Rejected Mate Books Novels & Stories

"The Moon Goddess was kind enough to bless me with a new mate after you rejected me. It just goes to show how much of a wicked mate you are. We can never go back to the way we were, Noah." I took a step closer to his kneeling form, leaning forward until we were almost touching noses. "Now, I want you to read my lips very, very carefully, because I am not going to repeat myself. I, Astra, Luna of the Moon Stone Pack, reject you as my mate. I reject you, Noah." Immediately I repeated those words, Noah gasped and staggered backwards, clutching his chest. It was as though my rejection had affected him physically, as though it was a literal punch to his fragile heart.

My voice came out low but heavy. Selene laughed, a cruel, sharp sound. “Then what is she, Axel? Tell me.” My wolf roared inside me before I even realized what I was saying. “She’s my mate!” The words echoed through the entire pack house. Everything went quiet. Selene’s smile vanished. Her face went pale. “She’s what?” she whispered. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. The truth spilled out like blood from an open wound. “She’s my mate — the one I rejected, the one I punished, the one I hurt!”

Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Oh yeah, I forgot there are many other beautiful stories written by me, Mafia and billionaire - Destiny Rebirth and Love - Rebirth of love Fated mates and rejection - His unwanted mate, His unwanted human mate. Please try giving them a read as well and I am sure you will love them. With love, Author Sree.

“I, Mia Jackson of the Full Moon Pack, reject you, Damon of the Shadow Pang Pack.” For a second, he just stands there, blinking at me like I slapped him. Then his face twists, like my words physically hurt him. “Aren’t you going to say something?” I snap, crossing my arms. “Why... why are you rejecting me?” “Because I’m not interested in having a mate,” I shoot back. “It’s useless. And, honestly? It’s just fucking crappy.” “Mia… don’t say that,” he says, stepping closer like that’s supposed to change my mind.

"In the old ways, a rejected mate could perform the Ritual of Reclamation to prove they were strong enough to deserve their intended." Casie felt sick. "Five lives to stroke his ego when it was him that rejected me because I was unworthy of him as a mate, I was his fated mate we knew at when I turned 16 he was 18 we courted or dated in the human world I fell in love with him but at my coming of age he spart the words ‘I Nathaniel Thornwood, reject Cassandra Blackwood as my mate. She is unworthy of the title of Luna.' Right there in front of everyone." The memory still burned like acid. "And now he's killing people to get me back?"

This story is as much yours as it is mine, and I’ll always be grateful for every single one of you who walked this path with me. But this isn’t the end of our adventure together. If you’ve loved this book, I’d love for you to check out my other works: ✨ Marked for Ruin: The Alpha’s Rejected Mate ✨ ✨ The Lost Heiress’s Glorious Return ✨ ✨S.I.X: The Mafia’s Kryptonite ✨ ✨The Omega’s Revenge: No Longer His Luna ✨ Each story holds a special piece of my heart, and I hope you’ll join me on those journeys too.

Exhausted from the trauma of the night, she had fallen asleep in the chair, trapped within his physical radius. To anyone else, it was a tragic, forced bond of survival. But to Katherine’s twisted, jealous mind, it looked like the ultimate act of betrayal. Duncan lay on the bed, his face peaceful for the first time in years, his soul anchored by the proximity of his true mate. Amora’s breathing was soft, her small hands resting near her lap. The sight of them sharing the same breathing space, bathed in the beautiful, divine light of an ancient mate bond, completely destroyed the final remnants of Katherine’s sanity.

It was worth trying. "Then reject me," I said keeping my head down. I was hiding my expression from him for a reason. There was suddenly a gleam of hope in my eyes for the first time. He stopped abruptly. Samantha was still taking forever to get dressed while she watched what was happening with keen interest. "Naya Crowley of the Red Sentinel Pack, I, Stormy West, the future Alpha of the Twilight Pack, hereby reject you as my mate!" He said. I looked up that minute with a grin on my face. Finally, I was free of the obnoxious bastard.

I suggested, as soon as we were free and clear of an evesdropper. “Maybe,” she agreed. “But then why didn’t Marjorie get a second chance mate?” “Well, maybe her bond was supposed to work.” She shook her head. “The book said that bonds designed to work but result in death or rejection weaken or kill the wolf.” “Maybe I just didn’t pay attention to mate lore enough, but I didn’t even know your wolf could be weakened by rejection until Marjorie told me,” I said. “I mean, rejection was very popular a few years ago. Remember back when the trend was wolves trying to find love the human way?”