You Rejected A Silver Wolf Novels & Stories

“You are completely delusional. Here just so you will get the point. I, Spencer Sanderson…” “No wait..” “Vampire Werewolf hybrid, Daughter of the Alpha of a Lost Pack…” “Please!” I sink to my knees “On behalf of myself and my wolf Lily accept the rejection of Alpha Wilder Silvers.” White hot pain flows like lava through my veins settling in my chest just before everything goes dark.

"And your wolf has already executed a flat rejection on ten of them." "Six," I corrected absently. "My beast rejected six. The territory networks always introduce fresh profiles. High-ranking wolves who bypassed the Silverfang District last cycle, and veteran enforcers returning from the outer sectors now that our active skirmishes with Neron Bloodfang's rogue alliance are finally terminated."

“Reject your pack and come with us. If Gina is comfortable enough, you can spend some time together and get to know one another.” My eyes snap back to my mate trying to read her. Is this what she wants? Will this help me win her over? She doesn’t say anything, but she chews on her bottom lip. Her gorgeous chestnut hair falls in soft waves around her face and her golden-brown eyes look so tormented as she watches me to see how I will respond to this challenge. Does she want me to accept? I can’t risk it. I can’t lose her. Without further hesitation I clear my throat, “I, Jericho Rannulf, reject the Silver Eclipse Pack as my pack, and Alpha Aleksandr Volkov as my Alpha.”

Ivy “No, I will not reject him!” I wasn’t sure if I heard my wolf right. Did she just refuse to reject this asshole? “What?” I mumbled. “What did you say?” “I will not reject him. I get to have a say on this too and I want my mate!” Silver retorted, sounding petulant. “Even if he is an asshole? Silver…he ran away from us, remember? Remember the way we felt? That intense feeling, the longing and how crazy it drove us? How could you accept a man like that? He’s a freaking coward,” I protested.

"We are a superior race and we cannot weaken ourselves by mixing with filthy humans." I couldn't say anything; the shock wouldn't let me, then Stefan knelt down and grabbed my hair tightly. "Accept rejection and don't make me angry," Stefan said cruelly. "I, Alice Brown, accept your rejection as my fate," I replied through tears, and one of the threads that bound our bond snapped. What was left of my heart has completely shattered. All the wolves began to praise Stefan while they looked at me with disgust, and he distanced himself from me as if I were a plague. My friends rushed to help me immediately. "I want to die," I told Bianca through sobs.

" I, Edda of the Silver Pack rejected your offer Alpha Damien of the South !", Everyone looked surprised after I refused the strongest Alpha's offer.

I said. “You are carrying an affliction we cannot cut out of you, the King’s scouts are already on the road, and I will not have Silverfang forced to explain your existence,” he replied, turning toward the doorway. “Rejected wolves leave the territory. That is our custom. No one will claim you were driven out.” “Everyone will know I was driven out.” He halted in the doorway, framed by the pale grey morning light behind him. For a brief second, I thought he might argue the point—and I suspect that was the closest Alpha Edmund ever came to showing me genuine decency.

In front of the whole pack. “Even if you're my fated mate,” he said, standing in the center of the Moon Goddess grounds, his voice cold as frost, “I don't love you. Not now.” To be rejected by your fated mate in public was the deepest humiliation in the wolf world. It didn't sever the bond. It only wounded your wolf, so that every time he walked past me without a glance, the tear in my chest split open all over again. I was the proudest princess Silver Mane had. Young, beautiful, high-born, with one of the strongest wolves in the pack. Who did this male think he was, turning me down?

I let her, staining my shirt. I used to be in her position once, joining the wolf world after so many years as a human. However, it had been my choice back then, not because I had people hunting my life. So I could not claim to understand how she was leaving. But I did know that she could not have had a better mate. “Amelia,” Silver whispered, his hand reaching over my body for hers. I let her climb over me, shoving me to the window seat as they did their reunion.

He leaned back, his eyes still on me, and a smile formed on his lips. My wolf sensed danger. There was power radiating from him, and it was suffocating. Another Alpha wanted to top his bid but he raised his bid. The room went silent again. Here I was, being offered as if my very existence could be bought with gold. The auctioneer cleared his throat. “Do I have Three Hundred thousand?” No one moved. With all the tension going on with the bidding, the silver eyed man gaze never left me. I felt a shiver running through my spine. My wolf was howling in protest.