You Rejected Me Remember Cassandra Novels & Stories

"I've seen the sickness. I've seen the black bile. The shaking. How his wolf struggles through the poison. My chest tightened. "How long?" "Days," Kael said. "Maybe less." Harriet grabbed my hand. "Mommy..." I knelt and held her close. "I know," I whispered. "I know." Kael stayed kneeling. I understand you have every reason to hate him, I know; I said. "He rejected you. Let them chase you. Let them call you a witch." "That was Rylan," I snapped. "Yes," Kael said. "But Lucius let it happen."

' 'We haven't rejected him yet, what does that even mean for him? 'That he is still bonded to us, can feel us even though we can no longer feel him. We can move on, once we accept the rejection, find someone else if we choose, but he's trapped in the bond until you utter those words out loud.' I stood up from the couch. parts of my body cracking as I twist around while stretching my body out. Standing with my head held high, well higher than usual, I opened my mouth to speak, my palms became sweaty as my stomach felt like it had knots in it.

The words leave my lips before I can even process them. ‘No!’ Rory screams, and Dawn whimpers. ‘I’m sorry, guys,’ I say to them, keeping my face straight. Cassian gasps, staggering back as I wait for him to accept my rejection. He stares at me blankly, eyes shimmering with tears. “Sasha” “There. Accept my fucking rejection,” I say, then wait. I need to convince him of this. He straightens. Then tilts his head. He regards me for a moment, then staggers back, holding his chest as he falls to his knees.

Caspian frowned. “Yes..Noah is my fated mate, but I rejected him.” Lucy answered nonchalantly as she too began to sip at her drink and stared at it in surprise when the flavor exploded across her taste buds. It was quite possibly the tastiest cocktail that she had ever had the pleasure of consuming. “You rejected him because of Cassandra?!”” He asked with wide eyes as Lucy sipped at her drink, wanting desperately to down the entire contents of the glass and have him mix another, but she felt that would be rude.

Yet it had never even crossed my mind that rejection was not the worst thing that could happen… I poured myself a glass of wine Delmira left me earlier and I walked to the window, staring at the rising moon. I knew that I would have to come up with a plan and make my decision, but I still didn't even want to consider running away from this place… and from Kaan. Goddess, I knew that I was foolish, but I loved him. I loved him despite knowing I could have never forgiven him if he had slept with Jalissa. I still wanted to believe he hadn't, even after hearing what Caspian had told me. I knew that my stubbornness might have had nothing to do with rationally processing the situation and everythin

“As much as I’d love to claim you tonight, we need to understand why the Moon Goddess rejected you as Gamma.” “Something went wrong with the ritual. That smoke… It wasn't normal. We can’t ignore it.” He said. My stomach dropped. “What are you saying?” I asked, tears welling up in my eyes again. “Try to understand me please,” Cassius said. “Are you… Are you going to reject me?” I choked out, voice breaking. “Because I’m not good enough? Because I failed?” “No!” Cassius’s hands tightened, panic flashing across his face. “Never. I’m happy, beyond happy, that you’re my mate. I’ve wanted you for longer than you know.” He confessed.

"Then maybe we could all move on." She clicks her tongue. "Stop living in a fantasy, Rosalie. You're not his. You're not worthy. You're weak. Pathetic. Desperate. It's embarrassing." My chest rises and falls, heavy with each breath. I blink hard, lips pressing together as the sting burns behind my eyes. I won't cry. Never. Not in front of her. I grab my towel, wrap it tightly , and walk out of there as fast as I can. Their laughter follows me, echoing in my ears. I hate Cassandra. But why don't I accept his rejection either?

Vanilla said. "I know how you are," Cassandra said. She looked at Vanilla through the reflection in the mirror in front of them. Vanilla snorted softly. "I just rejected Nick." "What?" said Jovanca and Cassandra simultaneously. "A few hours ago," Vanilla replied, the girl squaring her shoulders. "You're losing your mind," Cassandra said. "I'm sure your brain is a little fried," Jovanca chimed in. "Nick said he wanted to fuck me after I accepted," Vanilla said in an exasperated tone.

"I said no. I'm not giving it time. I'm not changing my mind. I don't want to be your side piece, Cassian. I don't want you. That's it." His eyes flashed dangerous gold. His wolf was close to the surface. People were whispering now. Phones were coming out to record the Vance heir getting rejected. I saw the same old pattern starting. Cassian refusing to hear no. In my first life, I just ran away after this. It didn't work. This time I needed to make the rejection hurt. Make it so public he could never spin it. I looked across the crowded room. There, near the dark corridor to the private exit. The same tall man from my memories. Broad shoulders in a tailored charcoal suit. He stood alone, ba

I sank to the floor, my back against the wall, and pressed my forehead to my knees. I remembered the night of the claiming. The way he had pulled me close. The way the pack had watched in awe. The way his eyes had looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered. And then the morning after. The silence. The distance. The rejection. My chest tightened again, and the bond pulsed like a heartbeat trying to survive. I sat there for a long time, staring at the floor, until the sound of footsteps outside the door snapped me back to reality.