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The weight of the girl's rejection as his Mate pressed down upon him, a bitter pill to swallow. "I reject you as my Mate," she declared, her words piercing the silence. Adam's gaze dropped to his feet, a mix of sadness and resignation etched upon his face. The pain of the rejection seared through his heart, but he knew that accepting it was the only path forward. His voice steady, Adam replied, "I accept the rejection." It was a solemn affirmation, an acknowledgment of the love that would forever remain unfulfilled. The girl's smile, though tinged with a touch of sadness, spoke volumes of her gratitude for his understanding.

The guys nodded along, their eyes glassy. Grayson threw back the shot and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "I told her I love her. I want to be with her. That I'll treat her right." His voice cracked. "And you know what she did?" He turned to face them fully. "She rejected me." He laughed bitterly, wiping his nose. "After everything I did for her. She looked me in the eye and said I was disgusting. Said she never loved me." One of the guys shook his head slowly. "That’s sick."

“You’re just a lowly assistant, Levia. Don’t interfere, or you’ll join your employer as unemployed by tomorrow morning.” I placed my hand on Levia’s shoulder, signaling her to stop. Arguing with a man who had lost his conscience was the most pointless thing I could do. I looked at Bastian one last time that afternoon. There was no trace of affection left in his eyes—only irritation at my presence. “That’s enough, Levia. Let’s go,” I said softly. My heart felt like it was shattering all over again after hearing his words, but there was no point arguing. Every word that came out of his mouth was poison, slowly killing whatever love I had left for him.

It was beautiful and strong, just like my mate… until it snapped and disappeared. I stared into Asena's blue eyes in agonizing disbelief. I had never heard words more painful than her rejection. Panic erupted, violently traveling through every piece of me. I shook my head, or at least I thought I did. I refused to accept her decision. My mouth opened, releasing a nearly soundless gnarl, “Why?!”

Selene's Pov I stopped struggling. For the first time in a minute I took a deep breath. I couldn't feel, not understand what Damon had just said. Unimaginable pain filled me and I couldn't process it, but it created a deep hole in my heart. A tear finally crept out of my face. Damon had rejected me. He had rejected me as his mate. Another tear rolled down my cheeks as the image of us together in the few moments we've been together flashed across my eyes.

I'd cried myself to sleep last night, replaying his cold words over and over again until they carved themselves into my heart. The rejection hurt more than I wanted to admit. But beneath the pain, something stubborn and fierce refused to let go. I didn't want to give up just because he'd turned me down once. There was real passion between us. It was raw and undeniable whether he wanted to admit it or not.

I was snapped out of my gory imagination as Yannah stood in front of me, both her hands on her hips as she graced a confused look on her face. I sheepishly smiled, “Oh, what? Yeah! That’s shocking news indeed, the Princess must’ve been des-.” I was interrupted as what I was going to say contradicted to what Yannah was saying. “I still can’t believe the youngest Alpha rejected the princess,” she rambled on – it seems like she just wanted me to pay attention. “I mean, he’s a womanizer – I thought he’d just get it on with any woman he se-.” My eyes widened, I grabbed Yannah down – putting my hand over her mouth as I could hear the Master’s office open. Yannah immediately looks over, only to see

“He made contact with Raisel. He confessed his feelings to her.” The world seemed to stop. My fists froze mid-air, and I turned to face Jace, my chest tightening with rage. “What did Raisel say?” I demanded, my voice sharp, my heart pounding against my ribs. “She told him to screw off,” Jace replied with a shrug. “Said she doesn’t believe in love, doesn’t want anything to do with it.” His words made me pause. On one hand, I was relieved—she had rejected him. But on the other, her resistance to love was a problem. A challenge. And I never backed down from a challenge. I would make her believe in love. I would make her believe in me.

She promised him to love him and all kinds of shit, seducing my mate to the point where he was willing to put us through the pain of rejection. After he rejected me, he fell ill, and I was so broken I had isolated myself in my room for nearly a month. The last I heard, he had asked her to be his chosen Luna, but she denied the offer. The only thing she wanted was to see me get rejected by him. After he rejected me to be with her, a rumor spread, we had heard it before, two years prior, but this time, it was true.

So as for what will be the final time, she exits the room, and with the greatest of force, she slams the door so hard that it vibrates against the mirrors that are left on the wall. Fuck, what have I done? …Trinity POV… Never did I think that Colton shall treat me in such a way. My temper so wants to boil out of control. My anger has now reached its peak, how can he think that he can just push me away like that. This stings my heart beyond belief, being rejected by the man you love. He shall not see my tears; he shall not have the satisfaction of seeing me break down. Yes, I have done this so many times, but god, this hurts hard. It cuts deeper than a thousand knives. And do they cut deep. R