Skys Rejection Novels & Stories

“I…” Killian raised a hand to silence him, his smile sharpening. “Do you know how that felt? Watching something I had built trust around simply slip into another person’s hands?” “I had no choice,” Mr. Sky finally said, his voice tinged with regret. “The money offered was tempting, more than tempting, actually. It was exactly what I needed at that time. I was struggling with my other businesses, and I thought if I let Blue Skies go, I could use the funds to revive them. "I’m sorry if that hurt you, Killian, but you must understand that I really needed that money.”

It is only because of my excellent skills as a waitress that I don’t drop the plates in my hands, but instead set them on the table and slowly walk toward the hostess stand in the front of the restaurant. I have to squat down to grab four menus, and I take the opportunity to inhale and exhale a few calm, cleansing breaths I’m hoping will somehow prevent the emotional tornado I can feel building inside me. I don’t know what to say to him. I haven’t even worked through the pain of his rejection yet. I wasn’t supposed to have to see him only twelve hours after it happened! Do I ask him why, or do I feign ignorance and pretend he’s a stranger?

Sky retorted and I just picked up my phone to read out the message for her… |"Dear Miss Kristen Stewart, we are sorry to inform you that we will no longer be requiring your service, as our staff whose spot you had taken will no longer be travelling and has resumed working again. Sorry for the inconvenience and good luck with your future endeavours. Denmark Holdings."| "Oh Lord, fuck them for real, why waste your time if they had a jerk for a worker, seriously that is very stupid, we should sue them for time wastage," Sky babbled on and I just leaned back on the car seat quietly rubbing my lower stomach,

“Skye—please.” But I had already made up my mind. “I, Skye Crescent Moon, daughter of the Lycan King,” I said, my voice shaking but firm, “hereby reject you, Damian Wolfe, Alpha of the Silverclaw Pack, as my mate.” “No—” he whispered, stepping forward until his fingers wrapped around the bars again. “Skye, don’t—please. Don’t do this.” My heart cracked as I watched the pain spread across his face like a storm breaking over open water.

Payne's eyes met hers, reflecting a mixture of confusion, sadness, and perhaps a glimmer of hope. "You always rejected him in every possible way, thinking of him as a burden," Sky continued, her words laced with understanding. "But the truth is, he is you. He is not just anyone, Payne. He is a part of your identity, your experiences, and everything that has shaped you."

And then, with a voice that cut sharper than claws, he spoke. "I reject you." The words were ice, his tone was merciless. Amanda’s world tilted. She didn't fully understand what was happening or what Skylar meant, but she knew it was bad. "No—", her voice cracked with emotion, raw and broken, but Skylar didn’t falter. "I reject you as my mate", his chest heaved, but his eyes did not waver. He looked at her, through her, as though the connection that had just ripped their souls open was something to despise.

Tyler let out a sigh as he grabbed another hanging sandbag and positioned it in front of me while taking the other rope from where the previous one was hanging. "Why the fuck did you accept the rejection then?" "I was afraid Ice would suffer like what happened to Sky." He didn’t say anything, as Sky was his mother’s wolf. His mother tried to reject her fated mate, and it put her wolf in jeopardy because the rejection hung in the air for many days, and her wolf took all the agony of it. "Who would have thought we needed the claiming to claim a mate? We thought our fated mate will be given and it’s all going to be fucking roses and rainbows."

I can see the fear in her eyes as I stand before her. “I, Alpha Dean Smith, reject you, Tamara Brown, you pathetic little orphan, as my mate and Luna,” I say. I have plans for this pack, and I first want to eliminate all the pathetic wolves in my pack. I can not believe that the Moon Goddess played such a trick on me by giving me the most pathetic she-wolf in his pack as my mate. “I, Tamara Brown, accept your rejection, Alpha Dean Smith. I may be a pathetic orphan in your eyes, but my parents gave their lives for your pack,” Tamara says. I am furious! How dare she not beg me to make her stay?

He opened his mouth, but I didn’t let him speak. “This was all fun, Jack. A good game. But now it’s messy. It’s ugly. And I think you should leave.” “No, Sky, please,” he said, his voice low, and filled with desperation and regret. “Don’t do this. Don’t push me away.”

I asked Derick how he got in here, and he pointed to my window, which left me confused. I told him to listen to me because I don't know why he's doing this, but if he thinks he can flirt with me and make me fall in love with him, then he must be joking. I can never date someone like him. Derick smiled and told me to wake up from my dream because he has no feelings for me. "No Alpha will date someone who has been rejected before," he said. He also mentioned that he was here because he wanted to know if I was alright concerning my parents' death and if the Black Bird Wolves pack had contacted me to release their corpses.