Claimed After Being Rejected Novels & Stories

to it. Get used to always being rejected. That's the prize we have to pay for being different." "According to them, we are both cursed creatures and don't deserve happiness. Can you imagine? They feel they are superior over us! And they are right! That's because we really can't do anything to them." Even though I continued talking non-stop to my wolf, I didn't receive an answer. I was met with her cold silence. I knew she wouldn't answer me, but I kept talking. I wanted to push out all the anger, frustration and pains I had been enduring all these years. "Everyone of you are the cursed ones! I fucking hate you all! Who the hell do you think you are! Fuck you to my mate! I don't want any o

Though I am completely aware that she's going to reject me, I still hold on to that small percentage of hope that she will listen to what her heart says and accept my confession wholeheartedly, but then Nowo is Nowo. "Not in the mood to talk, are you?" Talaa inquired as I entered the room. I shrugged my shoulders, expressing my despondence. "Well, I just got rejected. Not once, not twice, but thrice. How will I ever get the mood to talk, buddy?" Talaa, the little sage, offered his wisdom. "Being rejected doesn't mean that it's the end for both of you." I raised both of my eyebrows in curiosity. "Then what does it mean?"

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!.

A week later. ~~~ “What? After two weeks of waiting, it was rejected?” I exclaim in disbelief, taking the letter from Mr. Moore's hand, disappointment washing over me. I had been so optimistic about receiving a positive response. I pull open the envelope, remove the letter, and stare at the rejection stamp. “Why was it rejected?” I ask no one in particular after reading through it. Am I a failure? There's no doubt. What else could explain everything that keeps happening since I assumed the alpha position?

It was something I dreamed of day in and out, it was known in the family that I was going to be the Luna and everyone had looked forward to it. My heart was shattered when I heard the alliance had been called off and for days it was difficult for me to breathe, I had locked myself up in the room. I had never been rejected, not once, not even by my family and I wasn’t about to accept this rejection. I never took no for an answer. I wasn’t about to let all my effort go to waste, I didn’t wait all my life to get rejected! I didn’t train myself for the position and have it snatched away from me.

“I’m so sorry, Linda… it’s actually declined. Rejected.” Her eyes widened in shock, she covered her mouth with her hands. “What? How can it be rejected? They just told you a few weeks ago they loved your dancing skills! Your steps! Everything! They even sent you an email encouraging you to apply. It’s impossible for it to be declined!” I nodded, still stunned, trying to digest the news. “I… I’m surprised too.” She leaned closer, concerned and curious, battling in her expression. “Do you know why? Did something happen recently? Do you have any idea?”

“It doesn't matter. You'll be hers. I just want to be spared the pain of falling for you when, in the end, you'll crush my heart and soul when you leave me.” “I won't.” He drawled adamantly. ”You will.” Nothing could convince me otherwise, so I promptly responded and got on with the rejection. “I, Raina Singh of the Dark Wolverson Pack, re…..” The word got stuck in my throat, forming a lump. I gulped and tried again. “Re……” Why can't I say ‘reject?’ A puzzled expression decorated my features. I puckered my lips to place emphasis, “Reeeee―”

I had been rejected, humiliated, and discarded in front of half the pack. Stress was my new blood type. “Serena,” Ma whispered, brushing my hair back from my damp forehead. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve never let you go to him alone. I should’ve stopped you.” I shook my head, tears slipping down the side of my face into the pillow. “It was never going to end differently,” I whispered. “He was always going to deny me. He was always going to choose her.” Ma’s face crumpled. She buried her head on my arm and cried again. “You didn’t deserve this. Not this way.”

"Kaia, you're pretty. Good family, strong bloodline. There's no reason to keep chasing someone who doesn't want you." She touched my arm. Her fingers were warm. "Three rejections is enough. Sometimes it's better to pick someone who likes you back." Across the room, Adrian settled into a seat by the window. He stretched his legs and glanced toward me. Our eyes met. The taste of blood and wine rose in the back of my throat. "You're right," I said. The girl blinked. She hadn't expected me to agree. I picked up the wish letter, tore it in half. Then in quarters. I kept going until the pieces were too small to hold and let them fall onto my desk like snow. Three years of humiliation, confetti on

"I spent six months looking for you. I crossed the entire continent, asking every soul who might have seen you." "You shouldn't have." "Come back to me. Be my Luna. My only Luna," he begged, his voice cracking. "I swear, Selene. This time... I'll get it right." My eyes instantly welled with tears. But I couldn't give in. "Get up," I said coldly. "You're making a scene." "Then promise me you'll come back." "No." I took a deep breath and made the cruelest choice. "You're right. I did reject you. I was tired of the one-sided pain. I was tired of being tied to a man who didn't love me."