Rejected But Pregnant Novels & Stories

I just discovered that I was pregnant and honestly i wasn't surprised at all considering the amount of times that Ares has cummed inside of me, Recently ive been feeling down and unable to perform like I normally would and I didn't know why, At first I thought I was but when I remembered that shifters don't get sick and had to evaluate myself and that was when I began to suspect that I was pregnant, I didn't want to believe it at first because it's something that is all new to me and I was a little scared and also didn't know how Ares would react,

He exclaimed, and Yoori punched him in the stomach. "Seriously?" She asked, fuming with anger. "Hasn't he heard the part where my own parents rejected me?" She mumbled inwardly as she walked away from him. Stupid Jas had only heard that her fiance had rejected her, not anything else. "Miss Yoori!" "Are we going or not?" Her assistant, Kelvin, called her after he had seen them standing outside the hotel for about half an hour. "Of course we are." "What makes you think we are not going?" She asked him. She tried to open her car door, but Jas pulled her back.

His voice was shivering with rage and unspoken fear when he spoke, "Are you with him? Do you love him and is he the reason behind your.. Did.. Did he claim you?" "Mace!" Indy interrupted his words, "I think you did not hear correctly. I said I HAD a mate." I felt him loosen his grip a bit as the breath he had been holding came out as a sigh of relief before I started speaking again, "He re.. rejected me that instant moment when he got to know that I was his mate." "What?" Mace's voice was laced with shock and disapproval. I started telling him my story from the beginning. From my childhood to my parent's death and then my struggle. Daniel's rejection and the reason for his rejection.

"You were pregnant when you left. And you never told anyone." "It doesn't matter," Araya says. Her voice is barely above a whisper. "He's mine. Just mine." "Does Jasper know?" Dorian asks. He's enjoying this, enjoying watching Araya squirm. "No," Araya says. "And he never will." Dorian's eyebrows rise. "You'd keep a child from his father? That's low, even for you." "Jasper rejected us both," Araya says, her voice growing stronger. "He has no claim to this child. No right."

Maya repeated, she had suddenly thought of something. “Yes, that is what I said.” And as soon as the doctor repeated her words, Maya cursed under her breath. Shit! Shit! Shit! Was it that time? The time she accidentally slept with Jared? Clenching her fists, Maya stood up abruptly, she could not breathe. Why now? Why is it now when she has been rejected? How could she be pregnant!

I scowled at her. "No! You're disgusting!" I spat back angrily. I should reject her. I don't want her to be my mate. I'm going to marry Liza anyway, for the union of our packs. This is for the pack's future. I should think first about what is better for the pack than for myself. Dang, but why does it hurt to reject her? The looks she gave me were full of pain and hatred. But I have to do this. "I, Alpha Azrael Shepherd, reject you, Alexandria Gregory as my mate," I said coldly, then turned my back towards the packhouse. I have said it and it's already done. I stopped dead in my tracks when she yelled at my back.

"And what qualifications do you have?" I detailed my previous experiences, my words measured and concise. But as his gaze shifted to my protruding belly, I could see the skepticism in his eyes, the judgment that lingered beneath the surface. "I'm sorry," he said curtly, his tone dismissive. "We can't hire someone who's... in your condition." My heart sank, the weight of his words a crushing blow. I left the store with a heavy heart, the rejection a painful reminder of the challenges I faced as a pregnant woman seeking employment. The world felt cruel and unforgiving, and I struggled to hold onto my dwindling hope.

The second she noticed the kind of bag I had with me, the kind pregnant women usually carried, she looked shaken. Her breath hitched. When she finally opened her mouth, her voice trembled. "Raymond, why do you have that bag?" I instinctively touched the bag slung over my shoulder. "Oh, my wife's pregnant. She's about four months along now." Her eyes widened in shock. She stumbled back, leaving deep footprints in the snow. A moment later, her eyes lit up again. Rushing toward me, she exclaimed in a desperate tone, "This is fine, Raymond! We can get married right now, and I'll have your children. We can start over! I can have a whole bunch of kids with you!"

He doesn't flinch from it. "I left that night and I went home and I found out two weeks later that I was pregnant. I had Landon in a pack that wasn't mine, without you, without the bond, with rejection sickness that lasted eighteen months and a part of my body that was constantly pulling toward people who had chosen not to want me." I look at the table. "I built something here. A job. A home. A life. I built Landon into the person he's becoming. I did all of that alone and I'm not saying it to make you feel guilty, I'm saying it so you understand the weight of what you're asking me to consider undoing."

She said while looking sad. “Is that going to affect the health of my child?” I inquired with a hand on my belly. I didn’t allow Aramis to be in the room with me because I knew he would freak out. “You getting pregnant at this time isn’t a good thing. Your body is rejecting food and we don’t even know why. It seems like a werewolf turning human is almost not acceptable.” She was trying to use words that wouldn’t freak me out, but I was freaking out now.