Rejection Roadtrip Novels & Stories

Kaan's voice was soft, coaxing. Perhaps I shouldn't be afraid to tell him. Perhaps I should just tell him the truth about that night and about Kylar. Part of me wanted him to know. Fine, a rather large part of me wanted him to know. I sucked in a sharp breath. “I did find my—” “Alpha Kaan!” Caspian called out, speeding up his horse to line up with us. “Adler and Roan reported some obstacles on the road. It looks like a trap built by the resistance. We might need to change our route.”

Nick The drive home was a blur of taillights and street signs, the monotony of the road offering little distraction from the turmoil raging inside me. Jane's rejection echoed in my mind like a relentless drumbeat, each word a painful reminder of my own shortcomings. I felt a knot of frustration tightening in my chest, anger simmering just beneath the surface as I wrestled with the constant desire to prove myself in the world of Alpha families.

Troy was older than him and he’d hated the fact that Troy’s name was on every record at Alpha Camp and nobody had been able to break them, not even him. He stood on the first step and watched the three black SUV’s driving slowly up the street and circle the fountain. The vehicles stopped and Bryan held his breath. He hadn’t seen Reese in more than two years and he had to stop himself from grinning when the doors opened.

He was unpredictable. "Follow the alpha's car. We are heading the same way." He nodded and started the car's engine. All through the drive, I could not stop my feet from tapping against the floorboards of the car. The air-conditioner only made me tense, so I pleaded for the driver to put it off and have the windows down. I could not wait. Every second we spent on the road had me gasping for air. Finally, the alpha's car drove past a rusted iron gate, into what could have been called a warehouse if it wasn't abandoned like what? Ten to twenty years ago?

The idea of taking a break from everything was both ridiculous and desperately needed. The pack had been through hell, and for the first time in weeks, there was no immediate crisis to solve. So, when Sophie suggested a road trip, I had laughed—until I saw the way Jake looked at me, like he knew I needed this more than anyone. And maybe I did. That’s how I found myself crammed in an SUV with Jake, Althea, Sophie, Fatima, and Jake speeding down an open road. The wind blew through my hair as I rolled down the window, feeling something I hadn’t in a long time—freedom.

Emma smiled warmly at him. “The doctor just texted me. He’s through and they’re right behind us. They all just rejected the pack so we’re gonna have to really get moving toward home to make sure we’re not followed. Everybody brace themselves, okay?” Jasper said from the drivers seat and we all nodded. Without another word, he put the car in drive and floored it. The trees, houses and buildings were all a complete blur as we were careening past them. I have to admit, it gave me butterflies but for whatever reason I really trusted Jasper’s ability to get us to silver moon safely. I was nervous and also elated to be farther away from River bed than I’d been in 12 years now.

He says as he tipped the contents of the drawer onto his desk. “That one,” Nathan says, pointing to one letter. Cooper rips it open and starts reading it. “What the hell?” He says as he reads it. “You have to be kidding.” He then says as he reads on. “No freaking way.” He says as he places the letter down. I explained to Cooper that after my first rejection, how my and my friends had been traveling around. Trying to find a mate that I could tolerate, as well as one that would put up with me.

I burst out the double doors into the pouring rain, the cold water soaking my dress instantly. I scrambled into my car, hands shaking so hard I dropped the keys twice. As the engine roared to life, my phone lit up with a new notification. A live stream from Chloe. “The trash took itself out. #Rejected.” I slammed my foot on the gas, tires screeching as I sped away from the territory. I didn't know where I was going. I just knew I had to drive until the pain in my chest stopped, or until I crashed. I didn't expect the latter to happen first.

She told him, "I haven't had my bath, and I don't want to soil your car." "I don't mind carrying you. My car was created for pretty, hot, chubby ladies like you," Shadrack flirted, and Helen's cheeks flushed. "Fine, just drop me off. But if you dare to kidnap me, my family will come after you," Helen walked up to the black Range Rover Sport and snapped photos of the license plate. She forwarded it to her brother, Patrick, and wrote: If I get missing, track this car. He offered me a ride to Avalon's University, and he's Senator Jerry's first son, Shadrack Edward.

CHAPTER 96 — The Woman Who Rejected Him POV: Tyrone Connor Rejection did not arrive loudly. It came quietly like rot spreading beneath polished wood. Tyrone had learned that the hard way. He sat in the back seat of his car as it moved through traffic, the city lights streaking past the tinted windows. The driver spoke once, asking if he wanted to stop by the office first. Tyrone didn’t answer. His thoughts were already elsewhere years behind him, stuck in a single moment he had replayed more times than he cared to admit.