All Chapters of Rejected and Desired: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Men are trash, especially Alpha men. Alpha men are at the very bottom of the trash heap covered in even more stinky smelly trash. Yes, I am bitter, I was rejected by my Goddess chosen mate. And why you ask because I am "wolf less and weak."It was bad enough growing up the pack outcast because I was different. I never really cared about the same things they did. I was always different from the other little girls. In elementary school it wasn't so bad. The little girls like the princesses, I was just into them a little bit more, okay a lot more. How cares if I liked to try and dress up like them? And who care's that I felt lucky to have brown hair to match Belle? She is the best, that's the hill I will die on. They would tease me and pull on my ponytail. No big deal. But when middle school came that's where the hair pulling got real. I remember Tracy Maxtor she was the worst. One time I was getting my books and came up behind and pulled so hard some of it came out.But I knew that thin

I couldn't believe it. After years of searching for my mate, she was sitting in front right in front of me. The small-time carter new to the area. I had been viewing her site for weeks, unsure if she would be a good fit but eager to give it a shot. And she turns out to me my mate. And yet, she thought I would reject her.But as soon as I caught a whiff of her honeysuckle and orange scent wafting through the door, I forgot all about my words and rushed to find the source. My wolf, Marcus, was going crazy, desperate to calm her worry of us rejecting her claim her as our own.She stood there, in her Disney apron, looking so adorable with her hair pulled up in a messy bun. Even with the apron on, I could see her curvy body that I couldn't wait to touch. She was short compared to my 6'5" frame, but I loved it.I couldn't resist any longer, and I pulled her in for a kiss. As our lips met, I couldn't help but untie her apron, breaking the kiss only long enough to pull it over her head. My ha

I couldn't believe it. I had been holding onto this secret for so long, and now I was finally going to tell him. I thought it would be a huge relief, like a weight lifted off my shoulders. But little did I know.I look up at him, my eyes meeting his intense gaze. I see a hint of concern in his eyes, but he quickly masks it with a reassuring smile. I know he's trying to be strong for me, but I can see the guilt etched on his face."Look its really simple what's going on here. You." I point to him then at my pants. "Want to get here. Because you feel you have the right to it because of a bond that snapped into place in here." I point to me chest where I feel it humming. Fuck I don't remember it being this strong the last time.He looks really guilty now. Freaking good. "Thats not what... I" Seeing an alpha stumble over his words is great, takes everything in me not to laugh. Instead, I focus on fixing my apron."Yeah, well acting all Alpha a-hole caveman and literally throwing me over y

ReneeHis voice grates over my skin. Where I used to enjoy the feel, the shiver that it produced, now all it does is cause a rock to land in my stomach. The hair stands on end knowing exactly who is behind me without needing to turn. I don't want to turn. I don't want to see him. I don't want to smell him either. I fight against the rush of memories my stupid brain has associated with that scent.All the time he would meet me in the hallway while classes were going on. When he would hold me close. Whispering to me how beautiful I was, how much he wanted me. The few times he would climb in the window at the foster parent's house after my parents died. The way he would tell me he wanted me and then get mad when I told him I was waiting for my mate. He could have told me I was his mate. But he didn't. No, he wanted what was his, but only one part of it. I was going to be his dirty secret and I have no doubt that if Jasmine wouldn't have come along, he never would have told me. He would h

JaceWalking back into the kitchen I see Renee is still at it plating the food with skills I will never have. I take a big inhale of the air through my nose and see that it has returned to her normal honeysuckle scent, nothing burnt to it. Though it seems to be muted then what it should be. I keep sniffing trying to figure out why that is. But the longer I do it starts to spike with the smell of anxiety. Which I do not want. Not when she was just calming. As much as I hate it, I know it's me being there causing the reaction so I once again reluctantly leave her to her work.Thankfully this time when I walk out into the main room, no one is at each other's throats everyone is sitting in their chairs talking like normal fucking people. I return to the alphas table. I am met with a few strange looks and some raise eyebrows they want to ask but after my display earlier no one wants to voice it. As I sit down, I unbutton my suit jacket, only to realize when I ran into the kitchen I never r