Best Rejected Mate Books Novels & Stories

You are a kingdom organized in a pack, just like the witches. Felicia surprised said "Wait! You said that influence only manifests between a wolf and his mate. But I'm not a wolf." "Yes, and that's the second problem, because on top of that, you are natural enemies to each other. It seems we haven't measured the extent of this power." "In other words, Felicia and Nathaniel, you are united by destiny. And this union could bring enormous controversies in the supernatural world." Richard said "What could be the level of severity of this union, Uncle?" Derrick asked

“You can’t take a break from your Goddess-given mate. That’s not how these things work! You know he can feel it when you sleep with Danny. It could kill him if you do it more than once.” Oh, I know. Oh, I definitely know that little life lesson. “Megan, I didn’t sleep with Danny, and I don’t plan to unless or until Jason and I reject each other.” “REJECT EACH OTHER? You are thinking of rejecting your mate? Your Goddess given mate? Cassie, what is wrong with you?” “Not every pairing is meant to be. Look at Mom and Dad. Dad rejected his first mate. Besides, aren’t you the one who told me recently that I am worthy of a mate who loves and respect me, and that I deserve to be happy?”

"I need a mate who's strong enough to stand beside an Alpha in battle. Someone who can protect this pack and lead warriors, not someone who hides behind healing books and herb gardens." The words hit me like physical blows to my chest. Everything inside me felt tight and painfully compressed, like I couldn't draw a proper breath. "But you're my fated mate," I whispered desperately, my voice barely audible. His jaw clenched tightly, muscles jumping under his skin. "Fate makes mistakes sometimes. Biology doesn't always choose correctly." Then he did something that completely destroyed whatever was left of my heart. He turned away from me dismissively and took Sarah's perfectly manicured hand i

“I came here to get an answer out of you for why you are so desperate to turn away your own mate?” That’s not begging, is it? He sneers at me in a way that makes my wolf whimper. “I already told you. I don’t want something broken.” His words are cruel, each word like a physical blow. “I can do much better than you. If you’ve lived with a wolf pack, then you should know that fated mates can reject each other if the other finds one lacking. And I find you lacking in every aspect.” I can feel the blood drain from my face, but I refuse to let him see the way he is stabbing me with his heartless words. As he speaks, it feels like my mother’s words are coming out of his mouth.

“ That single word cut like a blade. Damon’s eyes held mine; sharp and merciless. My breath hitches and my father’s hand got tighter on mine, my eye bubbled with tears as I stared at him. The whole community gasped, I could hear murmurs and whispers. “I Alpha Damon, reject you Ava as my mate, as my Luna and as my anything.” He announced, his tone harsh and unwelcoming. “You are fragile, you are weak. A Luna should command fear and not pity, you are not worth being glanced at.” His voice was venom. It was filled with regret and unfamiliar emotions. My chest shattered like glass and I could feel the pain radiating through my body.

“I am sorry, Kyra. I really wanted to sort this out indoors but it would only make sense to end it here. So, I, Killian Darkmoon, reject you, Kyra Nightingale, as my mate.” I shook my head violently, refusing to accept the words. “I don't accept this rejection!” He looked down at me, expression pained but resolute. “This is not how it works, Kyra. I am an Alpha. Whether you accept the rejection or not… it still stands.”

"Werewolves have a very narrow window for conception. She didn't just get lucky that night. She knew she was fertile. Bronson provided the opportunity, and she provided the trap." I leaned back from the table, my legs feeling weak and hollow. I sank onto the edge of the plush velvet sofa, staring blankly at the roaring fire. For five years, I had blamed myself. I had spent countless nights crying into my pillow, wondering why I wasn't enough to hold my mate's attention. I believed I was unlovable. I believed Caomh had simply looked at Dreda, found her more appealing, and discarded me because I was a failure as a woman.

"When have I ever said something I didn't mean?" I let out a short laugh, the real kind. In my previous life, I'd begged for a mate bond for twelve years. Begged so low I was in the dirt. The Alpha I'd been begging hadn't even liked the smell of me. In this life, here was an Alpha at my door with ten Shadowfang territories, saying "different account." The world was something else. "Kieran," I said. "If I accept this Mating, it's not because you saved Crimson Moon Pack. And it's not because you're Shadowfang Royal."

I asked, my voice trembling with emotion. Derick looked at me with a cold expression. "It's simple, Sophia. You are a rejected mate who has been banished from your pack. You have no status, no power, and no place in the werewolf community. I cannot have someone like you working in a position of authority in my company." I felt a lump in my throat as I listened to his words. He was right, of course. As a rejected mate, I had no place in the werewolf community. But that didn't mean I deserved to be treated like this.

Those delicious sparks that are supposed to be full of excitement for the future. “Hold up there Red,” my mate says to me. Not that I have not heard Red before but coming from him, it sounds sexier. “I don’t think we have a lot to say to each other, do we?” I ask before adding, “Oh wait, I guess a rejection is in order?”. “Do you really want to reject me Jenna,” he says, making my name sound like a bad word. “Why would you want to stay mated to me?” I ask him. “I am just a spoiled, rich girl; you can do better I am sure,” I say, feeling my insides crumble. Weren’t mates supposed to see the good in you when everyone else did not? Or at least give you a chance? Clearly not in my case.