Rejected While Carrying His Pup Novels & Stories

My voice went flat. He exhaled sharply. "Don't joke about this. You know how rare true mate bonds are. How few pups get born these days." His golden eyes hardened. "I won't destroy a life... but don't force my hand." The message was clear—even for the Pack's survival, he'd reject this child. Our half-formed bond meant nothing. He turned toward the door. "Eat without me. I'm busy." I watched his SUV disappear into the pines. The feast I'd spent hours arranging went straight into the trash.

“Mr. Alpha! Sir!” Turning, I smiled as a young pup raced over to me. His mother was chasing after her, admonishing him as he ran straight for me. I hadn’t seen them, but it looked like they had their own car and packed up their things. The young pup was clutching a small stuffed wolf to his chest. Squatting down, I put my hand up to stop one of the warrior from intercepting him. He breathed heavily as he got to me. He was maybe seven or eight.

"You're telling me someone inside your own pack, someone who sits at your table, ordered men to hunt me through the woods and take my daughter." "I don't have proof yet. Not the kind that would hold in front of the full council." Kael's jaw had locked tight, his hands curling into fists against his knees. "But the handwriting, the timing, the fact that he's been the loudest voice against me claiming a mate outside a political alliance since before I ever rejected you—"

“Together.” Outside, the city was waking up, indifferent and ordinary, while somewhere across town a black town car pulled away from a quiet brownstone, carrying a man no one in that room had seen in two decades and carrying, in his coat pocket, a single photograph of Elena Reyes, taken just that morning, leaving her own front door……..

Bianca and I were switched before birth. She became the beloved daughter of both families. I became the girl neither one wanted. Every month, I carried a suitcase between two guest rooms while Bianca kept a bedroom, parents, and a place at the table in both estates. Then Bianca was diagnosed with a deadly blood disorder, and both families demanded that I become her stem cell donor. There was only one problem. My donor screening showed that I might be seriously ill too. They refused to read my medical report. They called my nosebleed an attention-seeking stunt. Then they forced me to voluntarily surrender every claim to both families before they would pay for my tests. The next day, I learned

I wanted a perfect puppet, and she is. Despite being labeled a notorious beast by other wolves, I remain loyal to my mate and refrain from engaging in sexual activities with other females. However, I was disappointed when I met my mate, who did not meet my standards. I decided to reject her, but she has not accepted my rejection. During our encounter at a club, she managed to arouse me with just a glance. The temptation to have sex with her lingers in my mind.

“Did I love Julia truly?” he asked again and I kept my gaze, waiting for his answer “I did love her but I wouldn’t say as much as I love you. When we were mated, I told her that I wouldn’t do it since I couldn’t feel the attraction even though we were mates and she told me to just pretend. She said she didn’t mind all the love and all that as long as I can protect her and also help her out in her missions. Since I didn’t hate her too, I just accepted and we had no problem. I did all she asked for and I never pressured her, I waited by her side for five years to see her decision which she recently made by rejecting me” he answered without breaking the gaze lock we had

Derick turned to me and asked, "What do you say, Sophia? Will you join our pack?" Lucas and the rest of the pack members were stunned by Derick's determine suggestion. They couldn't believe that their Alpha was willing to accept someone who was banished from her pack, let alone someone who had been labeled a "rejected mate". Jessica couldn't hide her disapproval as she rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath. I looked at Derick, trying to read his expression, but he was unreadable. He simply stood there, waiting for my answer. I took a deep breath and spoke up, "Are you sure about this, Derick? I don't want to cause any trouble for your pack."

“ Imani, is he your mate?” I sighed, “ I just found out earlier, but I can’t be with him. He is just too….. too full of himself! He wants my pack, not as an ally but as his possession. I can’t let that happen.” “ Then what did you do? You punched him?” If only I had punched him, “ I didn’t, I rejected him.” “ what the fuck Imani, you rejected your mate?” Greta yelled so hard that I could feel my ear ring. If this building wasn’t a solid foundation, it would have gone done by now.

It was like we were all part of something bigger than ourselves. One day, as I was walking through the woods, I saw a young werewolf sitting alone by a stream. I recognized him as one of the newer members of the pack, and I could tell that he was struggling. Without hesitation, I approached him and sat down beside him. We sat in silence for a few moments, just listening to the sound of the stream. Finally, he spoke. "I don't understand why I was rejected," he said. "I'm strong, I'm capable, and I'm loyal. Why doesn't anyone want me?"