Bound By A Dare, Rejected By The Alpha Novelas e Histórias

I didn’t trust myself to. But I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. Instead, I slowly turned to face him, lifting my chin. “Thank you,” I said, voice eerily calm. “If that’s truly what you think of me, then I’m glad you rejected me.” His eyes narrowed, confused. “I don’t need an Alpha who sees me as nothing but a weakness,” I continued, the pain in my chest coiled tight, caged. “I don’t need your mark. I don’t need your pity. And I sure as hell don’t need you.”

In the summer, the wild bled into the living room. Heat stuck the sheets to their bodies; the world outside buzzed with insects, soaked in honeysuckle and rot. It was normal, Elena supposed, that the den’s boundaries grew porous as the light crept later and later each day. On the fifth night of the new moon, Derick offered her a dare, staring her down at the kitchen table like a wolf staring down fate. “You always told us a real alpha learns to lose,” he said, the bones of his forearms braced on the wood. “Let’s see if you can.”

The Alpha's head shot up and stared at him in horror. ["We've been bewitched by dark magic, Conri"] Rafa panted to his Half. ["I am slipping away from us, My Half"] Conri felt his eyes stink at the weakness in his Lycan's voice. Dare snorted. "You should see you right now, Rafa, the Alpha of Alphas, I am this close to feeling sorry for you," Dare said mockingly. "But I won't because I know I would win this fight," Dare charged at the Alpha again, tackling him to the ground and pinning him there, biting harshly at the neck of the Alpha. The pain he felt when he bit down on him was unbearable, his teeth dug deep into his neck and he could feel the blood flowing freely down his fur. As he pulle

It’s as if his entire soul is fighting against the words I am about to force him to say. The seconds stretch into eternity. I refuse to look away, refuse to let my knees shake under the intensity of his gaze. My heart pounds wildly in my chest, but I won’t back down. He has to do this. Then, at last, his expression shifts. The hardness settles over his features, his golden eyes turning to cold steel. When he finally speaks, his voice is strained, gravelly with resistance, but the words are clear. “I, Alpha Kane of the Red-Claw pack, reject you, Avery Lane, as my mate and Luna.”

This must have been the first time he had seen someone go against this… bond. “You can’t,” I stated. He couldn’t have me. I didn’t want to mate. If I was tied down, I would never be free. I chanced a glance to my right. My eyes caught the other students. They looked on with shock and horror as the scene unfolded. As if they were pleading with me to not reject their Alpha. Yet, I couldn’t help myself. “I can’t?” he questioned. “You can’t,” he repeated. Most wolves would be furious at being rejected, but for some reason, Alpha Duncan seemed to only be concerned and mildly amused.

She sure looks really comfortable in her hostage position. “He said what?” I asked between laughter. War? Does he even know what a war is? He must think everyone is scared of him. What a fool in a tiny little bottle made of his own delusional thoughts. The fact that he called her a hostage was enough to find his delusions funny. “I am sorry sir. I just thought to let you know. He sounded really serious. In his words, she was his first and the fact that he rejected her doesn’t mean you can have her. He even argued with Alpha Damon because he kicked her out of the clan too early.”

Did not care that I was becoming a monster. All that mattered was saving my family. Darein shifted into his wolf form and attacked from the side. He was big. Powerful. His jaws closed around my leg. I howled in pain. Then I grabbed him by the throat and threw him across the cavern. He hit the wall with a sick crack. But he got back up. Of course he did. Alphas were hard to kill. “You always were stubborn,” Darein said. His voice sounded strange coming from his wolf mouth. Distorted. Wrong. “That is what I loved about you.”

what would you have done. I thought about it honestly. Nineteen years old in a southern pack with no standing and no resources and a stepmother who was already building a case against my existence. Finding out I was bonded to an Alpha in a northern territory through a ritual I never consented to. "I would have fought it," I said. "I would have called it a trap and spent years trying to break something that could not be broken." "Yes," he said quietly. "She knew that. She knew you well enough to know that." He looked at me steadily. "She gave you the breathing trick instead. The thing that would keep you standing until you got somewhere you could choose freely."

ALINA I had thought he was different from that bastard, James. I mean, sex with him was different, but in the end, he was still like all the other alphas I had known since I was a kid. They were only after sex and would pay to have that. Why didn't I see it coming? He probably started drafting that contract after the first night we fucked. To hell with me for thinking otherwise.

Frantically now. I took a step forward, nervous, terrified, but still holding onto that flicker of light. My fingers moved again, a little faster this time:"Please... don’t reject me." He narrowed his eyes, and for the first time, I dared to lift mine to meet his gaze. "I can be better," I signed. "Stronger. I’ll prove myself. Just… give me a chance." Silence. Then he smiled. But it wasn’t kind. "I, Zade Matthew's, Alpha of the HighClaw pack, reject you, Sierra Whitmore to be my mate and Luna. You are to work here and obey my every command to accept my rejection" he says and he does it without even flinching