. I looked into his eyes and saw they held a look of understanding. Hector smiled, "It's OK. When you're ready to accept the rejection, I'll be here for you." I nodded, "I know, but don't worry, I intend to accept it soon." "Oh, really?" Jonathan said. "When?" I smiled. "Next week when Erick comes," I responded.

His response surprised me. "I... I had to. I couldn't stay in your pack after your rejection," I murmured meekly, my voice barely audible as I stared at the ground, avoiding his piercing gaze. I inhaled sharply, sensing his presence shifting closer, his presence almost suffocating. "There is no certain rule that, after rejection, a Luna has to leave," he asserted, his voice laced with authority, breaking through the tension. But he seemed to forget that I was no longer his Luna after his rejection.

What's with my wolf screaming the word 'MATE' anytime Jake gets in close range to me. The first time I heard those words after the rejection was during the honey moon. The snack game, the kiss. I remember going blank for a moment. Then he touched me, the pleasurable shock it sent down my spine was divine. I wanted to feel it again, but he removed his hand like I was some hot metal plate. For some reason I was disappointed. No it was not for some reason, the mate bond made me disappointed!. I'm so confused right now. What happened to the rejection?. If the mate bond was not broken, that means Jake and I are still matessss!. Woah!.

I didn't know but I kinda miss him. If only I were strong enough to take risks again, most probably I'm already be in the warmth of his embrace. However, I was skeptical. I was traumatized by rejection and pain that I chose to live without him anymore. Truth be told, I thought it would be easy to wipe him out of my life after seeing him anew, but it was the exact opposite. I read his last piece of message and my fingers voluntarily tapped the reply button. My thumbs were doing a little dance and weren't sure what to say. Bizarre but in the end, I put it down and leaned my head on my chair before closing my eyes to calm my whole being.

"Maybe he was rejected before..." "Maybe," I replied, and a breath escaped my lips. For some reason, this almost felt even worse than Alpha Noah's rejection. ****

Even I missed her. I kept my hand on my mouth to control my voice of cries, knowing he is in so much pain. Aaron might not realise that I didn't accept his rejection. He rejected me two months ago and that pain was unbearable for me but still, I didn't accept his rejection like he didn't accept mine. I wanted to tell him how much I love him and want him but I won't because I know my confession won't make any changes. I can't bring Alice back. Nothing can fill the emptiness which is in our hearts after losing her. Nothing can fix our life.

I sent a follow-up text: "At least let’s talk." The message didn’t even deliver. I stared at my screen, heart tightening. Was this really it? After everything we’d been through… was Richard really going to walk away over one rejection?

“Do you think it would work, though? He doesn’t feel the bond. Would a rejection work? And if I reject him… do I need to do it in his face?” Ice eyed her. Well, there are two ways you can reject someone. Both causes immense pain the moment you declare your rejection. If the other person rejects you as well, the pain would stop as the rejection is complete and mutual. But if that other person doesn’t reject you, or if you reject them without them knowing, all you can do is wait for the next full moon. When it elapses, the rejection is deemed to be completed. Only then would the bond and the pain stop.

he pronounced firmly. The finality in his voice shattered what little hope I had left in me. I could see Cynthia standing behind him, and her eyes were glinting with satisfaction. She had won, and I had lost everything. With a deep, shuddering breath, I forced myself to stand tall, despite the pain that was currently coursing through my body. “If that’s what you want, Reese, then yes, I accept the rejection,” I said. My voice was steady despite the tears streaming down my face. “But mark my words. You will definitely regret rejecting me. You will see the truth, and when you do, it will be too late.”

It feels a lot different after rejecting her. I sat down, wallowing in thoughts for hours, and after a while I remembered something. I remembered that I had rejected her, but she didn't accept the rejection. I know that I have to do that before I do anything else. I knew that if she kept on living without accepting my rejection, things wouldn't be good.