Rejected By The Pack Novels & Stories

Alex inquired. "Of course, I am fine," I assured him. "So, what are you going to do about it? " he asked. “I do not know yet, I am still trying to gather my thoughts” I answered. “Well, you should do it fast before the packs reject you as their Alpha and choose another person,” he warned. “What? They can do that. The position is rightfully mine by birth,” I protested “I know that, but the pack is also capable of rejecting you and giving your position to someone else,” Alex explained.

Even his golden eyes that were glimmering in the firelight were making me more afraid. “Vegetarian or not, you either eat or starve. And I won’t have a weakling in my pack.” Pack? The word slammed into me like a physical blow. I wasn’t part of his pack. I wasn’t part of anything. I was a prisoner. A captive. “I’m not one of you,” I said, my voice stronger this time, though my insides trembled. A slow, knowing smile spread across his lips. “Not yet.” The words sent a chill racing down my spine.

The bastard couldn't even look me in the eye. Fury and hurt rolled off me in waves as I strutted towards him, not even thinking as the words were coming from my mouth before I could stop them. “I want a rejection.” Unlike other packs, our pack had this law that only the men could reject the women due to certain mishaps that had happened when the women were the ones who took upon themselves the mantle of rejecting their mates, for whatever reasons they had. I can't even tell why the law suddenly sprang to my mind but while I was still in my right frame of mind, I was ready to honour it, even though no one's ever come out to confirm that it was true.

"If the Blackstone project falls through, we lose at least thirty million this year. The others... I'm still counting." Thirty million dollars. Enough to give everyone in the pack their Solstice bonus for three years. And now, because of one damn video, it was all crumbling. "What else?" "Every major pack forum is talking about it. Even the Cedar Ridge pack on the West Coast released a statement saying they would 'never abandon tradition'." Elara's voice was laced with despair. "Emilia, we have to issue a clarification, or else—" "Or else what?" I cut her off. "Or else the people I personally took in will leave me?"

I could fake everything just to get them to do what I want and it works every time. “Are you mad at us? Do you not want him as your mate? Do you prefer the one who rejected you?” My mom asked worriedly. “That’s not what I said. I rejected Manuel too even before he decided to create a scene. Don’t even talk about it anymore because I don’t even think about him. Now that I don’t belong in the same pack with him anymore, I don’t even need to see his face.” I told them. “You left the pack? Have you found a new pack? Darling, it’s really hard to be without a pack. You can’t just leave your pack because of one person.”

Seline I freeze. “Excuse me?” Jess wets her lips, looking guilty. “Austin didn’t reject you because he wanted to. If he chose you, he would have had to leave the pack. I don’t think he would have minded that. But the thing is that right now, the only thing standing between the pack elders and the females of the pack is Austin.” I already knew that the Stone Creek Pack was a little more traditionalist than normal, but Jess’s statement sounds a little bizarre.

She says with finality. “Mom, he doesn’t want me, and I won’t force him to. I already accepted his rejection, Mom. Please don’t make this worse,” I say, pleading with her. “I approve of the fact that my son rejected you. You truly are weak. I can’t have your weakness in my pack any longer,” he says to me. We will have a pack meeting in one hour. You must attend. Now get out,” he says the last part with disgust. We walk out of the pack house and go straight to our home.

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

And he rejected me. Being rejected by someone you’re meant to mate with is unheard of in the pack world. At least, I’ve never heard of it. But then it’s also unheard of for the Stormfire alpha to take a mate. I know he has one son whose mother he murdered, but she was never his mate—just his breeder.

"From now on, my life is yours." Later, he became the Alpha of the Shadowcrest pack. The elders opposed me because of my background, calling me 'the cursed survivor of a dead pack'. They thought I was bad luck. However, Axel shifted into his wolf form and stood in front of me. "If you want to hurt her, you'll have to go through me first." For ten years, he gave me everything he could. Even a month ago, when Vanessa, that damned fated mate, showed up, he did not push me away.