You Rejected A Silver Wolf Novels & Stories

When I spoke out, a wave of irritation and disgust washed over me. “I accept your rejection.” I said without battling an eye and surprise was visible on their faces. His face scrunched up into a frown. Then regret followed by remorse. "I, Rowena Lindsay, accept your rejection." I didn't want to show my pain as I feel the connection between our wolves fading. When it was finally over, I forced a smile. I was now an ordinary wolf. The moon goddess is once again using my life to play a twisted game, making me an object of ridicule. Nothing makes sense at all. Finding out I was pregnant when it's too late to save my relationship? Absolutely ridiculous.

My heart breaks as he plays upon all my insecurities. Cleo whimpers in my head at the admission. As he opens his mouth to speak, I know what's coming and I know his rejection will hurt my wolf more than it will me. He puts his foot on my lower back and presses down. "You will never be good enough," his upper lip lifting up with disgust. "I, Caleb Matthew Williams, Alpha of the Silver Moon pack, reject you- Elena Grace Madden, daughter of the Beta of the Silver Moon Pack, as my mate. Now accept my rejection, worm."

"What about Horus, or Ra?" He curled even more into himself, not responding to either one of those. "Bladur, Thor, Loki." I listed, paying attention to the wolf's responses. I saw him tilt his head, almost as if he was indicating I was on the right track. "What about Ragnar?" Pete piped in, almost distractedly. The wolf-dog instantly perked up. "What do you think?" I asked him. "Ragnar?" I tried it out, and he turned to look at me, responding to the name. "Alright. Ragnar it is!"

“I came here to get an answer out of you for why you are so desperate to turn away your own mate?” That’s not begging, is it? He sneers at me in a way that makes my wolf whimper. “I already told you. I don’t want something broken.” His words are cruel, each word like a physical blow. “I can do much better than you. If you’ve lived with a wolf pack, then you should know that fated mates can reject each other if the other finds one lacking. And I find you lacking in every aspect.” I can feel the blood drain from my face, but I refuse to let him see the way he is stabbing me with his heartless words. As he speaks, it feels like my mother’s words are coming out of his mouth.

I had less than a day to find the antidote to the Silver Thorn, or accept that I would have to kill the most powerful wolf in the North to save myself. ​ He reached out, tentatively, to touch the silver cuff. I flinched, pulling my hand back automatically. ​ Kael sighed, dropping his hand. "See? This is the problem. Your physical rejection is a direct signal to the Anchor. If you resist me when the bond begins, the Anchor will assume I am an attacker." ​ "I don't trust you, Kael," I admitted, meeting his gaze. "You didn't mate me out of choice; you kidnapped me out of necessity. Why would I willingly commit my soul to that?"

So, I, Sylvester Falcon Merryweather, Alpha of the Moon Ville pack reject you, Millicent O'Brien Harry as my mate'. I clutched my heart. The pain was piercing. I didn't know why I should feel such pain, afterall, I had no feelings for him, and I could feel my wolf reeling and wringing from the force of the pain of his rejection. I straightened and looked him straight in the eye. 'And I, Millicent O'Brien Harry accept your rejection, Sylvester Falcon Merryweather wholeheartedly'. Sylvester's eyes were round as saucers. It was clear he had not expected that response from me and I laughed inwardly. He may have thought that I would go down on my knees and beg, being an orphan with no where to go

Recently, a conflict has arisen, leading us to a crucial decision," Magnus stated with determination. His words left a deep hole in my heart, but I had to accept my fate. "I, Alpha Magnus of the Silvercrest Pack, hereby reject the mate bond with Lara Jade of the Yellow Stone Pack," he proclaimed in a booming voice, accompanied by a fierce growl. "I, Lara Jade of the Yellow Stone Pack, accepted the rejection of Alpha Magnus, and wished this bond to be forfeited." Tears flowed in my eyes upon saying all these words. A thunder echoed the whole place, as I cascaded into darkness.

His head snapped back. No, there’s not, I answered Stevie as I shoved the steel-gray wolf back several feet. He caught his balance and didn’t fall down as I’d hoped. Mom and Pearl need to come back. He won’t be alive much longer. And we won’t be either if we come back now, Pearl snapped. I’d always thought Pearl was selfish, but she’d been good at hiding it until now. It’s no use all three of us dying, she finished. The steel-gray wolf bared his teeth, blood pouring from his gums. He wasn’t showing weakness, which was fine with me. I was tired of waiting for the enemy to make the first move. That ended now.

His voice carried through the hall as he spoke about the rejection law. “I, Damien Walkers, future Alpha of Silvercrest Pack, reject you, Aria Williams, as my mate.” The hall went silent. My wolf whimpered inside me, her heart breaking, but she didn’t collapse. And neither did I. I took a slow breath and raised my chin. “I accept your rejection.” A heavy thud echoed through my chest as the bond snapped painfully, leaving a cold emptiness behind. But still, I stood tall. Damien turned away immediately, as if I were nothing worth remembering.

The words to accepting or rejecting mates have always been sacred to us werewolves, having the power to be a dream come true or a nightmare. The words I've spoken have initiated the rejection, but because I'm mated to an Alpha, the rejection can only be complete when he rejects me too. Coren is still the one with the final say here. "I, Coren Silver, Alpha of the Silvercrest Pack, reject your rejection, Destiny Willows." A sharp feeling of pain stabs through my spine and my head snaps up to find Coren glaring at me, his once brown eyes swirling with gold as a fierce look of stubbornness rests on his face.