His Rejection His Loss Novels & Stories

We stayed silent for a long moment. “What if I refuse?” he broke the silence. “Refuse what?” “All this mating shit.” I froze, “W—why?” “I’m not doing it. So, what happens next?” I remembered what my uncle told me about rejection; “Mates are like your other half, and if they reject you, well then you might die out of heartbreak.” I gulped. “So?” “Bad consequences,” I mumbled. “Like what?” Alexander furrowed his eyebrows.

Emilia felt like she had been punched in the gut. Liam's rejection had left her breathless and reeling. She couldn't understand why he had pushed her away. She thought they had a connection, that they shared something special. But Liam's words kept echoing in her mind: "I'm not good enough for you." Emilia felt a wave of sadness wash over her. She had never felt this way before, like she was drowning in a sea of despair. She wandered around the house, feeling lost and alone. She couldn't shake off the feeling that she had been rejected, that she wasn't good enough.

“You can stay. It concerns you.” My curiosity is instantly piqued. “My father rejected the proposal.” “What proposal?” I ask. “Marriage proposal.” Arthur replies. I arch a brow. Marriage? “You didn’t tell her?” My brother looks away. “I didn’t want her to get her hopes up. It’s because of the pregnancy, isn’t it?” A curt nod is his only response. My stomach twists inwards. No reputable wolf pack would accept me now. Slowly, I turn away and head up the stairs.

“Mr. Heigett, I’ve already poured millions into this launch, without your approval, it will collapse...” But the doors closed behind them. Henry returned, fists clenched, eyes burning with fury. His footsteps were heavy, each one echoing through the room. Fulvia moved toward him, following the faint trail of his cologne. “Henry... did they reconsider?” “Did they reconsider?” Henry snapped, his voice a whip. “Even if you can’t see, you can hear. You know the answer!” “Henry...” she began. “I just lost billions, because of you! Do you have any idea what this will do to me?” He seized a glass and hurled it to the floor. It shattered in an explosion of shards.

My powers have gone out of control, but the pain of the rejection stabs into me like a sharp, jagged knife, making me unable to calm my emotions. “Bells, talk to me.” Liam pleads, his fingers gently running through my fur and calming me slightly. I whimper, nuzzling his hand as I shuffle my body closer to my friend. He smiles gently at me, his arms wrapping around my neck as his calming scent rushes over me. [He rejected me.] My voice is quiet, but by the way Liam stiffens, I know he has heard me through our link. “Do you want to leave?” He asks, his hands gently cupping my face. I nod, too emotionally exhausted to continue talking. I watch his eyes glaze over and wait.

' 'We haven't rejected him yet, what does that even mean for him? 'That he is still bonded to us, can feel us even though we can no longer feel him. We can move on, once we accept the rejection, find someone else if we choose, but he's trapped in the bond until you utter those words out loud.' I stood up from the couch. parts of my body cracking as I twist around while stretching my body out. Standing with my head held high, well higher than usual, I opened my mouth to speak, my palms became sweaty as my stomach felt like it had knots in it.

“But that’s just it, you aren’t in our place. You haven’t lost a mate as violently as she did to understand her reasons, you have been haunted by the ghost of yours for years, that’s why you can’t understand where we’re coming from, and I promise you when you find your mate, you’ll do anything to make her happy … even if it meant rejecting her” “So you don’t regret it, rejecting her?” Dean asks. “Oh, I regret it with every bone in my body, but on the other hand, if I hadn't done just that, she wouldn’t have kissed me back” I say smirking. “What? You kissed!! But I thought you rejected her” Dean asks with wide eyes.

"Um..." I awkwardly looked down at myself, "Do you have clothes?" "Of course," I followed him into the largest house in the small village. He called his mother who came down setting clothes out for me. She smiled, but her eyes held a mournful look. I felt bad for her, even though I was rejected, she lost the one she loved. She lost her actual mate, the one that accepted her. I couldn't help myself from pulling her into a hug, "I'm sorry to hear of your loss."

No deflection. No justification layered over the admission. Just yes. I exhaled slowly. "Don't do it again." "Agreed." I turned to go. "Lira." I stopped. Didn't turn fully. Just waited. "For what it's worth," he said quietly. "What I did to you. The rejection." A pause. Long and genuinely weighted. "It was the worst decision I ever made." The words landed carefully. I stood with them for a moment. Feeling the edges of them.

"Oh, now you're worried about Penny needing her father? Where was that concern when you let those bastards take her place at elementary school? Did it occur to you that you were her father when you claimed that delaying her education for a year wouldn't matter? Zachary was rendered speechless by the barrage of questions. He could only shake his head in denial and cry. "I was wrong… I was so, so wrong…" I crouched down, forcing myself to look at that nauseating face of his. "Zachary, you aren't here because you're sorry. You're here because you realized Amelia was a fraud and that you're a pathetic loser who can't survive without me. You've run out of options, and suddenly you remember your h