Harry Potter Rejected By His Mates Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

,I want him to know everything. "oh god",he looks sick. "she wasn't hurt just sobbing her heart out and it hurt to hear. Not all of us vampires are evil like most think so I asked her what happened. She spilled it all and sobbed so much I just held her. I felt sparks and was so happy she was my mate. My coven members love her so much already so it floored me her mate,I pointed at him, rejected this beauty so fast",he shuddered and moved to snuggle her.

He was like a bird and I was the owner but then he was all I have and I would rather be in pains just to make sure that my pretty, innocent bird doesn’t die. It was meant to go on just like that not until when he clocked 13 and I clocked 11. That was the last of him I could remember not until I bumped into him yesterday. And like a thunderstorm, all I could remember was when he said, ‘I, Dumbledore Voldemort, rejects you as my mate!!’

Derick turned to me and asked, "What do you say, Sophia? Will you join our pack?" Lucas and the rest of the pack members were stunned by Derick's determine suggestion. They couldn't believe that their Alpha was willing to accept someone who was banished from her pack, let alone someone who had been labeled a "rejected mate". Jessica couldn't hide her disapproval as she rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath. I looked at Derick, trying to read his expression, but he was unreadable. He simply stood there, waiting for my answer. I took a deep breath and spoke up, "Are you sure about this, Derick? I don't want to cause any trouble for your pack."

He asked, and I sighed and looked away. “She was taken away by King Charles!” I replied, and this time he spat out his alcohol immediately. “What?!” he exclaimed, and I rolled my eyes immediately. “Tell me this fully; stop giving me the details in short form!” He said, and I sighed, draining the leftover alcohol in my cup. “I rejected her as my mate so I could marry Kiara, and guess what she did! She accepted! She fucking accepted my rejection! How dare she accept my rejection!” I said, Move forward and sit properly on the chair.

I’m pretty sure that these boys are mistaken but I don’t have the heart to tell them. “Look, I know this is going to sound harsh, but you can reject fated mates.” “The pack historian said you can’t!” Lou argues. “He said there are consequences!” My eyes narrow at that last part, but I’ve got a bunch of upset teenagers in front of me who are behaving like I just told them Santa isn’t real.

"You're the one who made a fool of me!" I walked toward him, needing an explanation, needing him to say this was all a misunderstanding. But Adrian pushed me away, his touch cold and dismissive. Like he was shoving away a stranger, a nuisance. "That's enough. It's time for you to go." That push was crueler than any words. The whispers around us erupted into a storm of murmurs. "Poor woman. Used as a replacement and didn't even know it." "Did she really think the Blackwood pack would want an outsider as their Luna?"

I stumbled back, clutching the drawer for support, my heart racing. “I can’t do this!” I cried, my voice cracking. “I can’t!” The brothers exchanged glances, a slow, amused smile spreading across their faces as if they relished the effect they had on me. Liam stepped forward, his voice smooth as honey. “Do what, Anna?” “I can’t have you as my mates!” I exclaimed, tears prickling my eyes. “I, Anna Moon of the Willow-Hills Pack, reject all four of you as my mates!” Their expressions hardened, a flicker of surprise crossing their features—perhaps the first time they’d faced rejection. Liam shrugged, his tone casual yet firm.

Fallon howls in my head as electric tingles light up all over me where his body is pressed against mine. “No! I refuse to allow you to reject me,” he snarls. “Oh yeah? Did you tell her that?” I ask, looking past him to the woman standing and looking like she’s ready to rip Henry away from me. “I didn’t expect to find you,” he says. I laugh, mirthlessly. “Maybe if you had bothered to show up to any one of Cyra’s court dates, then you would have found me. Perhaps you’re as bad a friend as you are a mate,” I growl. “Accept my rejection and walk away,” I snarl.

Now, there was a third person here. I left the dining room and opened my contact list. To my father—the Alpha of the Moruna Pack—I sent a message: [Dad, I want to sever my mate bond and return home.]

"I've seen the sickness. I've seen the black bile. The shaking. How his wolf struggles through the poison. My chest tightened. "How long?" "Days," Kael said. "Maybe less." Harriet grabbed my hand. "Mommy..." I knelt and held her close. "I know," I whispered. "I know." Kael stayed kneeling. I understand you have every reason to hate him, I know; I said. "He rejected you. Let them chase you. Let them call you a witch." "That was Rylan," I snapped. "Yes," Kael said. "But Lucius let it happen."