How To Refuse The Route Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

He offered but I shook my head. "I refuse. I don't want any more troubles, Sir," I told him and freed my hand from his. "Thank you for helping me," I said to him and walked past him into the street. "Goodbye," I turned back to face him and waved at him. I hope it's won't be the last time that I would see him. Although I regret turning down his offer, it's was what anyone could have done if they were in my shoes. "Taxi," I called the first Yellow taxi I saw and entered. "Main road," I heaved a deep sigh as I entered.

He asked, his gaze at me. "I would have asked for your word, but anyone could have a change of heart. So, I want it to be evidenced by writing—" I said, ignoring his stupid questions that might stall me. I crossed my arms slowly, feeling the fabric of my blouse stretch tight across my shoulders. "What if I refuse?" He said, cutting me off, standing up to leave. The legs of his chair scraped loudly against the floor, a harsh grating sound that filled the small space.

"I would have thought twice about it if I were you." "Let's get the referee," Tyler said with a gesture. "There's no time." Coach Swallow appeared in front of me with a serious expression, nodding. "Alright, let's begin. Referee, please start the match." But before the referee could respond, I raised my hand. "I have a request, please." My coach turned to me, a hint of curiosity on his face. "What is it, boy? Tell us, we'll do it now."

Because no one wanted to be the next target. And because no one dared to challenge the Alpha. I stood there for a moment, unable to move. Then I turned and walked away. The bond tugged at me, pulling me back toward him like a leash. But I ignored it. I refused to be controlled by something that didn’t care about me. I walked away from the clearing. Away from the pack. Away from the alpha who had claimed me and then discarded me. I walked into the forest again, my heart heavy. I didn’t know where I was going.

Meanwhile, I was sitting in the departure lounge and waiting for my flight. A text appeared on my phone. [Harry, I’ve arranged everything. Don’t worry. Cathy will never find you. Your new life begins the moment you land.] I replied with an [Okay]. Then, I pulled out the SIM card, snapped it in half, and tossed it into the trash can. Two lifetimes’ worth of love and hate were all buried together with that tiny piece of broken plastic. ‘Cathy, I’ve repaid your sacrifice with half my life. From now on, your path and mine shall never cross again,’ I thought.

"She's right. Tessa, I'm utterly disappointed in you. You scheme and claw just to stay by my side, and now you're resorting to this pathetic trick to threaten me? "Well, let me make it clear to you—if you keep this up, I won't even grant you the place of a maid. Instead, I'll banish you from the pack." After saying that, he fell silent, as if waiting for me to break down crying, apologizing, and begging him not to be so heartless. But I simply stayed quiet for a few seconds before calmly saying, "Fine." "What?" Chad uttered in disbelief. Clearly, he was stunned. "I said fine. Go ahead and banish me from the pack," I repeated evenly, enunciating each word so there could be no mistake.

"Get in the car, I'll take you home, and we can talk on the way." "No need, let's get this over with right here." I flatly refused without hesitation, my feet rooted to the ground, unwilling to move even an inch. This answer is so important to me. Henry saw my refusal and pressed his lips together. He took a slow breath before speaking, his tone softer. “I know you haven’t agreed yet, but look at what just happened. This was the fastest way to shut them up. I just didn’t want you to suffer for no reason. I’m sorry.”

"She already can't stand that I sided with you about the bouquet being romantic." "That's the price of freedom." I keep my voice gentle but firm. "Unless you have half a million lying around, I would suggest you seriously consider this offer." She flinches as the truth lands harder than the words that carry it. Silence stretches between us, I watch the exact moment her resolve crumbles. In the slow slump of her shoulders, the defeated set of her jaw. "I need to think about it," she says finally, her voice hollow. "Of course, take the weekend." I stand, placing a slip of paper on the bench beside her. "My number's on there, call me when you decide."

she replied and pushed Rai until he fly away. #to be continued in Chapter 7.4 - Unexpected

If I don't look into his eyes, I can leave, leaving him here, helpless, suffering like an abandoned animal. "I'm sorry, I need to go now," my voice trembles, laden with a mix of regret and determination. I turn my back, forcing myself to move away, but anguish burns in my chest. Each step is a challenge, each second a battle against the desire to turn back. I proceed, knowing this is the only way to protect my heart.