The Rejected Goddess Novels & Stories

“Are you serious? Is this real? Like, is this what the pack is built on? Lies? Deceit?" “Yes, and probably more than that. " As I told you earlier, when Thane rejected you, it wasn't just his decision," she paused for a short second, as she looked deeply into my eyes to see if I was following her story. “It wasn't just his decision rather, it was the collective decision of the pack. It was the dark forces that were the mastermind behind it all." Slowly, the whole thing began to make sense to me. “So, was my rejection actually tied to this covenant? Was it linked to this creature?”

Up close, she looks so ethereal like a princess- a melancholic princess and when she looks at me, with hope and disbelief in her eyes, I get the urge to go to her and hold her close to me. “Our mate. Mine!” My wolf, Zack growls and I know everyone can feel the atmosphere because he comes so close to the surface it’s a miracle I don’t fully shift right here and now. I am never going to accept her as my mate. She will never be my Luna, the girl who came into my life, destroyed and stole everything away from me. “I reject you as my mate and my Luna! You will never be my mate, do you understand?” I bellow so angry because the moon goddess seems to be fucking with me.

Gunner. "Zelena is the newborn Triple Goddess”. There were multiple gasps and muffed swears, and then a deafening silence. None of them would dare challenge my word now, but it would still be difficult for them to believe. “You are sure?” Rex asked. “With the confession from the hunter, and the few of us that have witnessed her powers in use, plus Artemis has confirmed it, the fact can no longer be denied. The Triple Goddess has been born again, and she is of the Tri-Moon pack” my father spoke strongly, with not a hint of doubt in his voice. They all looked around at each other and then back to my father. Their expressions quickly turned from disbelief to shock, to fear, to excitement, and t

I said. “Too weak to be rejected?” He snorted. “Aren’t omegas funny? If she is too weak to even go through a rejection, how could the goddess even believe she would be good enough for my son?” He made a tsk sound. “It is best for him to reject her now and mark you.” I choked in saliva. “Umm, I am – I am still young so we have time…”

Soulless - werewolves who have turned rogue with no humanity left, giving in to their beastly urges. Rejection - an act in which your soulmate rejects the mate bond, causing immense pain to the rejected. Moon Goddess - the deity that created the werewolf race whom her creation worship Omega - The lowest ranked wolf in the pack sometimes treated as nothing more than a slave or an object

How was Pamala ever going to survive a rejection. "Go ahead and just live your lives! I don't want to be a part of this world anymore. It is too cruel Ma! He didn't even think twice before tossing me aside like a piece of rag. People look at me as if I disgust them! I am fat, ugly and wretched. I have no place in this world and I've decided to give it all up, can't you see Mama. Even the moon goddess deem us cursed. We are cursed!" She yelled, every word harsher than the next. Her father Luke, flinched. The words had hurt a great deal, she saw it from the expression on their faces, but she didn't care. No matter how they tried to hope or sugarcoat it. It'll always remain the truth, they were

I asked, my voice trembling with emotion. Derick looked at me with a cold expression. "It's simple, Sophia. You are a rejected mate who has been banished from your pack. You have no status, no power, and no place in the werewolf community. I cannot have someone like you working in a position of authority in my company." I felt a lump in my throat as I listened to his words. He was right, of course. As a rejected mate, I had no place in the werewolf community. But that didn't mean I deserved to be treated like this.

“But at least it’ll be my regret.” The Moon Goddess stepped closer, resting her glowing hand on my head. “Rise, daughter,” she said softly. “The bond may break, but your purpose does not. The pain will fade. The power within you will not.” Her light enveloped me, soothing the burning in my chest until only a faint ache remained. When I looked up again, Elliot was gone, only his fading scent lingered, sharp and hollow. The Goddess smiled faintly, her gaze both sorrowful and proud. “The first breath after a rejection is always the hardest. But it is also the truest.”

Yet here he was, meeting my rejection with refusal. I’d heard stories about the Moon Goddess cursing those who reject their mates—but I’d never imagined she’d punish me, the king. Yet here I was, beginning to see her wrath, and now a cracks has begun to spread, a thin and sharp crack, as if my very soul was splitting open. A reminder from the Moon Goddess herself that rejecting my mate wasn’t something I could just walk away from, and in less than two weeks, I wouldn't be able to move. I clenched my fists, feeling the ache deep in my bones. Why did I even reject him in the first place? What drove me to push him away, to think I could simply go on without him?

She stands before me, luminous and terrible, her hair flowing like liquid night, her eyes twin full moons burning straight through my soul. I drop to one knee instinctively. “You have come heavy with fear,” she says calmly. “You’re letting her die,” I snarl, lifting my head. “You’re letting Raine fade.” Her gaze sharpens. “I am not the one who broke the balance.” “She’s innocent.” “So was the bond you rejected,” the goddess replies. “So was the girl you cast aside because her blood did not match your ideals.” I clench my fists. “I never hated V for what she is.”