Sacred Reject Novels & Stories

He didn't know what he'd do if Laura woke up with one deformity or the other as a result of the tranquilizer. "No boss, there wouldn't be any,'' Killian said. "Back up is here,'' Jack announced. "Oh good, let's go,'' Drew said. "We have another problem,'' he said. "Let's hear it.'' Drew sighed. "We can't fight here. This building is a holy ground, a temple for the elders who commune with the moon goddess. Fighting here would be a disrespect to her and the whole elders.'' Jack said. "He's the right boss. I think we should take this fight elsewhere.'' Killian said.

"What?" He sighed again, putting a finger under my chin and looking closer at my neck. He was looking at the scars, I just knew it. I shrunk away from him and shoved his hand away, my eyes wide as my chest tightened. "All the pain and suffering you endured, you didn't deserve any of it. You are extremely special and your mate should have treasured you. His decision to reject you was a reflection of him, not you. I hope you understand that." I was crying before I could even process his words. "He only rejected me because I was an omega. If my parents were still alive, I would have been an alpha," I gritted out, my voice cracking with emotion.

Holding on and tight to the right and sane mind that he had and forever will have as the original holder of God Sagittarius in this world and book. “No matter how desperate I am to break free from this chain. I’ll rather do the everything alone than to sunk into the darkness of taking that stupid deal from you.” The rejection, Aaron’s words and his pride that doesn’t sits well to Beatrice nor she is amuse from hearing those and coming out from him. Slowly her smile is fading, exchanging for a bitter one that is threatening and at the same time is screaming for death. “Really?” Her first response to Aaron’s pride. “Are you up with those words and still after I’ll tell you a bit that will inte

"I-I think you should go." "Who is he? Who is this guy? Why can't you see that he's toxic? You're a good person. You deserve someone good in return." "Noah, you should go." "You have to reject him." Annoyed, I spill, "I can't reject him, okay? I can't reject him." "Why not? You're only holding yourself back." "Because he's an Alpha, Noah. I can't reject an Alpha." Noah's face shifts to something blank. "What?"

He sighs, I don’t understand the big deal, probably because I wasn’t taught about how sacred this must be. I flash him a small smile, “it’s okay, I don’t understand the significance of what that means. Thanks for helping me though.” He smirks at me “thank the Goddess I was worried, but you might kill me after I tell you the side effects of doing that after your rejection.” My confused stormy eyes meet with his pleading deep ocean eyes as we silently hold a conversation with tender glances, until he blows out a breath.

In an instant, dad springs up from his seat, positioning himself right by my side, prepared to step in if necessary. “I Mason Lee Roseman Alpha of the Wild Rose Pack, reject you, Skyler Marie Rebello as my mate and future Luna.” Tears streaming down my face, I can't help but cry out in agony, feeling the pain consume me. My gaze fixates on Mason for a brief moment before I gather the strength to speak. “I, Skyler Marie Rebello, acknowledge and accept your rejection.” As I turn around to face my parents, the whole packs words pierce through the air, echoing in my ears. “The Wild Rose Pack hereby rejects you, Omega Skyler Marie Rebello, from our pack.”

That was why omegas were often rejected when it turned out their mate was either a warrior or a ranked wolf. The sole rejection also wouldn't have been that terrifying if it hadn't been for the agony that the snapping bond triggered. It was said that nearly no mortal body could survive that pain. Only the wolf spirits were powerful enough to shield their owners from the rejection's consequences, but for those without wolf spirits—or shadow wolves like me—rejection was a death sentence. “Don't worry, little sister.” Ellaria pulled me out of bewilderment. “Once he feels the power of the mate bond, he'll know that he cannot reject you.”

My voice breaks as I glare at him in the darkness. Did he think I was seducing him? For hell’s sake, I don’t even want him to touch me! Not anymore after he broke my heart and embarrassed me in front of others in the Pack. "Let go of me." My voice is clear and firm as I give him the order. "It disgusts me just to be held by you," I say as I push him away. I want to see his reaction, but unfortunately, the lights are still off. He should not have expected me to cling onto him and the relationship we had in the past after he rejected me as his mate.

The witch nodded, her expression carrying the weight of understanding the pain that fueled my decision. The witch instructed me to undress, and as she began chanting spells and applying black oil to my naked body, a sense of vulnerability and anticipation filled the air, causing me to shiver as I felt the cold oil against my skin. However, the ritual took an unexpected turn, and the witch halted, her expression turning grave. "There's a slight problem," she declared, causing me to demand an explanation. "What is it?" I pressed, anxiety creeping into my voice. "The mate bond won't break," the witch explained solemnly. "The only way is if the madness drives Leonidas to accept your rejection. B

Trisha shutters and try hard to complete her sentence. "Why are you telling me all this?'" Jonathan asked but this time his voice became cold. "Can you plesae help be with my heat?" Trisha asks him suddenly which make both of the froze in their place. "No." "Jonathan ple.." "I told you omega, I don't want to touch you. Just because I don't act harsh towards you it doesn't mean everything is fine between us." Trisha nodded her head in understanding as she wiped her tears. her Alpha reject her. He rejected her during her heat.