Rejected By The Alpha: The Starlet's Return

On my eighteenth birthday, as my bones broke and reshaped for my First Shift, I looked up at Autry from the cold marble floor. The Alpha. My guardian. And as the moon decided, my Fated Mate. I reached a trembling hand toward him, desperate for the bond to settle the agony tearing me apart. Instead, he recoiled. "I reject you," he spat, his voice devoid of emotion. Beside him, his Beta mistress smirked, wearing a diamond bought with his pack's debt. He didn't reject me because I was unfaithful; he broke our soul bond because I was a "charity-case Omega" with no political value. He threw a check onto the floor, letting it land in a pool of my own sweat, and gave me one hour to get out. But exile wasn't enough for them. To ensure I couldn't return, they framed me. While I was bleeding out at the border, they released doctored photos accusing me of sleeping with Rogues, destroying my reputation just to save his poll numbers with the council. I watched a livestream of them bulldozing my mother's rose garden, laughing as they erased my existence. He thought I would die in the wild. He thought the rejection had killed my wolf. Five years later, I stepped out of a limousine in front of his corporate tower. I wasn't the scrawny orphan anymore. I was J.B., the face of Vogue, carrying the awakened power of the rare White Wolf bloodline. Autry rushed to meet me, eyes glowing gold, thinking he could simply snap his fingers and get his mate back. He didn't notice the massive sapphire ring on my finger. Or the Alpha of the European Silver Mist Pack standing behind me, ready to tear his throat out if he took one more step.

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Chapter 6

Jayme POV:

The night air bit, but the fire in my chest burned hotter.

"Jayme!"

Autry grabbed my arm, spinning me. His composure was cracking. "You don't walk away when I'm speaking."

I looked at his hand.

"I am not your pack," I said, dangerously calm. "Your commands are void."

He flinched. "I'm protecting you. That scandal... it will ruin you if I don't manage it."

"Manage it?" I laughed dryly. "Like you managed our bond? Like you replaced me before my scent left your sheets?"

I unclasped the silver star necklace—his gift from when we were sixteen. It felt like holding a lie.

"Take it," I shoved it into his chest.

"Jayme, don't. That was a promise."

"A promise you broke."

I walked to the old Moon Temple ruins at the edge of the property. I fell to my knees, digging with bare hands until I found the red prayer knot I’d buried three years ago.

"Look at the stray dog digging for bones."

Cassie.

She leaned against a pillar. "Pathetic. He chose me. He chose a Beta with connections over a bloodless Omega."

She kicked dirt in my face.

Something snapped. Not anger. Something older.

I stood up.

"You think you won?" My voice vibrated.

"I have the Alpha," she reached to shove me.

I moved faster than thought.

Crack.

My palm connected with her cheek. The force lifted her off her feet. She crashed into the stone pillar.

I stared at my hand. Omegas don't do that.

Cassie slumped, bleeding, terrified. "You..."

Autry burst into the clearing. He saw Cassie, then me. He opened his mouth to roar, then met my eyes.

He froze. He didn't see a weak girl. He saw an apex predator he didn't recognize.

I pulled the muddy red cord from the hole.

"This is what our bond is worth," I said.

I ripped it.

Snap.

At the same moment, a loud POP echoed. The wooden prayer beads on Autry’s wrist exploded, scattering like hail.

He gasped, clutching his wrist in horror.

"Goodbye, Autry."

I dropped the torn cord and walked past him. The air around me was too heavy, too charged. He didn't dare stop me.

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