Take My Rejection Back Novels & Stories

Chapter Thirteen The message read, "Cara, come back to me.——Caleb” Why would he send me this? This was the same Caleb who had rejected me without hesitation, who had made it clear that I meant nothing to him. And now, out of nowhere, he wanted me to come back? It didn’t make sense. What did he expect me to do? Drop everything and run to him after all this time? After everything that had happened? My mind raced, but another realization hit me hard—how did this note even get here? It had been inside the medicine Sophia brought me. My stomach twisted at the thought.

' 'We haven't rejected him yet, what does that even mean for him? 'That he is still bonded to us, can feel us even though we can no longer feel him. We can move on, once we accept the rejection, find someone else if we choose, but he's trapped in the bond until you utter those words out loud.' I stood up from the couch. parts of my body cracking as I twist around while stretching my body out. Standing with my head held high, well higher than usual, I opened my mouth to speak, my palms became sweaty as my stomach felt like it had knots in it.

he pronounced firmly. The finality in his voice shattered what little hope I had left in me. I could see Cynthia standing behind him, and her eyes were glinting with satisfaction. She had won, and I had lost everything. With a deep, shuddering breath, I forced myself to stand tall, despite the pain that was currently coursing through my body. “If that’s what you want, Reese, then yes, I accept the rejection,” I said. My voice was steady despite the tears streaming down my face. “But mark my words. You will definitely regret rejecting me. You will see the truth, and when you do, it will be too late.”

I implored, voice trembling. His eyes narrowed slightly, skepticism evident. "Proceed," he commanded curtly. I poured my heart out, emotions raw. "That presentation was our masterpiece – countless hours, sweat, and tears. Our team's dedication, passion, and creativity. Don't let my mistakes sabotage our collective effort, our dreams, and our futures." "Don't turn It down because of me.” Mr. Callaghan's piercing gaze intensified, scrutinizing my every word. "Why assume my rejection was personal?" I hesitated, shame and regret washing over me like a tidal wave. "My behavior was unacceptable, unprofessional," I admitted, voice laced with remorse. "I'm truly, deeply sorry for pushing you, for my

I stop laughing and look at him without understanding. "What do you mean?" He fidgets and looks away. "I took back my rejection and accepted you as my mate." I blink. He's not serious? Does he think he can just throw me away and take me back? Miller is mad with joy but I'm mad with rage. "It's too late." He looks at me with a tender expression. "It's never too late." I can't believe it. The arrogance of this guy! I see red and decide to make him pay.

He says in the most serious and assuring tone anyone has ever spoken to me with and instantly, I trust that he will. “Thank you.” I take a sip of my orange juice and let out a gentle exhale. I really hope his avoidance is truly a case of him needing more time to come to terms with my being alive because I’m not sure if I would be able to bear it if I get rejected again. Two rejections from two different men within one week? I’m starting to think I’m the one who is cursed.

The weight of the girl's rejection as his Mate pressed down upon him, a bitter pill to swallow. "I reject you as my Mate," she declared, her words piercing the silence. Adam's gaze dropped to his feet, a mix of sadness and resignation etched upon his face. The pain of the rejection seared through his heart, but he knew that accepting it was the only path forward. His voice steady, Adam replied, "I accept the rejection." It was a solemn affirmation, an acknowledgment of the love that would forever remain unfulfilled. The girl's smile, though tinged with a touch of sadness, spoke volumes of her gratitude for his understanding.

I say stepping closer to her, holding her gaze and she doesn’t move back. “But all of that doesn’t happen until you accept your mate, before that it’s just pure raw emotions between the two of you, not manipulated by anything that could leads you into falling in love and actually accepting each other” I say as I reach out and take her hand in mine, I feel the tingles when we touch and I see the Goosebumps spreading on her skin, I do have an effect on her, there is still hope. “But rejections do happen, right?” she says as she slowly pulls her hands away from mine and my heart breaks a little.

What am I supposed to do I’d he was my mate and will not let me go. He already rejected me and now, he work need to accept me back so that we can get married. I heard the sound of footsteps behind me and I turned around to see him standing there. “I am not doing this because I have suddenly has a change if heart but I take back my rejection and that is because we have to honour our parents' dying wish do never think that I would ever love you. You know quite well where my heart lies and it always will.” Yes, he has made that clear all along. I could not even complain about the betrayal by the two of them. I just want everything to be alright.

The rejection hit her harder than it would someone seasoned in the bond and her wolf probably screamed in confusion inside her head right now. I dropped to my knees beside the mattress, took her limp hand and pressed it to my lips. Tears burned behind my eyes and I didn’t fight them this time. “I take it back,” I whispered, rough and desperate. “I take back the rejection Isabella. I don’t reject you. I can’t. Please come back to me.” Mia stood in the doorway, arms wrapped around herself with guilt written plain across her face. She opened her mouth like she wanted to say something but closed it again and just watched.