His Rejected Mate Novels & Stories

"Rejection, though rare, it happens at times. I must warn you though, it does hurt. The unfortunate part is it hurts both of us. But the rejected feels a much stronger pain than the one rejecting. So the one who initiates the rejection has to say it in a certain way for it to work. Also, the rejected has to accept the rejection as well so that the mate bond completely snaps. There will be nothing tying the two souls together. In this case, you have to say; I, Aria Crescent De Andrade reject you, Manny Reynolds as my mate and alpha. Then I will have to say the same and only replace the word reject, with the word accept. "

Alpha Dwane was the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with and I was ready to do anything to become his Luna. My plans to become his Luna were going pretty well with no problem, not until I heard a rumor in town that he now had a mate. A mate from where!! Where did a mate suddenly come from??! I couldn't believe what I was hearing because it had already been concluded that Alpha Dwane will never find his mate – I made sure of it. I made a deal with the most powerful witch to block his mate for years and everything was going on well so what was this rumor about him finding his mate?

"From my pack." Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Your pack?" he repeated. "You mean there are more of you?" I nodded. "Yes. I was...I was their mate. But they rejected me." Lucas frowned. "Rejected you?" he said, his voice softening. "What do you mean?" I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. "They...they didn't want me. I wasn't good enough for them." Lucas didn't say anything for a long moment, but I could feel his eyes on me. "I'm sorry," he said finally. "That must have been hard."

That meant she was going to reject me. I saw him smile wryly before saying, "I, Magnus Barrett, reject Milana Adams as a mate." I gaped for oxygen and collapsed to the floor, clutching my aching chest. Not only did my feelings hurt when I heard the one destined to be my mate utter that rejection, but even though it was only for a moment, my heart seemed to be squeezed from the inside as I realized that now the future would no longer be what I had hoped for.

He flinched, releasing me immediately. I stared at him, knowing exactly what I had to do. The words tangled like a knot in my throat. I took a steadied deep breath. “I’m sorry for this,” I said quietly, the words cutting both of us. “For wha–” “I, Mila Davis, reject you, Alex Anderson, as my mate.” The moment the words left my lips, Alex crumpled to the floor with a guttural scream. The sound tore through me, the pain flaring in my chest, and for a moment I wanted to take it back. To erase his pain, to undo this whole mess.

I was still his mate. Rhys bent down to my level and held my chin, shaking his head slowly, “Not anymore.” he grinned, a desperate, cold look in his eyes. He tightened his grip on my chin, almost breaking my bones, “I, Rhys Blackford, Alpha of the Bluemoon pack, reject you, Lisa williams as my fated mate.” My eyes widened with shock at the cold words that flowed from his lips. There was no hint of pain in his eyes, he was like a stone cold sculpture. He cared less about the mate bond, he only cared about Felza and that alone was enough to drive me insane. “Accept the rejection!” Rhys snapped, but I shook my head, laughing out loud like a maniac, “I'm not going to accept it. You're going to f

I gulped hard, hating the fact that I was back here and the truth still remained the same. I was rejected by my mate. “Oh, this is Micheal, my best friend and the one who had been helping me. I told you about... Him.” I grimaced at the last part. “You did?” He asked, tilting his head to the side as he assessed me. I didn't know if the mind link was still working. I tried it anyway. ‘It is not what you are thinking. Micheal is just my best friend so stop glaring at him like that and make him feel at home.’

"In that case, I accept your proposal. On one condition." "What is it?" "When this is all over, if you wish to leave, I will not stop you," Marcus said gently. "I want a mate who comes to me willingly, not one bound by a promise of revenge." I looked at this man. He was the complete opposite of Adrian. Mature, steady, and respectful of my choices. "Deal," I said, holding out my hand. Marcus took it, pressing a soft kiss to the back of my knuckles. "Then, as of today, Elena Astoria-Whitehawk, I am your intended mate."

I said to her, and she shook her head, laughing as she looked up to the sky. “Mate? I don’t have such luck to find a second mate, Cassian.” I narrowed my eyebrows. She found her mate. When? “What do you mean?” I asked her, and she swallowed hard. “My mate rejected me, Cassian. He wants nothing to do with me. So tell me, do you think I will find my mate then?” She asked me, and I swallowed hard. Who was the fucking asshole who rejected her? “Tell me his name. I will make sure he accepts you,” I demanded, and she laughed before looking away, staring into nothing before shifting her attention to me. “You can’t. Even if you wanted,” she said

He paused, briefly locked eyes with her through the mirror and went on to adjust the necktie. “But if it makes you feel better; You are not my mate and never will be. And if by the slightest chance, which is next to impossible in this case, you happen to be one then I, Jordan Westhund, reject you, Selly as my mate and server whatever bonds exist between us.”