Rejecting A Wolf Novels & Stories

His mean words are like a stab to my heart, and all I can do is cry. “What can a she-wolf as weak as you offer me and my pack members?” he smirks. “With you as my Luna, my world will collapse. You will ruin my legacy and turn me into some sick joke. I’ll never let that happen. So you should accept the rejection, and we both go away like this disgusting meeting never happened.” I wish and pray the earth would open up and take me in. His words crush my heart, and it bleeds. And I am trying to decide, even if I want to do what he asks. How do I accept his rejection when I don’t have a wolf?

Alpha Mike was so furious he threw his phone: “Anna, I don’t agree to the rejection.” Negotiations failed, and I felt extremely down. I curled up in a corner of the couch and grabbed my phone, asking for help on several forums: I want to reject a werewolf who doesn’t respect the mate bond, but he won’t agree, please help. Before long, the replies started flooding in. Although some of the comments were off topic, there were a few really constructive suggestions.

“ And here I thought you were going to give me a chance.” His wolf clawed at his guts. “ Don’t do that, sweetheart. If you try to reject what I am to you, you will only endanger yourself more my wolf will not accept it. Your rejection is pissing my wolf and me off, believe me, you don’t want to see me pissed off.”

I had learned a long time ago that breathing was the one thing you could always control, so when everything else was leaving you, you held onto that. The formal rejection required a response. Wolf law is older than this pack, older than this ceremony. The rejecting wolf spoke the words. The other wolf answered. Without both sides the break stayed incomplete, and an incomplete break was worse than a clean one. I knew the words. I had never imagined I would have to say them.

Dad only stated, clearly confused too. Angela was seated far from me, a forlorn look in her eyes. Suddenly I felt guilty. I didn't know why all this was happening either. If I'd rejected my mate, my wolf was supposed to reject her too. After all,, I was an Alpha. Yolanda finally came and said the same thing she said earlier. “ Like I said, his wolf is not accepting the rejection” “ Such nonsense; the alpha wolf has a strong endurance for rejection, so why is yours not doing so?” the delta stated once more. I would have shut him up but I didn't want to annoy Angela further.

"If you reject me, I will be a rogue wolf. Don't you at least care about me? Do you really want the pack to banish me forever?” There were a lot of things accepted in our pack but a rogue wolf wasn't one. A rejection like mine, especially from the Alpha's son would be made public and I would be banished from the pack. That was the fate of every rejected wolf. That would be my fate if Brad pronounced his rejection completely.

Dr. Miller said that it was normal for wolves to block their humans for a while after a rejection, because they need time on their own to heal and process. Unfortunately, I knew that in our situation, there was more to it than that. Luke had begged me not to accept Lily’s rejection, and in a fit of rage, I had blocked him out and done it anyway.

All returned wolves will be sent back to the breeding center. "Is it for their retraining?" "To euthanize them. A wolf that doesn't obey cannot be allowed to live." My fingertips paused for a second as I typed. The warehouse was filled with custom food and supplies I'd ordered for Liam. Without him, I'd have to throw it all away. Just then, Liam's glistening eyes suddenly came to mind. He had stunning eyes, and his voice was captivating too… Perhaps I could give him one more chance. Before I could type the words "no need", the wolf care forum I'd joined pushed a new post to me.

It does not help that the rejection must also be accepted by the rejected. Over the years I have seen many wolves waking up on their eighteenth birthdays, dashing from a bedroom in excitement and around pack territory because of that one delectable and irresistible scent that hits them like a freight train. They move so fast; no amount of time is quick enough for them to clash and embrace each other. But that is not to say I have not witnessed a rejection or two. That shit is heart-breaking to watch, it is impossible to imagine what the rejected wolf feels.

Murmurs rippled through the crowd, like waves crashing into me from every direction. Jackson scoffed, shaking his head. "No. No, I refuse. I need a mate who’s strong—someone who can stand beside me when war comes. Not... not this. Even my wolf is rejecting her. A weak mate is worse than no mate at all." His golden eyes burned with disgust as he took a step back, his voice sharp and cutting. “I refuse. I need a mate who’s strong, not…” He paused, his lip curling. “Not you.”