Rejected By One Claimed By Another Novels & Stories

he exclaims “I don’t have to be your mate I can still Reject you as my mate” I reply with a attitude “You’d do that” he asks “Yes I would not only do I hate you your also dating my best friend and we have not mated nor marked each other so I simply could reject you” I growl “We’ll there’s on flaw to that we both have to reject each other in order for the rejection to work” he says smiling. I roll my eyes “what do you want” I reask

She advised. "Why would you let them go, Yoori?" "If you can't fight, then at least talk to him and ask him why he would do that." He suggested. "There is no problem with talking, Jas." "It's just that, if something was never meant to work, it would never work even if you both visited experts to help you out." "And why would you know that it won't work if you don't give your partner a second chance?" He wanted to know.

" How did you put apart your mate?" That was a ridiculous question that I desperately needed an answer to. It was obvious that Miriam was taken aback. The corner of her lips curled into a smirk. Folding her arms, she said to me; " It's called a rejection. In the vampire realm, once a mate decides to reject the other, the other must either accept the rejection or reject the rejection and if in any case they accept the rejection there is no going back because once a mate bond is broken it can never be fixed, it's a lifetime rejection, they can never go back. There is nothing like a second chance," I exhaled sharply; " Why? don't tell me you're planning on rejecting Micage,"

They had come to dispute their domain, demanding dominion over the Moonlit Meadow. Without hesitation, the pack members rushed into action, a flurry of fur and strength. The night air was filled with snarls, growls, and the clash of fangs and claws. Ethan's pulse hammered as he battled with his pack, the adrenaline rushing through his veins. This was a war they couldn't afford to lose, not when their house and their way of life were at danger. In the middle of the turmoil, Gabriel and Ethan locked eyes once again. It was a subtle recognition of the unseen tie between them, a shared determination to defend what was theirs.

One of them, with a scar on his face, sneered, "Well, well, look what we have here, a female wolf. Care to play with us?" His companion chimed in, his menacing appearance matching his words, "I'm sure you'd enjoy it. All the werewolf women go crazy for us, longing for our embrace." Maintaining a composed demeanor, I responded firmly, "Sorry, but no thanks. I'm not interested at the moment." However, my rejection seemed to only agitate them further, as they decided to persist in their attempts to persuade us. The two want to hold my hand but luckily Cassimir holds the hand of the two and grips them tightly.

He yelled. “That’s up to them.” Alpha Kelvin stated. “You can’t challenge for her, you already rejected her, she accepted, and you mated with another female. If that female rejected, you then that’s your issue.” He continued. “It’s been three years; you no longer have a claim to her. Should you happen to win, all you will gain would be the Beta position.” Kelvin finished. “NO! I want MY MATE!” Andrew yelled. “Too bad.” Kruz snorted.

Then suddenly, Rachel clapped her hands together, "Come to think of it. Among them, who has the right to mark you with the claiming bite?" Huh? The thought never crossed my mind. "I rejected both of them, remember?" I shrugged. "Yes, I know. But per adventure, you were to be claimed. Who has the right to claim you?" "I guess it would be the mate I choose..." I trailed off as understanding dawned. Now that I rejected both boys, it wouldn't be so easy to pick one over the other. It was either I stayed off or I accepted them both. The option to pick had just been taken away from me.

For instance, if I forgot my umbrella on a rainy day, I only needed to make one phone call, and Beverly would drop everything to get me. Even though she had rejected my proposal eight times in the last eight years, everyone still believed we would eventually get married. However, now that she had posted that marriage certificate with Timothy's name instead of mine, it would definitely leave everyone in shock. Timothy was my brother—my biological brother. Growing up, he always had a habit of taking what was mine. And once he got his hands on something, no amount of screaming could make him give it back. Why was that? Because my parents didn't like me. They regarded me with disdain, and they c

Yet now, rejecting him was wrong? The law from the goddess allowed mates to reject one another, but there was a cost. The one who rejected might never be fated to anyone else again. Their only hope would be to find someone whose bond had also been broken. But now, the authorities had changed the rules. Rejection was only allowed if there was physical abuse or cheating. And even then, the cheating had to be witnessed by her wolf. How could they be so cruel? How could they decide who deserved freedom and who didn’t?

“I know enough, your bond is strong enough for them to ask you to leave the house, don’t even look and ask about you, wake up the next morning and tell the pack that you died because they can not handle the shame and disgrace you have brought upon them, because all they can think about is the fact that you got rejected.” “You are a stranger, you know nothing about me or them.” I breathed out when he moved even more closer to me. “Damon rejected you, your family buried you despite being alive, you don’t belong to anyone.” “No.” I whispered. “I will let you go and you can see for yourself what they are doing, or you stay, you stay and you become strong, you heal and then I would let you go.” “