The Alpha Who Rejected Me Novels & Stories

Others seemed almost disappointed that their Alpha had been saddled with such an unworthy mate. "The rejection ritual requires the rejected mate to accept the severing," Elder Mara explained, her voice carrying to every corner of the hall. "Only then can the bond be fully broken." I stared at Kael, searching his face for any sign of the man who had saved me from Tessa's cruelty just days ago. But that man was gone, replaced by this cold stranger who looked at me like I was something disgusting he'd found on the bottom of his boot. "You will accept my rejection," he said. It wasn't a question.

I pleaded, clasping my hand over my head as I lay on the floor like a thief begging for mercy. Unfortunately, Alpha Lucas ignored my plea. He didn't only beat me up, trying to get me to confess to a crime I didn't commit, but he also did the worst by rejecting me. He rejected a bond from the moongoddess. Nobody ever rejected their mates. I was the first reject. That day, I became the rejected fool, as if being wolfless wasn't enough.

Ronan went very still. “You’ll forget him,” he said hoarsely. “No,” the Guardian corrected. “She will forget who she was because of him.” The words hollowed me out. Kael laughed weakly. “See?” he said. “Even now, the world won’t let you leave me without bleeding.” I looked at him then—really looked. At the Alpha who had rejected me publicly. At the man who had still claimed ownership in private. At the creature now standing as a doorway for something that would devour entire packs without hesitation.

“I was there. You stood an arm’s length away. You never touched me.” “Not in the hall.” “Then where?” “In the bond.” He closed his fist over the fading mark. “For one heartbeat, before I said the words. It gave us that much, and nothing after. I used it. I said what I could.” “I didn’t hear it.” “I know.” His voice was very quiet. “I have known that for seven years. The rejection tore it away before it reached you.” I thought of the road. The pine trunk under my palm. A voice thrown across a broken thread, rough and low and shaking.

“One small cut. That’s all the old line wants. And then it’s ours.” He listened again. His smile went thin. “No. He won’t interfere. He’ll want to. But if he steps into that ring, he loses Ironwood, and he knows it. He’s an Alpha. In the end, they always choose the pack.” He hung up. He put the phone face down on the desk. He stood very still in the middle of the warm green room, and he lifted his head, and he breathed in slowly through his nose. Then he turned and looked straight at the curtains. “Leah, sweetheart,” he said softly. “I know you’re in here. I can smell your shampoo.”

Wasn’t she sleepy yet? I shouldn’t have told her that Selina was my mate because this was exactly what would happen. She would never run out of questions. “I’m not judging her. She’s the one who keeps pushing me away. She even orders me to reject her. Tsss.” I muttered, unable to hide my annoyance. I’m this handsome future Alpha of a pack, and she just keeps rejecting me? Where does she even get the courage to do that?

"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?"

And then, I announced, “I, Viviana, the last descendent of the Miracle Pack, reject you, Alaric Windsor, The Alpha of The Blessed Moon Pack as my mate. I reject you.” I felt his heart shatter. I wonder if he felt mine! Miracle shushed and turned her back on me. It would take days to console her, to bring her back. Maybe even months this time. I hoped Alaric to yell at me, to capture me in his arms, to say something, to witness fury in his eyes. But there was none. It was pain, hurt, and a question. I wanted to go away. From him, from this mess.

"Why shouldn't I be okay with it? Why are you asking all these?" When Dallan looked at the floor, Kai took this opportunity to speak up. "Silhouette pack's wonderful alpha wants to reject his mate. Actually, he has forced Hazel, the Mer, into believing that they are not meant for each other. She has also agreed to reject him." Abe's frown got deeper. The fact that Dallan said nothing with his head bent low told the warlock all he needed to know. "Dallan, look at me. I have always warned you never to talk to a man and lose eye contact. Look up, now!"

We don’t need a mate like him. “I, Gianna Walter, reject you, Alpha Mason Turner as my mate and Alpha,” I say and expect pain to hit me like an avalanche but I feel nothing. Alpha Mason on the other hand looks like he's about to shit his pants. He's crouched down and groaning in pain. “What are you waiting for? Accept the rejection.” Alpha Rex thunders, his voice sounding deeper than earlier and I shiver involuntarily. “I-I accept your rejection.” Relief floods through me as I feel the pull that I had towards Alpha Mason fade away. Apart from the disappointment and hurt in my heart, I don’t feel the pain of rejection and my wolf seems calm too. That’s odd.