Reject My Alpha President Novels & Stories

“He overheard your plans, Sonya and Cathy. You were both caught red-handed.” “Sonya Hale,” he said, his tone heavy with regret, “I, Alpha Jacob, reject you as my mate and future Luna.” Alpha Jacob rejected. “You will no longer step foot in the Alpha’s headquarters anymore. Both your presence is no longer welcome here. If I discover any more of your plots then I’ll be forced to banish you both from my pack as rogues.” Alpha Jacob’s rejection echoed through the room. Sonya’s eyes widened in shock, her mouth opening and closing soundlessly as she struggled to find the words to respond.

I asked, my voice cracking despite my effort to stay composed. Tim exhaled slowly, as if he was the one burdened by all of this. “As Alpha of Oakwood Pack,” he began, his tone shifting into something formal, something distant and ceremonial, “I, Tim Houston…” The air around me felt like it was closing in. No. No, he wouldn’t— “I reject you, Leah Decker, as my mate.” The world went silent. Not quiet. A sharp, unbearable pain exploded in my chest, forcing a gasp out of my lips. My knees buckled slightly as I stumbled back, my hand clutching at my heart as if I could physically hold it together.

The public mask of the Alpha Heir slid back into place, but his eyes still burned with a chaotic fire—disgust, and something else, something violently unsettled. “Let me be perfectly clear, Luna Hartley,” he announced, his voice ringing off the library shelves, loud enough for any listening ears in the hall. “I felt it. That pathetic little tug. That’s all it is. A defect. A laughable error.” He paused, letting the silence stretch, letting her hope curdle. “I, Kael Silvercrest, future Alpha of the Silvercrest Pack, reject the bond. I reject whatever pathetic fantasy you’re spinning. I. Reject. You.”

I was threatened by Prince Javier. "But, Prince Javier, you're my mate!" I was adamant. "I don't mind! I am an Alpha, and rejection will not bother me!" He replied. That is not correct! If a werewolf rejects his or her mate, they claim to be in so much pain that they may seem to commit suicide. "I'm not going to accept your rejection, Prince Javier!" I responded with a firm reply. I have no intention of accepting Prince Javier's rejection since his role as the future Alpha of the Bloodlust Pack represents a significant opportunity to resurrect the Pack that my parents founded. I will not take rejection from him, no matter what, even if Prince Javier threatens me.

“I, Alpha Jackson Ville, only son of his late father, alpha of the Dark Eyes Pack, hereby reject Nora as my mate.” What? My heart sank, and I felt a wave of disbelief wash over me. “Alpha,” I called out, hoping for an explanation, but it fell on deaf ears. “She’s my mate, but an alpha like me can’t be with a lowly maid!” He declared, leaving the room in stunned silence. “I hereby take Chloe as my second chance mate!” No one reacted, obviously they weren’t surprised about the rejection.

"Us. We need to get ahead of this. As a team." "Don't you mean we need to break those two up? Something isn't right there, Z." "Who cares about those two? They can both fuck off, like you said." "Don't you care that she's with Chris?" Zeke paused his pacing and approached me, placing his hands on my shoulders. "Not really. She was fun but she had no place as my Luna. I've come to realize that." "Oh." "An Alpha should never reject his true mate, V."

I decided to end this rejection as soon as possible. "I, Alex Wilson, the future Alpha of New Moon Pack, hereby reject you, Rose, as my partner." As soon as I finished speaking, I felt that something wasn't right. Rose did not seem panicked or regretful. Instead, she revealed a smile. Didn't I just reject her? "Thank you for your rejection, Alex." The way she looked at me was very strange. Every word she said next shocked me even more. "I, Rory Jeffrey Garner, the daughter of the late Alpha Austin Jeffrey Garner of Southern Wilderness Pack, and the heir of the Southern Wilderness Pack, hereby accept Alex Wilson's rejection."

"I-I think you should go." "Who is he? Who is this guy? Why can't you see that he's toxic? You're a good person. You deserve someone good in return." "Noah, you should go." "You have to reject him." Annoyed, I spill, "I can't reject him, okay? I can't reject him." "Why not? You're only holding yourself back." "Because he's an Alpha, Noah. I can't reject an Alpha." Noah's face shifts to something blank. "What?"

It took everything in me to stand where I was standing, to watch them both as if they were dying and not be able to offer some comfort. Alpha Bush brought his hand, hiding his face, it staying therefor so many minutes while the room came quiet, waiting, patiently waiting. Alpha Bush moved his hand away from his face, wiping away all his tears. I had never seen an alpha cry and I never wanted to see another again. “I reject Rose of the Royal pack and ask for you to accept.” Alpha Bush said as I gasped. I could not help it, my hand over my mouth, my own tears falling. The whole room gasped. Rejection was something that never happened.

“We can finally be together. She rejected you and not the other way around. Your father and the council won’t punish you. Just accept it!” “I will never accept it!” he roared, shaking from the strain. “I am an alpha, I can handle the pain. She is only a lowly omega. Weak and pathetic. She won’t survive my refusal. She will kneel and beg me to take her back, and then she will understand that no one rejects me.” His voice rose with manic arrogance. “I am Alpha Leonard Amari. I do the rejections!” I turned away, forcing my body to move even though every muscle screamed.