Rejected But Claimed By Her Four Alphas Novels & Stories

She squeezed her hold on the Mate Rejection Scroll she already signed, her voice cold and firm. "Declan Jordan," she said "I reject you as my Alpha Mate."

Aiden cautioned. "But she just rejected us!” Caden yelled. “And we have the power to stop that, don't we?” Aiden stated. “So, what you're saying is?” Jayden asked. “We need to reject her rejection, simple!” Caden said. Just as Caden said this they all stood in front of me. “Alana Reeva, we the Alphas of the Blood Rose Pack, reject your rejection!." Once they said the words, I felt a terrible burning in my chest.

A cold feeling washed over me. “Claiming ceremony? What are you talking about? He rejected me as his mate and I've accepted the rejection.” Grannie Alba's hand flew to her mouth. Her eyes darting between the Alpha and me. The man who spoke raised an eyebrow. “That wasn't a request, Miss Blackwood,” Alpha Romano said. “I thought you wanted nothing to do with me? I don't want anything to do with you either,” where my newfound confidence came from, I had no idea, but I had to speak up.

He clasps our right hands together and attempt to resume where he left off. I push him heavily this time and scream. "I, Anna Fairchild reject you Jace CruelHart as my mate." I curse myself the moment the words falls from my lips. The whole hall goes quiet. I look at my feet unable to look at the face of the one I had just betrayed. "Where has it ever been heard that an omega rejects an Alpha blood?" "Those gold and sequins on her body are courtesy of the Alpha's family. They took her in when..."

The moment the bond snapped into place… it shattered. A gasp tore from my throat, sharp and broken, as if something inside me had been ripped out with cruel hands. My knees buckled beneath me, but I refused to fall—not here, not in front of everyone. Not in front of him. “I, Alpha Kael, reject you.” The words echoed through the ceremonial grounds like a death sentence. For a second, I didn’t understand them. They didn’t make sense.

My feet found the ground, trembling but planted. The crowd gasped. Chase's eyes went wide with something I'd never seen on him before — fear, raw and unguarded. My legs shook violently. My teeth ground against each other so hard I tasted blood. And underneath the pain, something else stirred — dark, cruel, and utterly intoxicating. Revenge. "And I—" My voice cracked, stammering through the agony. "I, Ophilia of the Makasi Moon Pack — refuse to accept the Alpha's rejection."

Alpha Kael looked at her fully now, his gaze sweeping over her small frame, her plain dress, her nervous expression. The silence stretched. The entire pack watched. Elara’s heart began to race for a different reason. Something was wrong. The bond was still there, still pulling, still warm but his eyes held none of it. No softness. No recognition. Only calculation. Then he spoke. “I, Alpha Kael Draven,” he said, his voice loud and clear across the clearing, “reject you as my mate.” The words hit her like a physical blow. For a moment, Elara didn’t understand.

There were voices drifting up from the garden below. I slowly moved toward the window and peeked through the curtain. It was few of the maids from the house. They stood near the flower beds, pretending to adjust the plants, but their heads were close together. Whispering. “Can you believe it?” one of them muttered, her voice low but sharp. “The Alpha picked that mute reject?” The other maid scoffed. “I heard she was rejected twice. Twice! And now she’s Luna?” They both laughed quietly. “She’s not worthy,” the first one continued. “She doesn’t even speak, how is she supposed to stand beside the Alpha? She’ll embarrass him.”

Hurt flashed in his eyes. " See, she doesn't want you." The new Alpha said with a sly grin dancing across his lips folding his hands across his chest. My eyes, following his every movement. " She doesn't know what she is talking about." " You are not my mate! You rejected me, remember? Every pain you made me pass through that night wasn't what a mate would allow his mate to pass through." I cut in. " I was drunk." I watched his eyes soften as he approached me and I involuntarily held my breath. The memories of that night flashed through my mind. I tried to move but for some reason, I was stuck in the same spot.

But no one had heard Kael speak of her as his mate since that day. General Vorn stepped forward slowly. "With respect, my king... you rejected her publicly. The pack believes she means nothing to you. To go to war now would reveal" "I do not care what the pack believes." Kael slammed his fist on the table, and the wood cracked down the center. "I do not care about politics. I do not care about consequences. Another Alpha has claimed what is mine, and I will not allow it to stand." His wolf paced beneath his skin, snarling, clawing, desperate for blood. Every moment Riven breathed felt like an insult. Every memory of that scent-mark made him want to tear the world apart.