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Will Rejection Hold? novel Chapter 40

Summary for Chapter 40: Will Rejection Hold?

Summary of Chapter 40 – A turning point in Will Rejection Hold? by 321Like

Chapter 40 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Will Rejection Hold?, written by 321Like. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.

After feeding all of the packs kids I made my way upstairs, heading for Chase and my's room.

I went to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. He had locked it... he didn't want me with him.

"Chase? Please...." I knocked on the door. Tears began streaming down my face, the brave, strong front I had up all day began withering away. Melting away. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor, leaning on the door for support as I quietly sobbed.

Suddenly the door was ripped open to reveal an angry Alpha. I quickly scrambled up to be eye to eye with Chase.

"Leave. Now. You are disturbing us." He motioned to my brother behind him.

"Yes Alpha." I looked him in his completely black eyes. I quickly ducked my head under his intense gaze, and ran away. His wolf.

"Tucker?" I ran over and knocked on his door crying even harder. The door was opened quickly his panicked eyes greeting me and quickly assessing my body for any physical damage, then he pulled me in wrapping me in his arms. He allowed me to just cry without any questions, and for that I was grateful...

After about two hours of crying Tucker finally spoke. "Lexi. What's wrong?" He whispered still holding me tightly.

"Chase has gone full alpha. He didn't even- he ordered me..." my whispering faded into silent tears. My heart ached.

"Sh it's okay sweetie." He held me tightly to him and I soothed myself by counting out his heart beats.

Waking up the next morning was awful. I guess I had fallen asleep crying last night, so Tucker had put me in his bed and the poor guy slept on the floor. I stretched and a few tears stung in my eyes as I thought about what the day held. More orders from Chase.

I wish I could avoid him altogether, but I needed to get clothes out of our room.

I stepped over Tucker's sleeping body, not wanting to disturb him. After all I kept him up most of the night crying.

I quietly opened the door to Chase and I's room to find it empty. I released a huge puff of air, and made my way to the closet. Deciding on a white shirt, and my favorite pair of faded and holey jean shorts. I was standing in just the shorts and a bra when I heard the door knob turn. I was frozen in place when I heard the door push open. I cast a glance over my shoulder to see Chase's black eyes staring at me in discuss.

"Please cover your body. I do not wish to see it at the moment." He growled.

I borrowed a black dress from another pack member, I was too scared of what going into my room might produce. I couldn't stand another banishing from Chase.

What's wrong with me? Why does everyone turn away? I was already rejected once, I can't do it again. I just don't understand what I did to deserve any of this. Maybe if I was nicer my parents wouldn't have died and Matt wouldn't have turned into such a cruel person. Maybe Alex would've loved me if I was just a little bit skinner.

I looked into the mirror in front of me, my blonde hair was in its natural waves, parted to one side, I had on only minimal make up, mascara and concealer. I couldn't smile though, not even a forced half hearted one. It's just all been so hard.

I thought back to Connor's words, about how I made Chase so happy. Was he right? Did I make him happy? Maybe if I just stick by his side, he'll snap out of it eventually?

I tried asking my wolf but she ignored me, she hasn't talked to me since the bedroom incident.

I took a deep breath and remembered my promise to Connor and to Chase's mom.

"I will stay by his side." I vowed to myself. Nodding my head I walked out of the room and over to Tucker's.

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