Once Rejected Thrice Accepted Novels & Stories

he drinks again. “Bro, you can always choose someone else, you can always love someone else” he laughs lightly. “Can you Jem?” this caught him off guard “can you love someone else when your mate is right in front of you?” he laugh lightly “no” Jem answers in a whisper. “It was my mistake to rejected her but I didn’t do it with my whole heart” Dante began to pour out his feelings to Jem. “Our pack lives were far more important that I couldn’t risk it, so I rejected her.”

“You’re telling us that my son rejected you?” “Well, I didn’t want to announce it to the entire crew here in attendance today, but yes. Alexi and I found that we were mates last night before my birthday party. Once he realized this, Alexi took me to his room, where he proceeded to reject me. I accepted his rejection.”

The idea of rejecting Alina sent a sharp pain through my chest. The very thought made my heart clench so painfully I had to focus on breathing. I shook my head. Slowly. "There is no record in history of a third transition," I said firmly. "And if she didn’t handle her first rejection well…" I let the words hang in the air. I could see the wheels turning in Andrew’s head. He was hoping. Hoping I would agree. That I would step aside. That I would make this easy for him. But I wouldn’t. I couldn’t.

“You have been through a lot, and for that I’m sorry, but in light of this new information, I cannot accept you as my mate.” My breath hitched and my heart stopped. My brain rushing to process what he just said. I must have heard him wrong, but before I had a chance to question him about it, he continued, “I, Atticus Galanis, reject you, Giovanna Akir, as my mate.”

Though I am completely aware that she's going to reject me, I still hold on to that small percentage of hope that she will listen to what her heart says and accept my confession wholeheartedly, but then Nowo is Nowo. "Not in the mood to talk, are you?" Talaa inquired as I entered the room. I shrugged my shoulders, expressing my despondence. "Well, I just got rejected. Not once, not twice, but thrice. How will I ever get the mood to talk, buddy?" Talaa, the little sage, offered his wisdom. "Being rejected doesn't mean that it's the end for both of you." I raised both of my eyebrows in curiosity. "Then what does it mean?"

I shouldn’t be here, I know. I shouldn’t be doing this, I know. I shouldn’t be thinking about this, I know. But I was. My wolf was driving me crazy. It had barely been three hours since Amanda rejected us and he started having withdrawal symptoms. I mean, come on, I thought we didn’t care about her. And we didn’t. But it was a full moon, and it was a time when wolves needed their mates more than anything. And I needed mine.

I tried to force a light laugh as I walked past her. “I think you need it, the alpha rejected in front of everyone and he wants me now.” She bragged immediately she grabbed my hands. I stared at her, still shocked and hurt by everything happening, I couldn’t believe she would do this and I didn’t know why she did. “I can’t talk to you right now.” I muttered weakly. My whole body trembled as I made my way home slowly, my mind was spinning. What was actually going on with me? In a span of hours, Nathan rejected me and my ex best friend is kissing and laying claims to someone who was once my mate.

People are rarely rejected because we all know how precious the gift of a mate is. I look up her with tears pricking at my eyes from both the immense amount of pain and the thought that I'll never get another chance at a mate. Second chance mates are extremely rare so I will have to go through the rest of my life never feeling the love of a mate. "I, Allistar Macken, accept your rejection." I barely make the words out throuhg gritted teeth.

More talking leads to more mistakes, and I can’t afford to let her see through me. “My team previously submitted our proposal thrice, only to be rejected by you, President Cassidy. Well, while people always say the third time’s the charm, in our case, I guess the fourth time’s the charm as we will be extra careful with the next submission,” Heather said, seemingly implying something ambiguous.

He doesn't know anything about us. How could I ever tell him what I am? He's going to be terrified, and reject me too! He'll run away and I'll never see him again. The thought of Ethan rejecting me is suffocating, and I can't breathe. Tears ran down my face at the thought of being rejected for a third time. My first mate died, Noah rejected me, my second mate rejected me, and now my third mate will reject me too. I feel blood trickling over my collarbone as I claw at my throat.