You Rejected Me Remember Novels & Stories

Caomh demanded, his voice suddenly tight with panic. I didn't answer him. I threw the jacket onto the floor. It landed right in the puddle of spilled rosehip tea, the dark, sweet liquid soaking rapidly into the silver crest, staining it brown. Loud gasps echoed all around me. Disrespecting the pack colors was a massive, unforgivable offense. "I, Meghann Clemmie Nelson," I said, my voice ringing clear and strong over the crowd, "accept your rejection." Caomh flinched violently as the finality of the words settled over us, completing the ritual.

What could be considered painful for such a person? “Well, the most painful memory of my life is the day when my mate rejected me.” I felt a bolt of pain flash through my heart, and I stifled the urge to clutch my chest from the pain that almost felt physical. And worse, it didn’t look as if he was just saying that to hurt me because his expression was earnest as he looked into my eyes. I could see the pain in his eyes and I shook my head, trying to shake off the guilt that seeing him in pain evoked in me. It was pointless to feel so when I knew that I couldn’t have done it any other way. It was for his own good that I rejected him. He will get over the pain of rejection some day but if I ha

~Asher~ “It’s his choice, I can’t do anything about it.” I tried repeating in my head as I was about going nuts with the last image of Jaden running happily to meet with Tristan. There was nothing as cold and hurtful as that, I couldn’t do anything but just looked and passed by like it wasn’t a big deal. It was a big deal and now I was clearly getting my own taste of bitter rejection. I F**king have myself to blame no matter what I really had In mind.

My mother brushed the side of my face. " It's true mom. My mate rejected me. He rejected me in front of everyone." I reminded her. I could still remember every little detail vividly from last night. " I should have known better than to go to the stupid party." I responded. Maybe if I hadn't my mate wouldn't have rejected me. I wouldn't be feeling so torn right now.

“Come back.” I held his gaze one last time, memorizing the face of the man I had once loved. Also the man who had destroyed me, how ironic. Then, with a final breath, I whispered, “I reject you, Kieran.” And then, I jumped.

Enough is enough. So, as I wipe the tears from my eyes and sniffle, I decide to accept his rejection. That's precisely what I'm going to do. I will sever every connection we ever had. All these years, while he treated me like garbage, I hung onto the memories we shared as childhood pals, but now I'm throwing everything away. I take brisk steps towards them and deliver my speech with all the strength and dignity I have left.

MAYA “What?” I blinked as my head snapped at him. I thought I’d heard something wrong. “You’re speaking like you haven’t already rejected me.” I rolled my eyes and looked anywhere but at his face. “I did, but I never said it.” His poisoned words pierced my ears. “I’ve decided to officially reject you.” I let out a hollow chuckle. “When was I ever officially your mate, that you need to officially reject me now?” I pressed on the word, letting it sting.

"I'm more than shocked by your shock." His expression twisted with confusion, and he stammered out, "But I'm your mate." I shook my head, a bitter laugh escaping my lips. I cannot believe he has the audacity to say that to me now of all times. My mate? He has so readily forgotten that he rejected me for Emily, and I accepted his rejection. "Yes, you were. But you rejected me, remember? Or do I need to refresh your memory?" I reminded him, the pain of his rejection still lingering beneath the surface.

Deep down, I knew it wasn’t pity. Two years ago, she rejected me, and I never let it go. That rejection sat in my chest like a splinter, festering, and the mate bond? It was still frayed and ugly, pulling at me whenever I tried to walk away] because I had not entirely accepted the rejection.

"Think back, try to remember. We've known each other for years. We were...we were in love." He shook his head, his expression pained. "I'm sorry, but I don't remember any of that. I don't know who you are." Tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to spill over. I turned away from him, unable to bear the weight of his rejection any longer. It was as if a knife had been plunged into my heart, twisting and turning, cutting deeper with every passing second.