Rejected By A Friend Novels & Stories

I wiped my tears in silence. "It's nothing, Layla," I mumbled back, but deep inside me, it hurts like hell. "You can tell me, Alex..." I sighed. Maybe telling it to Layla will help ease the pain I'm feeling. "I've met my mate today," I said, and she gasped. "Then what happened? Why are you crying? Did he hurt you?!" she said worriedly. I hummed. "He rejected me, Layla, and it hurts like hell," I said and sobbed again.

I said to my friend when I got to his side of the car. “Will you still come to see him?” Micah asked, “You know he doesn't deserve the way you are treating him, not when…” “Don't.” I stopped Micah, “Mates can be rejected” “Okay, See you” Micah rolled up his window, I stepped away from his car watching him drive away before entering the building.

. I open the cracked door and make my presence known. “Hello gentlemen, Mother.” I nod my head to acknowledge Alpha Patrick, Alpha Dante, Papa, and mother. I take a seat at my desk and look at my father expectantly. “Princessa, I don’t want to take up too much of your time, I know you have plans. So I’ll cut right to the chase. Alpha Patrick and I have been discussing an alliance of sorts.” He starts. I give my mom a questioning look and she looks just as confused as I am. I peer at Alpha Patrick and he seems a bit nervous. “Go on.” I say plainly. Not wanting to get ahead of myself. “Well…” Alpha Patrick starts “We we’re proposing that maybe you and Dante would…” a guttural growl came from t

"I don't want to be your friend." "Well I'm not willing to let you be anything more right now so are you willing to take what you can get? I can hang up, you know? I don't have to keep trying with you." I wasn't even sure I was trying with Tyler any longer. The more I reached out to him, the farther away he seemed to get. Every time I saw a glimmer of hope for us he said or did something to convince me my decision to reject our mate bond had been the right one.

Like how Kimberly's yelling is about to damage my precious eardrums. I would love to reject Jake, to be honest. At least that's one problem aside, the mate bond won't interfere with my thinking and reasoning. But we already know what happens even after rejection. Nothing. Nothing happens. Instead, the bond between us weakens, only to get stinger as time passes. Should I reject him this time? I mean when the bond is weak, it won't work properly. That will buy me a bit of time to clear my head. "I'll go," I said out of the blue. I figured I could use a drink or two with the way my head threatens to burst from overthinking things.

“I’m not going anywhere with you. I’m staying here. In this pack.” His eyes widened in disbelief. “What are you saying?” he whispered. “You’re staying here? You’re rejecting me? I’m your mate, Cassie. You can’t do that. You can’t reject an Alpha!” I lifted my chin and looked him dead in the eyes. “Yes, I can. And I just did. You already made your choice, Lance.” I didn’t know where I was getting this courage from. Maybe it was the pain. Maybe it was the anger. Or maybe it was just the fact that I’d had enough. I was done being the weak one. Done being the woman he tossed aside whenever it suited him.

He said. Nick really went all out when he gave his advice to his friend. He didn’t know what the full story was and how it got to that point but at the very least he said his opinion as a long-time friend of both people. “Well, if you ever get rejected, then we can’t do anything about that then.” Nick last said. The call then ended and Grey was left to wonder again to himself. “I was really considering going with what I’m feeling. Should I just go with it?”

"I don't want to lose you as a friend. I know I’m a bitch sometimes, but I do love you." She watched as Scarlett shifted, rearranging her skirt and avoiding her gaze. "I think I'm gonna try hanging with Damien and the others for a bit. It's not that I don't want to be your friend, I just... need a little less drama in my life," Scarlett said, gesturing at the moving boxes stacked up by the back door. It stung. The pain of rejection was almost physical, like someone hacking at her heart with an ice-pick. The fact that she understood the reasons did nothing to ease that pain.

“Well, he must be wrong.” I feel a strong urge to pour myself a glass of the hardest liquor I can find. “I am not Austin’s mate. He rejected me, and I am fine with that. When you keep insisting upon the same thing, it makes things very difficult for me.” It hurts too much. But then, I find myself distracted. I didn’t help these kids out because I wanted to gain their approval, but I am beginning to notice that ever since I got involved with them, I’ve started having more and more interactions with the rest of Stone Creek Wolves.

“That’s it?” Reid shook his head. “No. That’s the beginning.” He straightened, adjusting his watch like he was bracing himself for impact. “Refusal doesn’t mean stop. It means slow down. It means I don’t get to demand forgiveness on my timeline.” James let out a low whistle. “Wow. You’re really doing this the hard way.” “The only way that counts,” Reid replied. James shifted the flowers in his arms. “And if she throws these at me?”