Her Rejection, His Regret Novels & Stories

The engine roars impressively as it comes alive. “Mmhmm?” I reply without words, and he hits the gas, causing the car to jerk forward as it moves smoothly. “I’m sorry about that night,” He says, and I catch a glimpse of his eyes in the rearview mirror. They are full of regret. “Can we listen to some music?” I ignore his apology. It makes it hard to forgive him when the pain of his rejection is still fresh in my heart, and the fact that he chose my sister instead of me does not help.

" what was I even supposed to do!? Everyone in my family expected that I would have married a well reputated man and then ...then I met you ...you looked like a pice of shit Moena told king lucas with a cunning smile. " Everyone in my family was royal !! I wasn't crazy that I rejected you !! I rejected you because..becaue you had nothing she whispered the last words cunningly and feign sadness but she regretted it deep within .. " she does and she will regret " But .. but I am here .. lucas ..my dear !! I am here , I am powerful so are you , I..I may have rejected you but..but you didn't... " my dear please ..I am willing to take you back " . We could rule all the lands and take over in ever

I've ignored important paperwork for over a week now; I have to get them all done overnight. And the last thing I want right now is my mate disturbing me over some silly shit. The biggest regret of my life was rejecting Amelia; I can't believe I rejected a woman of her nature; I feel so stupid right now because everything I rejected her for, she is now twice that. Fuck it, she even pinned me to my fucking wall the last time we met; imagine being the Alpha warrior of the most powerful park in the country. I wish I could have her back; I will do and give whatever it takes to have my real mate back, but instead,d, I'm stuck with this nagging bitch who won't let me be.

“Jeremy was behind the attacks on my company and also the article that was published about Jason.” “What?” She said in shock. “Yes. I don’t understand what is happening but we’ll find out soon.” “Why is he doing this? At first at thought this was something bigger but him doing this to both of us? Is it because I rejected him?” “What? He wanted a relationship with you?” “Yes, and I turned him down. I might just be reaching but there’s no other explanation.”

“Very interesting.” He walked to the door and then stopped. “This is not over, Miss Morgan.” Then he left. The other investors stared at me. Some looked impressed. Some looked worried . But I did not care. I just gathered my things and walked out. My hands were shaking and my heart was pounding. But I did not let anyone see my discomfort. Zara was waiting in the car. “How did it go?” She asked. “He made an offer.” “And you refused?” “I refused.” Zara widened her eyes in shock. “Alpha Kael does not like being refused.”

A deep, agonizing flash of physical grief crossed his features, and he apologizes sincerely for the first time. "I am so sorry, Veda," he choked out, the words cracking with an intense, raw desperation that rattled the glass panes above us. "I am so goddamn sorry for what happened at the cathedral. I was a coward. I let my father and the judiciary committee convince me that our contract was a political liability. I thought I needed Camilla’s vanguard to secure my seat on the High Council. I thought the crown was the only thing that mattered." He admits he regrets everything.

"That's a lot of mystery for a man who claims to be honest." "I'm being as honest as I can without telling you things you're not ready to hear." "Try me," she said. "I just got publicly discarded by the man the universe decided was my fated match. My capacity for bad news is at an all-time high." That did get a reaction — brief, almost involuntary. Something shifted in his expression. It wasn't pity. It was something more complex than pity and considerably less comfortable to look at. "The rejection," he said. "Did it hurt?"

The pain of a mate's rejection was far worse than any torture. I knelt, but I didn't reach out to him. "Death would be a mercy, Slade," I said softly, my own heart a calm, empty sea. "And you haven't earned it." "You will live. You will live with the pain of this rejection, with endless regret, in a world without me, for a very, very long time." "This is your punishment." I stood up and took Julian's arm. He had been standing by, watching the whole drama unfold, but he hadn't said a word from beginning to end.

And I don't want that. I drop my bag on the chair and sit on the edge of the bed, elbows on my knees, head bowed. Her face flashes in my mind again. The way her colour drained. The way her eyes widened. Regret claws at my chest, sharp and relentless. “I’m sorry,” I whisper to no one. I didn’t reject her because she wasn’t enough. I rejected her because I know I’m not. And that truth? That’s the part I’m too ashamed to ever let her hear.

It was too surreal. “God, Ella, I’m sorry,” he said as he was looking up from nuzzling my neck and his eyes held regret in them. I sucked in my breath. He was regretting that kiss. He did not want this to happen. “I should go,” he said before he turned and walked away from me. I think my heart was shattered to pieces before this rejection, after the heat and fire that we shared, was much worse than having my crush shattered. Cameron Hayes’ POV