Rejected Mate Novels & Stories

I hate my own morals sometimes. "I do." I tell him carefully. Hoping that enough of an answer. The growl of warning he gives tells me it's not. "He's my mate." He growls again. "Ex mate really. He rejected me, so I left and he, for some reason he found me again."

Reyne shook her head in disagreement as she replied Meg, "So what? I am still his fucking mate. How can he just say he doesn't want me. I want him. I want us to be together like other destined mates." 'I want him too. Rejection is not easy to bear. You can find yourself another mate, but I can't. Bonding with a wolf other than your destined mate is hard. I am glad he didn't reject us.' Meg cried. "Dare he reject me." Reyne said, looking herself in the mirror. At her clothing, precisely. "Rather, I will reject that asshole." She looked at her red teary eyes as she grumbled.

“My father doesn’t approve of you and although I may want you for myself, I have to think about the future of the pack. A promiscuous woman cannot be my Luna” Promiscuous? Where did that come from? “We are mates. You can’t just abandon me. Our fates have been sealed together by the moon goddess” “Not if I reject you” he responded coldly. Too cold for the man who promised me a beautiful life together. My hands dropped and I took a staggering step backward. What? Does he want to reject me? How did we go from being all over each other to this? He took a long breath and looked me straight in the eye, all emotions drained from them. “I, Cordy Lockwood, Alpha of Silverhowl Pack reject you, Valerie

“I came here to get an answer out of you for why you are so desperate to turn away your own mate?” That’s not begging, is it? He sneers at me in a way that makes my wolf whimper. “I already told you. I don’t want something broken.” His words are cruel, each word like a physical blow. “I can do much better than you. If you’ve lived with a wolf pack, then you should know that fated mates can reject each other if the other finds one lacking. And I find you lacking in every aspect.” I can feel the blood drain from my face, but I refuse to let him see the way he is stabbing me with his heartless words. As he speaks, it feels like my mother’s words are coming out of his mouth.

He'd just say, "What are you upset about now?" I lay in bed and thought through one entire night. About the pack gathering when I was twelve, where I'd first seen him: the rogue orphan Silvercrest had taken in, who'd beaten three Alpha candidates to inherit the title. The way my heart had cracked open at the sight of him. About begging my father at sixteen to back his bid to formally take Silvercrest. About my hands shaking with hope on the day I accepted the mate bond. This time, I wouldn't. Kieran came down in the black Tom Ford suit my designer had fitted for him. Stripped of the mud and the prison rags, he stood like a drawn blade.

“Stop it, Jordan.” “Come on. You’re unmated. I’m unmated. We’re both lonely. If we’re still without a mate when we’re like forty, we should agree to mating.” “And then have to deal with that kind of rejection as well when your true mate suddenly makes an appearance? No, thanks.” “As well?” Jordan asked. “What other rejection have you had to deal with?” “Huh?” “You just said you’d have to deal with that kind of rejection as well. I’m just curious who else has rejected you? Or what have you been rejected for?”

“Maybe you are not quite fond of captivity as I had imagined.” “Maybe you should worry less about me and more about your place here.” She smiles wider, voice almost purring. “My place is right beside the Alpha.” I whisper back, “Not for long.” Something sharp flashes in her eyes. Then she gets nearer, her lips are almost touching my ear. “But do you know the real reason why he rejected you?”she whispers. My pulse spikes. “You should leave while you can still walk.” Her voice drops lower, cold and intimate. “It wasn’t duty. It wasn’t his father. He told me once you were never Luna material.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and rested my forehead on the door. The thought of spending the night with Griff as myself made my insides twist into agonizing knots. Beki’s sharp barks told me I was being pathetic. The worst part was that I couldn’t disagree. It turned out that I could withstand all that time in Hell—the torture, the pain, the humiliation—yet my insides quivered at the thought of being rejected once again by my mate. My wolf pushed against our bond, making my skin itch. This was her way of telling me that if I wasn’t woman enough to walk through that door and claim my mate, she would do it for me.

She choose to block her out for the time period. ▪ Damien never expected to find his mate in his own pack, he had searched her for a few years and even searched for her while visiting a few packs but he didn't have any luck in finding her. He was shocked when he realised who his mate was, it was his girlfriend's shy and timid little friend. He had always found himself staring at her, well without her knowledge that is. He had never expected them to end up as mates. He had a constant threat looming over his head, he didn't want to hurt her by being selfish so he decided to do the only thing that he felt was the best to do at his current situation. Reject her for good, just give her the freedo