Rejected His Pregnant Mate 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

I sure hope they aren't expecting me to break down and cry or better yet beg him to accept me. Not going to happen. "Ouch, is that what I'm supposed to say right now because I'm not sure. Is your little speech supposed to make me sad and depressed because again I'm not sure what response you expect from me." I look at him and shrug my shoulders, keeping my voice calm and disinterested in the whole subject. " Oh I think I know what you want me to say." I look him straight in the eyes hard before I continue. " I reject you as my mate , you do not meet my strict guidelines for a life partner. You are a man whore who has to force females into his bed. I deserve someone better as my moon picked m

“Are you fucking being serious right now? Any unmated male in this pack would take you as a mate in a second. Even half the mated males would still trade up for you.” I laughed so freaking hard tears formed in my eyes. I ruffled his hair. “You are such a horrible liar. But thanks.” Some of his emotional pain leached out. “Wait!” I grabbed his hand again. When he tried to pull back, I scooted closer, pulling his arm against my chest. “Sweetie, your mate rejected you?” How horrible and unexpected. I swallowed against the lump in my throat. “Because her family objected to my lowly status.” He said quietly.

he sputtered out, clicking his fingers and cleaning himself up when he had gotten over the shock, staring from face to face to make sure they were not pulling some sort of prank on him. “No, I wish I where it would certainly make things easier,” Allen said with a sigh as he scrubbed his hand over his face. “And no, before you ask, we haven't mated yet, he rejected me,” Allen said, sighing at having to explain it for what felt like the hundredth time that day. He smiled when Adom gripped his hand with a quick squeeze before letting go.

“ That single word cut like a blade. Damon’s eyes held mine; sharp and merciless. My breath hitches and my father’s hand got tighter on mine, my eye bubbled with tears as I stared at him. The whole community gasped, I could hear murmurs and whispers. “I Alpha Damon, reject you Ava as my mate, as my Luna and as my anything.” He announced, his tone harsh and unwelcoming. “You are fragile, you are weak. A Luna should command fear and not pity, you are not worth being glanced at.” His voice was venom. It was filled with regret and unfamiliar emotions. My chest shattered like glass and I could feel the pain radiating through my body.

“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.

“I am sure you know by now that we are mates, but I am going to be honest with you. I do not want you and I do not want you as a mate. You are a rogue and that shows weakness. Furthermore, I do not think that you have what it takes to be a leader. Due to this factor, I reject you as my mate. You may now leave. Oh, and Ms. Kalashnikov, if you ever step foot on my territory, you will not make it back out alive.” With that I let go of her wrist and waited for her to walk out of my office. My chest hurt and, in the moment, I felt my heart stop. It was not an official rejection; hence, we can still be mated if I chose to, plus this does not allow her to get a second chance mate so it is a win-win

He paused, briefly locked eyes with her through the mirror and went on to adjust the necktie. “But if it makes you feel better; You are not my mate and never will be. And if by the slightest chance, which is next to impossible in this case, you happen to be one then I, Jordan Westhund, reject you, Selly as my mate and server whatever bonds exist between us.”

"It wasn't a trap for you." "No," Cullen agreed softly. He closed the journal with a dull thud. "It was a trap for you." The truth crashed over me, a freezing wave of realization that stole the breath straight from my lungs. My rejection wasn't a tragic mistake. It wasn't a lapse in judgment fueled by solstice wine and a weak man’s shifting desires. It was a carefully orchestrated plot. Someone had cleared that hallway. Someone had ensured Caomh and Dreda were alone, guaranteeing the pregnancy that would force Caomh to break our fated bond.