I Regret Rejecting Him Novels & Stories

I could never imagine that the Crown Prince of Ardyth would look so pitiful. “Did she reject you?” I pushed. “That would have been better.” He let out a sad laugh. “I rejected her.” My eyes widened in surprise. “Why did you do that when you knew it would make you this miserable?” “I had no choice at that time but now I'm regretting it. I thought I would be fortunate enough to get a second chance mate.” I leaned into my chair and folded my arms. “I really don't understand why you would do that?”

“I reject you.” My knees buckled, and I almost collapsed right there on the riverbank. My entire world shattered in an instant. “No… no, you can’t,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Please, Jake, don’t reject me.” He turned back, his face filled with disgust. “I don’t want a weakling for a mate. I deserve better.”

I added. His eyes flickered with something I couldn’t quite decipher—regret, maybe, or sorrow. But it was too late for that now. I simply don’t understand why he is acting this way, this hasn’t happened before. It’s confusing the hell out of me. “If you find out why I did it—even if I find out why you rejected me before, that won’t change what I feel now,” I said, cutting him off before turning away from him. To be continued…

He suddenly pulled me down and placed me on his lap, digging his face into my neck, wettening it with his tears as he kept on pleading. "I won't." I whispered into his hair as I shakily lifted my hand to gently run it through his hair," I won't reject you, Theo." I kept on cooing at him until he calmed down, leaving him hiccupping from the crying. "Please just do it." He softly whispered. "Do what?" I asked as he looked at me with a weak tearful smile. "Reject me." He replied, making my heart drop to my stomach as my heart clenched in pain at his words.

He did not explain. "I'm sorry, Ixora," he said. "I did not think this would ever happen either. But I cannot resist fate. And it is not like I fell in love with you from the start or anything. You are just a toy to me until I can get my mate. And look what arrived, too bad I did not introduce her to you yesterday." My knees nearly gave way. I clenched my fists so tightly my nails dug into my palms. Flora looked at me then—guilty, scared, apologetic, that is what I had hoped to see, but instead saw mockery.

“What I did back then, I regret it all. Looking back at things then, we didn’t get to have any close interaction before the rejection took place. It’s just a decision I made in haste.” Screw him. I look like I care, right now? “I don’t want to waste more time with you. I want to sleep so I can get up early and slave around again like every other day. It so happen to be a situation you dished on my plate, remember?” I asked. Time to educate his tiny brain. He shook his head.

I was the fated mate of Ashton, Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. He marked me in front of the entire pack, and everyone honored me as his Luna. For five years of marriage, he treated me like a treasure. Every night, he held me as I fell asleep and told me I was the one he would protect with his life. He was so good to me, giving me endless respect and protection, that even when my stepsister Serena mocked me in private for being a wolfless nobody who couldn't shift, I never cared. That illusion lasted until the night before the rogues launched their massive attack, when I overheard him say, "If I hadn't marked Lena, how could I have planted the blood sacrifice curse on her? And how else would t

I regretted ever meeting her. I regretted falling in love with someone who could never love me back. I had dreamed of a life with her and Laura. I had imagined being a father, a partner, a protector. But it was all one-sided. I was just a background character in her life, never the main one. She didn’t want me. She never had. And I was stupid to think otherwise. But I was done now. I had to be. I had no other choice but to move on, to gather the shattered pieces of my heart and start over.

Two weeks passed like a blur, anxiety crippled Pamala. There were no other letters or threat. Whoever it was must have been bluffing, it was a silly trick. She didn't dwell too much on it. She was anxious about stepping outside, now the news of her Rejection had spread like wildfire she didn't want to people people throwing her looks of mockery or pity anywhere she went to, so she didn't go out at all. But it would be good to find a job and support her parents now that her hope for a mate was crushed. It was hard living, she felt like a shell. It hadn't gotten better but she was learning to cope with the pain.

And it was all because of Sebastian fucking Weston! I regret not inquiring about the company's heads before going ahead to submit an application to them. I felt mortified. Sebastian had not only rejected me, but he also killed my ego. Made me realize I could never be an equal with him. That I didn't stand a chance of having the same woman he was pursuing. I was nothing before him.