Romans & histoires Rejection And Betrayal Novel Kairi

Kaia POV My own mate rejected me on our wedding night. As soon as I signed the marriage certificate and prepared to consummate our new life together...he rejected me. “I, Than Sable, Alpha of the Amber Desert Pack, reject you Kaia Glace as my Luna.” I remember his cruel cutting words as if they were only yesterday. But they weren’t, his rejection of our mate bond was two years ago. The words still resound in my ears even after all this time.

It happens every year but each year feels different. Cold hands clasped around my warm arm and I was forced to turn around. I planned on confronting the person but the words dried in my throat when I saw the look on his face. Something was definitely wrong. " I, Alpha Kace Thayer of Bloodclaw pack, reject you , Eliora Thayer as my mate and Luna of the Bloodclaw pack." I gasped as I stared at him. He just rejected me! “What do you mean? What's happening? We can talk this out Kace!” I said trying to hold his hand but he slapped my hands to you. I held my stomach tight as I felt the pain spreading through my body. It was getting worse by the second.

She stayed away from me. “Who betrayed us? Did you find who tried to kill me?” I ask remembering her mention of a pack member betrayal. She nodded, “It was Tanya’s mother, Grace.” My eyes widened in shock. Aiden said Grace was kind and nice towards me and Barbara. “Grace,” Barbara exclaimed loudly. “I cannot believe she would do such a thing,” she whispered softly. “You would have believed if I said I did it,” Caroline said with a humor that did not reach her eyes.

Rovan said, his voice cutting across the courtyard, “Aira of the Lower Pack is rejected as my fated mate.” The words hit like a blow to the chest. Aira swayed, but she did not fall. Her fingers curled at her sides so tightly her nails cut into her palms. Around her, the pack erupted into gasps and whispers, but no one moved to help her. Rejection was humiliation, but worse than that, it was danger. A rejected female was no longer protected. A rejected mate carrying pack blood was a problem the council would never allow to grow quietly. Aira’s hand lifted to her stomach before she could stop herself.

Cora collapsed, her eyes rolling in their sockets. Mark’s anxious yells immediately replaced the sudden hushed silence. “You! Kiara! How dare you manipulate and betray me? You bitch!” Kiara smirked. Folding her hands, her heart raced with relief. She gave Mark a condescending look and replied, “You’re just too dumb and slow. Did you really think I would side with a monster?” The guy was crazy indeed. Kiara might have been hurt or betrayed, but she would never have the heart to harm another human, even if they were her enemies.

"The journal… it wasn't… I can explain—" "Explain what?" My voice was a ghost of itself, all emotion scoured away by the finality of his betrayal. "That you find my company exhausting? That my love is a storm you need respite from? You wrote it down, Kairi. You don't get to explain it away." The Color-Eater was close now. I could feel its influence, a psychic suction pulling at the edges of my consciousness, trying to drain the searing pain, the rage, the heartbreak—to turn it all into bland, grey nothing. Part of me wanted to let it.

I was rejected! I had to kill to survive, it doesn't matter who. I turned out to be a merciless leader that steps on the cruel and crush them with my feet. I am going to destroy all of the packs with the rogues, and then Derrick is all mines. He caused my greatest pain. He looked down on me even when he knew we were meant to be, because he couldn't suffer the humiliation of mating with an omega. He turned his back on me when I felt I had found hope again. He sent me away and into the wild. When the war is over with

Something that made my broken heart stutter. “You’re not weak,” he said. “You survived my rejection. You survived six months alone. Pregnant. Hunted.” His hand came up to my face. I flinched. He stopped, then continued, slower. His thumb wiped a tear I didn’t know I’d shed. “That’s not weakness, Aria. That’s war.” The baby kicked, hard, like it agreed. Kieran felt it. His eyes widened. His hand went to my stomach again, and this time, he didn’t let go.

Georgia felt a pain coursing through her body. Georgia gasped as she felt the rejection, like a thousand knives stabbing her all at once. She fell to her knees, clutching her chest as the pain intensified. She felt her heart breaking, her soul shattering. She had never felt such agony, such despair. She looked up at Jared, pleading with him, but he looked away. The people in the room were stunned, some whispering among themselves, others shaking their heads in pity. Georgia felt like a broken doll, discarded and forgotten. The one person whom she had hoped would understand her, who would love her, had rejected her.

My body feels heavy, weighted down by the truth of everything he's saying. "June deserves better," Dorian continues. "Lia deserves better. Hell, even you deserve better than this, this slow, pathetic spiral you've been drowning in since the day Lia said no." "She rejected me," I hear myself say. The words come out small. Defensive. Nothing like an Alpha. "She said no to a claim she didn't want. That's not rejection, Kai. That's autonomy." He stands, shaking his head.