Rejected Protector Novels & Stories

He puffed out his chest, “I earned my points today. Took down two scavengers outside the wall, dragged their gear back through the wastes. This fresh Crown cunt is mine for the night. You already had her last night. Rotation rules say..” “Rotation rules say top three pick first,” Reaper cut in calmly. He stepped forward slowly towering over Rage by a solid three inches . “And I’m claiming her. Again. She’s mine.” The words sent a fresh shiver through me. My body reacted instantly. I hated it. I hated how sensitive everything felt, how even the threat of being claimed made my cunt clench.

Her words struck a chord deep within Mason, something raw, buried, and long restrained. He could see it now, blazing just beneath her composed surface. The fire. The same fierce, unyielding spark she once carried like a blade. It hadn't died with the betrayal of her past. It had merely been smothered, dampened by that coward she once called a husband. But now… it was reigniting. The urge to protect her wasn’t just instinct, it was clawing its way up from the depths of his soul. Mason leaned back slowly in his chair, his eyes never leaving her face. Arms crossed over his chest like armor, he said in a low, unreadable tone, “So, tell me then… what do you suggest we do, Aria?”

“From the first time that I saw you, this land is all you have ever wanted, but are you really that insensitive, huh? You couldn’t even wait to let this day pass?” He kept on shaking his head. “No, Hailey, believe me, I was not part of it. I didn’t even know—” “Stop.” I held up my hand for him to stop, and then I looked him straight in the eyes. “Don’t ever go back here. Don’t ever set foot in this land again.” I backed away and sighed. “I thought you were different, Alpha.”

he said and I opened them again, “hurt is not the same thing as leaving.” The tears came fast and I did not try to stop them. He turned toward me fully now. “I need you to understand that I am not staying because it would be honorable,” he said. “I am staying because I love you. I love Daniel. And God help me, I already think about this baby like someone who may need protecting from a man I despise.” My breath broke. Lucian looked almost ashamed of the admission, as if love given before certainty made him vulnerable in a way he had not authorized.

I growl, my chest heaving from the anger I’m feeling. How could she…. And here I was, feeling sorry for what I was about to do to her. She doesn’t deserve my pity. She was going to trap me had I been the type to want my mate. “I’m sorry, Reece! Please, don’t reject me. I’m your soulmate!” Amber pleads as tears stream down her face. “I’m sorry for this too. I, Reece Gunner, Gamma of the Central pack, reject you Amber Thompson as my mate,” I recite the rejection vow and Amber cries out.

He once told me that the one thing he’ll never forgive is cheating, and if he already made up his mind that I cheated on him, begging him is pointless. “I, Hunter Hendrix, son of Orion Hendrix, reject you, Jade Althea Dimaano, daughter of Juan Dimaano as my mate and future Luna, on the basis of infidelity. May the energy of the moon uphold this rejection and mother goddess ease my pain through this betrayal.” He snarled the last words, shoving me out of the way as he stomped out of our home, and I crumbled to the floor as a crippling pain shot through my spine, rushing straight for my heart.

One of his calloused hands trail down her face, causing tingles and goosebumps to form on her face due to his touch but it's gone as fast as she felt it. She was brought out of her trance by hearing him say the words she dreaded the most her entire life. "I Damien Blackwood, the future Alpha of Midnight Moon Pack, Reject you Serenity Martins as my mate and future Luna." It was as if her whole world had crumpled before her eyes and her wolf, Selena kept whimpering inside her head. Tears welled up in her eyes but she kept them at bay for the time period and willed herself to be strong. "I Serenity Martins accept your rejection as your mate and future Luna of The Midnight Moon pack."

"You were the same when we were kids." "I am a woodworker, not a warrior," I sighed. "I hurt you back then. I shouldn't have slept with my friend and then rejected him." "You did much more than that," Theron confessed. "I'm sorry." "Not enough." "I..." A pause, my breath hitched. "...never liked you." "I want you to suffer," the Alpha hissed. "I won't let anyone else make you suffer, because I will do it myself." "I'll let you do it," I replied. "But with a limit. I don't want to be yours forever. Clearly, my rejection hasn't affected you to that extent."

"What are you proposing?" Reaper looked around the room. Saw nods. Agreement. Consensus forming. "You're too dangerous," he said. "Your judgment is compromised. Your priorities are wrong. Your connection to Grace makes you liability we can't afford." "Liability," Albert repeated. "We're locking you up," Reaper continued. "Secure room. Quantum dampeners. No contact with Grace. No access to technology. No rights beyond basic survival needs." "You're imprisoning me." "We're protecting everyone else from your mistakes."

The woman staring back at me wasn’t Anastasiya Van Houten anymore… I was Valencia. She gave me her life. I had spent my entire life knowing exactly who I was. I had defined myself by the mission, by the kill. Relishing in the darkness like a demon. But now? I was something worse. Something stronger. My heart hardened. Malcom Reece had taken everything from us. And every single person who had played a part in our suffering—in Valencia’s suffering—would pay dearly. No mercy. No forgiveness. Only retribution. Valencia watched me for a long moment before she stood up, extending her hand to help me up.