I Regret Rejecting Him Novels & Stories

I whisper. "What did you day, Heather?"Alpha Kaiden calls out. "I deserve to be alone," I whisper next. "Heather, open up please",Kaiden begs, but I ignore it. I need alone time because I know deep down Roman is going to finally reject me. I deserve a rejection. I did him dirty. I deserve my own child not wanting me around because I got with an abusive ass that put us through hell. I deserve to be alone with nobody there for me. I deserve to be in this bathroom alone. I wipe the neverending tears as I curl up into a ball on the carpet.

A wave of fierce, overwhelming relief swept through my veins, so intense it made my hands tremble against her waist. "He was never your mate," I whispered, my voice thick with a raw, vibrating emotion I couldn't suppress. Meghann turned her head, looking up into my eyes. Her green eyes were wide, searching my face as the truth settled into her own mind. The heavy, lingering shadow of her past—the shame of being rejected, the feeling of being discarded and unloved—was evaporating right before my eyes, replaced by a bright, burning clarity. "He was never my mate," Meghann repeated, the words falling from her lips like a quiet vow. A tear spilled over her cheek, but this time, it was not a tear

He says, he sighs out again. “ Including the one I said about Mr. Jack?” I ask with my eyes widen. He nods. “ Did you do that to him?” I confirm, and he nods, staring at me as if I’m the most precious thing to him. “ Scarlet I couldn’t stop myself from teaching him a lesson when you told me that he hurt you.” He bites his dry lips, and runs his hand over his hair. “ And I owe you an apology Scarlet. I’m sorry for rejecting you, I regret it.. I fucking do.” His eyes flickers into something that looks like pain and I take my eyes away because I couldn’t look at them.

He can’t help but to remember how he got rejected by her in front of her classmates, and now she’s messaging him as if she didn’t do anything that could hurt his feelings. Yes, it’s understandable that he got rejected because they don’t have the same feelings, but saying that I’m ugly and we can’t be together because she’s engaged to a hot alpha? "What the fck?!" he shouted and continued to type on his laptop. He’s currently doing some reports that need to be passed on to the Chairman of their course. Even if he missed her, "This is not the right time to entertain someone," he whispered and shook his head.

"Is there something on my face?" He said. "No." "Then why are you looking at my face as if there is something?" He smiles. "it's just that you look more beautiful than the last time I saw you. You look more confident. And it just makes me regret rejecting you over your sister." My smile faded when I remembered the day he rejected me. "It really hurts a lot but I learn many things from there. Which is to show no weakness and no regret no matter what the outcome is. Because I do not want to think about what might happen as it doesn't change anything or make a decision."

I shook my head sadly and he stood silent for a moment. "I, Catarina Greys, reject you, Lochan Lakes, as my mate," I said firmly, looking him dead in the eye. The words seemed to rip his heart out, and I could feel the pain radiating off of him. But I knew that I had to be true to myself, even if it meant hurting him. "I'm sorry," I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "But I can't be with someone who doesn't respect me." He looked at me, his eyes filled with pain and confusion. "Please forgive me?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. I shook my head. I had to go. “Accept my rejection. You and that hoe are welcome to each other.” I spat angrily, not being able to bring mysel

he mumbled back, sighing and I glanced up to see him looking at the papers in deep concentration. *Jacey Pov* I brushed my tears away, but they continued to fall and I ignored the looks of care coming from many soldiers walking in the garden. “Jacey!” I heard all to familiar voice, but I ignored him like he did all this time. “I am sorry!” He whispered, sitting beside me. “It is fine! The rejection is not a new thing for me. There will be someone else and let’s hope that he will also not reject me.” I whispered.

She looked up as he entered and greeted him with a sharp smile. "You're back." Ryan's tension eased slightly. "How are you feeling?" "I'm fine. I got bored lying down, so I picked up something to read." She set the book aside, stood, and slipped her hands around his waist from behind. Her voice was gentle. "Ryan, do you ever regret letting her go?" His reply was low, steady, unshaken. "No. I don't love her. She was unfaithful." Sarah's lips lifted into a smile no one else could see.

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.

I’ve never had sex, but I know he didn’t go further with me. My chest tigtens at the memory of yesterday. I was really messed up to the point I let it all out; my complicated feelings, I let myself go so loose, and yet, I somehow do not regret it. Yet, I am pained. He rejected me. How dare he reject me? After all he has done, after forcing me to feel confusing emotions. This is crazy, this is all crazy. I should be worried about the whereabouts of my parents and not about Mikhail and his attitude.