Rejecting My Alpha’s Regret Novels & Stories

I missed you too. “Don’t do this,” I whispered, a déjà vu of what I told him then. The same three words that came from the heart, a simple plea, for him instead of me. The deeper shade was pushed back, and an enraged Alpha glared at me. He slammed me back to the wall and demanded, “Say it! Say you accept!” I’m sorry, Alpha. I’ve failed you once more. In between sobs, I spoke the words he wanted to hear. “I, Gamma A-Anna Be-Bella Fiora…ac-accept your re-rejection…Alpha F-Flynn As-tra.”

he replied. “I don’t think I can do that, I’m sorry. I know that fate has made you my mate for some reason that I will never understand, and I wish I could trust you. I do. But I can’t do that. You need to understand, I don’t know you, and no offence but with what I know of Alphas, well, I know that Alphas aren’t good. My experience has shown me that Alphas are dangerous, and they are bad news. If this is too much for you and you want to reject me, then I will understand. I am more trouble than I am worth for you. And you should honestly just go ahead and cut your losses and be done with it. It would be easier for everybody if you did,” I whispered, feeling my heartbreak and tears forming in

"Alex called me to say good stock today. She is charming, but the important thing is that she is a virgin; some men are still interested in this, which will surely excite the older adults there. Observe their expressions; if they feel good, raise the price high. If you do well, Alpha Lorne will reward you greatly." My heart tightened; it turned out that everything was behind Alpha Lorne. It turned out that my decision from the beginning was a mistake; my life was just a series of errors, one after another. I laughed, but tears flowed; in my head flashed a foolish thought but like the way out of my suffering. If I fall into the hands of some pervert, I will kill him first and then bite my ton

There is no other way around it. His expression hardened, a line of seriousness forming between his brows as he gave me a look. For a short while, he was silent—simply observing me. But then, he spoke. And, he asked. “Getting rejected by an Alpha is a big humiliation,” He stated as a matter of fact. “I know,” Of course I do, but that humiliation can never be comparable to what I have already gone through. “But, what more humiliation is there for me to go through other than what I have endured?”

He shouted. Aloha Ryker gulped, as he said. “Calm down. I really am sorry..” He wasn't able to complete his words, before Alpha Brutus abruptly interrupted him. I could understand his frustration. He just wasn't finding it funny that his hard thought solution would be rejected by me. And if only Alpha Ryker had told him they already had some solutions, he wouldn't have ended up all rejected. As a proud Alpha, how could he be cool with being rejected.

He was depressed that she had regretted it, and even more depressed that she and Greg were entangled. It was all his fault. It was he who pushed her into the arms of that romantic lawyer. There was an indescribable regret that eroded his heart. Sitting in the office, Alpha clutched his aching heart, and his mind was filled with the words of his grandma when he left in the morning: "No one is perfect, and there is no pure gold. If you make mistakes, correct them. There is no such thing as good. If you regret the divorce, it’s still too late.”

"I don't know what happened between you two, and I won't pry. But I know the signs of a broken bond when I see them. And Wren... I'm worried about him. About both of you." Tears pricked my eyes. I blinked them back furiously. "He rejected me, Alpha. On my twenty-first birthday, when the bond manifested, he looked at me with horror and told me I was like a sister to him. That the bond meant nothing. So whatever's happening to him now, whatever pain he's in—he chose it." The words hung in the air between us. Marcus's expression shifted from curiosity to understanding to something that looked like grief. "Ah," he said softly. "I see."

she murmured to no one. A guard snorted. “Tell that to the Alpha. You’re just another rat in his trap.” --- Outside, Alexander stood on the crumbled balcony, fingers curled around the rail. “Who was that girl?” asked Beta Marcus. “Felix’s bastard,” Alexander said without turning. “Pretty. Dangerous. Want me to—?” “No.” His voice was low. “Let her rot.” --- In the cell, Melodie curled into herself. He had looked straight at her. And still… nothing.

I’ve seen that fire before, in the eyes of others who’ve been through hell and still found a way to keep going. “Then prove it,” I say, my voice firm but not unkind. “Show me you’re ready to give everything. Fight for us as fiercely as you fought for her.” He nods, his face set in determination. “I will. I swear it, Alpha.” As we resume our journey, the weight of his words lingers in my mind. The pain in his voice echoes in the silence, and a part of me understands it better than I’d like to admit. I think of Jenna, of how I rejected her without truly knowing her, of how I pushed her away because she wasn’t strong enough, experienced enough, or tough enough for my expectations. I chose to re

Cicy is grimacing inside of me - showing her own disgust. “Besides,” Jean cuts in again. “You know he’s the Alpha’s best friend. He can get away with anything. There’s no way he would be sanctioned.” “Jean, why don’t you just reject him?” I ask desperately. “I…I thought about that,” Jean admits. “But…you know what could happen.” Yes. Yes, I do. Rejecting a mate is not black and white. If one dares to do so then whoever initiated the rejection has to pay a large sum of money in damages. A very large sum.