Rejected By Alpha, Claimed By Beast Novels & Stories

My voice filled the room, stronger and demanding. Silence followed, and it was heavy and long and no one dared to speak. My chest rose fast and anger built and frustration burned. “Answer me!” I roared and an elder finally stood, he was slow and old and his eyes met mine carefully. “Alpha Kael,” he said. “What you are describing…” He paused and his voice shook a little. “It should not exist.” “But it does,” I said. He swallowed and then he spoke. “A rejected bond should disappear…”

"Here's my answer, Alpha Axel. I'm Alpha King of all these packs. The Supreme Head of these lands. You overstep your bounds daring to ask your king if he's friends with someone you consider an enemy. But let me make you a promise. If anyone, unknown creature or werewolf, threatens my family, the kingdom or my people, I will go after them before you learn of their crime. Or before you find out they exist." "Yes, your majesty," says Bradley. "We know what you're capable of." Justin laughs out loud at those words before quickly saying, "Sorry. Go on." "Forgive my friend," says Brad. "I apologize on his behalf." Axel lowers himself to his seat, his cheeks flushed from embarrassment. Another Alph

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.

At my approach, the beast snarls in rage and flies at me with its claws extended. But I stand unflinching, my duty clear. "You have won. I freely accept your rejection, Alpha, and relinquish all claim as your mate. Our partnership is at an end." The words sear my throat, but I choke them out without falter. The monster pauses, confusion warring with hatred in its gaze. And for an instant, I glimpse Adam trapped behind those eyes - and the unspeakable torment on his face cuts me deeper than any physical blow.

The bond stretched between them, raw and blazing, and then recoiled violently. Tyler’s jaw tightened. His expression didn’t soften. It hardened. Rejection slammed into Lyra through the bond, sharp enough to steal her breath. She cried out, clutching her chest as pain lanced through her nerves. The wolves around them went still, shock rippling through the clearing. An alpha rejecting the bond the moment it formed was unheard of. “She’s an omega,” someone muttered. “A stray.” Lyra forced herself to stand, legs shaking beneath her. The ache in her chest burned, but she kept her chin up. Begging never saved her. She learned that lesson the night her first pack cast her out.

She finished, waiting for my reaction. Wait! What did she just say? reject who? Me? I burst into laughter. "Who do you think you are to reject me!?" I glared at her. "You clearly want it too. I just thought I should help you by making it official. You never wanted me as your mate since the beginning, so what's so funny about it?" She was looking straight at me, without blinking. "Well, I Antoine, Alpha of the dark moon pack reject your rejection, Stacie Silver. You have no right to reject me!"

Frantically now. I took a step forward, nervous, terrified, but still holding onto that flicker of light. My fingers moved again, a little faster this time:"Please... don’t reject me." He narrowed his eyes, and for the first time, I dared to lift mine to meet his gaze. "I can be better," I signed. "Stronger. I’ll prove myself. Just… give me a chance." Silence. Then he smiled. But it wasn’t kind. "I, Zade Matthew's, Alpha of the HighClaw pack, reject you, Sierra Whitmore to be my mate and Luna. You are to work here and obey my every command to accept my rejection" he says and he does it without even flinching

I didn’t greet Grandpa, who was working in the backyard. Slamming the door, I finally said the words that could risk my pup’s life: "I, Felicity Amee Taylor, Daughter of Alpha Stephen Glint, accept your rejection, Massimo De Luca, as my mate and as my Alpha." I gasped when I felt someone grab and squeeze my heart like a lemon but I wasn't done yet. "I, Felicity Amee Taylor, Former Luna of Cresent Moon Pack reject Cresent Moon Pack as my home and pack." I started having a hard time breathing. I tried to keep my eyes open, but the pain was making everything hard for me. I couldn’t breathe, and my eyes started getting heavy.

Closing my eyes momentarily to earn a reprieve from this upheaval, I kissed his knuckles and forced out my words. “I sincerely apologize for my actions, Alpha.” “You are forgiven but I have an enunciation to make.” He quickly pulled his hand away not wanting to share any physical interaction, feeling the same insufferable and amplifying sensations I did. “Yes?” I asked with a gulp and before everyone in his enormous hall, he declared. “I, Alpha Darius Alfonso of Scarlet Moon pack, reject Athena Becker, The Red Huntress, as my mate and luna.” “What…?!” A series of gasps came, I never anticipated he would resent our bond this much as an intense pain shot through my chest.

I missed you too. “Don’t do this,” I whispered, a déjà vu of what I told him then. The same three words that came from the heart, a simple plea, for him instead of me. The deeper shade was pushed back, and an enraged Alpha glared at me. He slammed me back to the wall and demanded, “Say it! Say you accept!” I’m sorry, Alpha. I’ve failed you once more. In between sobs, I spoke the words he wanted to hear. “I, Gamma A-Anna Be-Bella Fiora…ac-accept your re-rejection…Alpha F-Flynn As-tra.”