Rejected, But Not Broken By Katvonbeck Mga Nobela at Kwento

He had known for years who he was to me and while he didn't do anything directly, he didn't stop it. He rejected me, saying that I was "wolf less and weak." My heart shattered into a million pieces. How could this happen? I had always believed that I was meant to be with an Alex. And now, I was left with nothing but bitterness and resentment towards everyone around me. From that day on, I made a vow to myself to never trust an Alpha male again. And I, the rejected one, was left to pick up the pieces and rebuild my shattered self-esteem. But I refused to let them break me. I was determined to prove that I didn't need anyone to define my worth. I was strong and independent, and I didn't need a

Now, the sight of a beautifully wrapped gift made me sick. I shoved it on the floor, only for something inside it to smash. My heart clenched. Now, I’d broken something that had been precious. Beki gave me a sharp bark, which I pointedly ignored. “It was probably for the best,” I muttered, as I unbuckled the belt of my jeans and kicked off my boots. “The last thing we need right now is to get confused over a man who’s only going to dump us the moment he gets what he wants.”

So that something like that never happened to her. Amy, I know that my mom wants me to believe, that love is a special thing in a couple's relationship, I don't see it. Because of my father, I will never fall in love anymore. But why do...maybe am imagining things. So I brushed off the negative thought, and start preparing for school. SAT is around the corner, finals as well. Like Damn! After I graduate from school, maybe I'll found my dream job someday. And move out. *2 minutes later*

"I've been looking for you." Ethan didn't answer quickly. He needed to chose his words carefully, to let Gabriel comprehend the extent of his anguish. "Gabriel," he continued, his voice firm, "what you did, the way you rejected me, it hurt more than I can ever express." Gabriel gulped hard, his shoulders dropping. "I know, and I'm very sorry, Ethan. I was an idiot. I let my ego and arrogance blind me." Ethan's eyes never wavered. "I need to know, Gabriel, why did you reject me? Why did you imply I wasn't good enough for you?"

CHAPTER 43. Eva's POV. His words tore me apart. I was beyond astounded and broken that he wanted to reject me. I expected him to vent his anger on me and yell angrily about how much I hurt him but to reject me was worse than anything else. I had been rejected once and it was going to happen for the second time. My life was worse than miserable, it had been rendered emotionless and unhappy forever. I could accept rejection from anyone else but not my Alpha Trent, he shouldn't reject me because it would be death of me. I would not be able to handle another rejection.

Wright kissed her forehead, the woman smiled. Is she the reasons why he broke up with me? Don't be stupid, Melissa. Don't be a masochist. You've seen it! "H-How… I thought we’re okay. How did it turn out like this, Wright?" My voice trembled. The tears that I had been holding back were already dripping on my cheeks. "I gave it my all. Where did I go wrong?" He turned to me. His face was expressionless. "You're boring. Too boring. It’s not your fault that I’ve lost my interest in you."

I cried. Rick began to take off his belt. “Not if I have anything to say about it.” “Rick, please. I promise I didn't get them by doing anything bad. I promise.” I wiped my eyes. He unlaced his belt and I closed my eyes waiting for the first strike. After the first three hits in the first three screams, I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't do this anymore. I had done nothing wrong. I may not have earned the money they bought those clothes but I did earn the money they paid for those repairs to the bike I wrecked. I work. I've been working. I've been cleaning.

I told him, facing him again. “I really hope you don't regret this someday, because once this mate bond between us is broken, it can never be amended again,” he told me. “Yes, I will be the one to regret it and not you, so just accept my rejection,” I responded to him. “Okay, fine.” He paused to catch his breath before staring at me again. “I, Eric Raymond, accept your rejection,” he finally accepts it. Immediately I could feel my bones cracking inside of me, and though it was kind of painful, I knew I would be fine.

Mira said nothing, throat too tight to trust her voice. "Because he's been miserable for three years," Damon said. "Since the day he rejected you. Thorne and the council told him it was necessary — pack politics, optics, whatever justification they fed him — and he believed them because he was twenty and terrified and had just buried our father and didn't know how to be an Alpha yet. And he's regretted it every single day since. I've watched him regret it. He doesn't talk about you, but I've seen him stand at that orchard tree more times than I can count, like he's waiting for something that's never going to come back." "Damon—"

He clicked on the pause icon, and the video started to play immediately. It appeared to be a gossip blog channel, but something about the headline caught my "DOES ALPHA ASHER MORRIS REALLY HAVE CHILDREN OUTSIDE WEDLOCK? DNA RESULTS COME BACK POSITIVE." I couldn't breathe. Before now, I had often heard of shockwaves that rushed through someone's veins, capable of rendering the heart totally useless. I would have never thought it really existed if I didn't feel it at that point. The terrible nauseating shock that rippled through my bones. This had to be some kind of joke.