Rejected While Carrying His Pup Novels & Stories

My heart thrummed an impatient staccato, and I thought of several contingency plans. Rocco threaded his long fingers through his chin. “We don’t like demons in the Hellfire Pack, nor do we take kindly to those who consort with them.” “That’s hardly my fault,” I said. “Things work differently in Albion.” His gaze swept down my body and settled on the thriving puppy. “Give me that.” “Why?” I cradled her to my chest. “Because I’m the kennel master and I say so.”

Under the current circumstances, it proved to be a difficult task, when all I wanted to do was growl and snarl at a certain someone. “You feel uncomfortable, don’t you? There’s still time, Einas. Take back the rejection.” “I’m not taking it back, Jalal. Accept this and move on. Isra will be disappointed if she found out you’re still pinning for your-so called mate.” I admonished my wolf, a little upset with him. After rejecting the pretentious she-wolf, whether asleep or awake, all I saw everywhere was her. I was already stressed, brainstorming ways to get her to accept my rejection. And yet, my wolf was still hung up on the mate, who hadn't even surfaced to acknowledge his presence.

My father stared at me as if I had two heads and collapsed into a chair. “My son has a fated mate,” he said, in shock. His eyes grew wide and he stroked his graying beard. It was silent for a long minute, hell if I knew what to say. This is why I told him in the first place, I hoped he’d tell ME how to fix it! He was the King and he was supposed to have all the answers. “Well for starters, you can’t reject a pup. You have to wait until she has her wolf,” he said.

I began to debate whether I should move the body to a more conspicuous location. But then a car pulled up with its windows down. I heard one of the she-wolves inside point out your pup lying on the ground and ask her passenger whether they should stop and help him. The other she-wolf rejected the idea, telling her that he was probably 'just a rogue' and they 'should not worry about it.' I remember feeling angrier than I had ever felt in my entire life. Even if your pup had been a rogue —which he wasn’t— he was still just a tiny little pup.

“That doesn’t sound complicated or super rare to me.” “I’m not done.” He sighs, tapping the clipboard, sighing with worry. “Not only did she reject her higher ranking partner, but whoever they are did not accept, nor did they want this. They’re looking for her. And last, and most painful, her wolf is rejecting her, and her spirit. The wolf does not agree with the decision and is going to make it harder to run further.”

I explained, a weight lifting with the admission of my secret. "Hmm, carry on," Alpha Scott suggested, his demeanor attentive. "I was treated horribly by my pack. There was a time when my wolf had become dormant, a manifestation of the emotional toll I endured. On Alpha Dominic's sixteenth birthday, the night we mated, he rejected me the next morning. Overwhelmed by the emotional turmoil, I ran away that very night," I revealed, the weight of past pain evident in my words. The room seemed to hold a somber stillness as the narrative unfolded, laying bare the scars of a history marked by rejection and heartache.

He paused, briefly locked eyes with her through the mirror and went on to adjust the necktie. “But if it makes you feel better; You are not my mate and never will be. And if by the slightest chance, which is next to impossible in this case, you happen to be one then I, Jordan Westhund, reject you, Selly as my mate and server whatever bonds exist between us.”

"You love him, it doesn't matter, he doesn't love you, he rejected you so you need to do the pack the same courtesy by rejecting him so he can take a true Luna in your stead." He walked around the table before he reached the couch then sat down before he turned to face me, he looked defeated, not the usual strong Alpha I had come to know, but something was definitely off with him I just didn't know what. "I can't, please, I'm not ready." I felt the tears start to fall, no matter how hard I tried to fight it I couldn't stop them from falling when Alpha Hunter sighed deeply. He then sat up straight, his expression becoming blank before he spoke with authority.

Knox stood before Ariana with narrowed eyes, he could feel the spark and the nerving jumps of his wolf in his head but then he was determined. "Ariana Carl, I reject you as my mate!" He muttered in a calm voice, he could feel his wolf breaking and tearing up in his head but he cared less.

Jax looks up surprised at the out burst of someone and others joining in. Seems like I’m not the only one to dislike her. The elderly guy who askes about me being his mate speaks up again. “We just need to realise that this means, there’s another war at hand. That stuck up pack of lazy suckers doesn’t take rejection well.” His distaste for the pack is clear, but his warning, too.