Casual Denial Novels & Stories

I still felt her. I told myself that I didn't care and she could be with anyone but I lied. Like she was inside my veins, dragging my breath out of my chest with each passing day. Her name still echoed in my dreams. Her face when I rejected her and the confusion when she was told the mate bond was cursed. The way her voice broke. “She is no longer your concern, Alpha,” Elder Cassian cut in with his eyes narrowing. “Your behavior is becoming more unstable each day. You cannot afford—”

He threw the question back to him with an innocent face and a shrug. "A question is not answered by a question." Does that quote ring any bells in your dumb brain? He inquired, shoved his hands deep into his pockets, and leaned on the door. "I don't know what you are talking about." Kabir lied. He was caught red-handed. When he had shot his video of him getting lovey-dovey with his girlfriend, he was so excited about sending it to his father that he had forgotten to lock his office door. Maybe his little brother had heard everything. He had to act innocent since he was not a fan of arguing. "He will definitely go for this conversation." He thought inwardly.

Hope you are enjoying Rejected so far. Ellie xo

Aiden said. Dante nodded once. “There’s no more buffer.” Aiden exhaled. That was the truth of it. Everything up until now—the forum, the documentation, the suspension—had existed in the space between denial and consequence. That space was gone. Julian would act openly now. Aiden dressed with deliberate care, choosing simplicity. No symbols. No defiance. He wasn’t trying to send a message today. He was bracing for one. The message came sooner than expected. Not to him.

“Even after causing others to get hurt, instead of apologizing, she made it the butt of a joke!” Then Hayley went on and on about her broken engagement again, and Vaire nudged Ciara’s arm. “What?” Ciara asked, after taking her eyes off Hayley. “Don’t listen to her,” Vaire said. “Soon she will get her karma.” “Looks like you beat her too hard last night,” Rousel said. “Her brain got lost in the process.” “She doesn’t even have one to begin with,” Vaire retorted. Denis spat out the soup he was drinking because he laughed, and the broth successfully landed on the face of his friend sitting in front of him. Everyone laughed while Denis was busy apologizing and taking off his shirt for him to use

"Not long ago, civil war broke out within the Whitefall Pack. Adrian was stripped of his Alpha status… His wolf died completely. No one supports him anymore. Even the Progenitor has abandoned him." Daisy shook her head regretfully. "If he had sought treatment in time, maybe it wouldn’t have ended like this. What a pity." Silence returned to the darkness. Only when Daisy’s breathing evened out into soft snores did I finally let out a long breath. Everything Adrian did was meant as atonement, yet hearing about him brought me no joy. The damage had already been done, and no punishment could ever make up for it. My pup was gone from my world forever.

“Don’s woman.” Claire’s stomach churned at the casual way she said it. *His woman.* Joy’s gaze swept over her again, judgment clear in her expression. “I told Don we’re short on strippers at the club,” Joy said, her tone casual, as though she were discussing the weather. “You know, since the last one…died.” She shrugged, her lips quirking into a cruel smile. Claire’s blood ran cold. The way she said it—so detached, so unbothered—made Claire’s knees weaken. She tried not to let her terror show, but she couldn’t stop her hands from trembling at her sides.

Pam retorted. “I didn’t know this issue was that serious. For a while, he didn’t mind me. But now he is confrontational about what he wants.” “Do you suspect he is cheating on you though? I mean, a man with that kind of past.” “What about his past? Most men go through a ho phase and get it over with. That’s what it is called.” “Yeah well. Good thing he is faithful. But don’t take advantage of that.” “I’m not.”

“An internal warning?” I picked up Leo’s signed statement, still creased, still damp, and flicked it across the table. It struck Victor in the chest. “Vice President Shaw,” I said, “your people denied boarding, resold seats, and used company resources to run a private business. You signed off on it.” I met his eyes. “That’s your definition of a misunderstanding?” His face darkened instantly. He shot to his feet, pointing at me. “Vanessa Sterling, don’t push your luck. Being the chairman’s daughter doesn’t give you the right to make things up.”

Heather says to shut down the conversation. Heather usually loves that Lucy knows her so well. But she is not ready to analyze or even acknowledge her feelings for Casey. It is just too much to deal with at the moment. Denial is her friend. "Fine, I will leave that alone for now. In exchange, tell me more about Casey. I want to know more about the man; his interests, his attitude, the kind of aftershave he uses. You know, the usual. Just wait while I grab more wine and some snacks."