The Alpha Rejected Mate Novels & Stories

He swallowed hard and choked out the words, "Dominic Donahue." The Alpha hummed as he let go of Dominic and stepped back. He let his eyes trail over Dominic's body before his eyes raked over his tear-stained face, then landed on his eyes as the tears fell from them. "I, Alpha Dimitri Vlachos of Vlachos pack, reject you, Delta Dominic Donahue as my mate." The Alpha said and Dominic clutched his chest as he fell to his knees. Dominic had always heard how painful a rejection was. But no matter what you hear, you never expect it to hurt as bad as it did…

I bowed slightly,accepting my fate. "I, Alpha Trent; reject you, Eva Zeigler as my mate…" My heart shattered and squeezed in immense agony. I endured the pain and replied. “I accept your rejection, Alpha Trent "

"Alpha, women—especially Alpha women—are a never-ending book. Just when you think you've figured them out, they flip the script and you're back at chapter one." I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. "You're not exactly helping, Daniel." He smirked. "I'm not sure I can. Trust me, I tried to figure out my mate once, and that ended with her rejecting me for an older, richer Alpha. Apparently, 'reliable' doesn't have the same appeal as 'loaded and seasoned.'" That caught my attention, and I tilted my head. "She rejected you? What happened?"

“Your rejection doesn’t mean anything, Tamara. I won’t accept it.” My eyes widened even more, my breath hitching. He wouldn’t accept it? That... that made the rejection void. No. No, this wasn’t happening. How could this be real? I felt trapped, my mind spinning with fear and confusion. This was Alpha Dante, the man who slaughtered without hesitation. And now I was his mate? I shook my head against his hand, trying to protest, but his grip tightened slightly, enough to make me freeze. His voice dropped even lower, dangerous but with an edge of amusement. “The only way I’ll accept your rejection... is after we’re married. For a year.”

Stella replied, bowing slightly. “What would you like as a reward?” Alex asked, his voice carrying across the room. Before Stella could respond, another elder spoke up, his voice loud and deliberate. “What if Stella were made the mate of our Alpha King? After all, he has not named anyone since the last incident.” The room fell silent for a moment before erupting into murmurs of agreement. “Yes, yes,” several voices said. Alex raised a hand, and the room fell quiet. “I think the decision of who becomes my mate is mine alone to make,” Alex said, his tone cold and final.

“Reject me if you don’t want me, I don’t care.” The voice in my head is screaming at me to take it back, but I refuse. If he chooses to be an asshole then I can be equally rude. He is quiet for a long beat of silence, and I almost think he isn’t going to say it. I turn on my heels, ready to get out of here and go back to my pack but his voice stops me. “I, Alpha Zade of the Darkmoon pack, reject you as my mate.” Everything goes silent for the longest second in my life. I can’t believe that he actually did that. I want to scream but my voice refuses to work.

The most weird thing about it all was the fact that I couldn't get her scent, it was almost as if she didn't have a wolf. "What's your name?" I asked, she looked at Dylan then back me. She replied, "My name is Vanessa, Alpha." Her name didn't ring a bell one bit and I could already guess that she's from a low rank family. "Are you a normal werewolf or an Omega?" I asked. She started quiet, not answering my question on time. "Did the car suddenly bite your tongue or is there any other better reason as to why you can't speak up?" "I'm from a low rank werewolf house, Alpha," she replied almost immediately.

"If you marked each other, you would be able to feel what he was doing." "Zyra!" I blushed at Zyra's words, I knew what the mating mark meant and even though Ethan and I were each other's Fated Mate's I didn't feel ready. Besides, since the last time I rejected him at a crucial moment and accidentally left the necklace in the room without bringing it with me, I sort of felt that he must have given up on the relationship between us. After all, what Alpha would be interested in a woman who repeatedly rejected him?

“Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to discipline them thoroughly.” The boy’s face turns pale and I feel a hint of unease. “Don’t be too hard on them.” “How could I not?” Loyd frowns. “They insulted you. Am I supposed to tolerate that?” Isn’t he being too forward? Apparently, Austin’s juveniles think the same because of them growls. “That’s our Alpha’s mate! Watch it!” “Lou!” Austin snarls. Lou shuts up, but Austin isn’t done, “I’ve already rejected her and you know it. Stop this shit now! She’s not my mate!”

His stance was casual, but there was nothing relaxed about the way his muscles coiled beneath his clothes, like a predator poised to strike. Recognition settled in my gut like ice. Darius Nightshade. The Alpha of the Nightshade Pack. My rival. The bastard was smiling. "I have to say," he mused, tilting his head, "it's not everyday an Alpha gets rejected by his mate in front of an audience. Must be humbling." The growl that rumbled from my chest was low, dangerous. Darius chuckled. "Careful," he warned mockingly. "You wouldn't want your little mate seeing you lose control."