Rejected Luna: Mated to the king of Alphas
The powerful white wolf promised to return but no one could predict how subtle and humble her return would be. They expect a great appearance and ignore a quiet and unpredictable arrival and it's a legendary fact that whoever mates with her, becomes the most powerful Lycan to ever exist. Many Alphas and Lycans await the return of the Legendary white wolf and when Alpha Kasper of the Cliffwood pack discovered that his destined mate from the moon goddess for him was the wolfless Omega Amelia, daughter of the Pack's Beta, he tortured her and rejected her. And just when he thought she wouldn't survive his rejection, a twist followed, he realised that his rejected mate was the long awaited White wolf, his world came crashing and a curse was left behind....
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Chapter 7
The ceremony continued. Alpha Kasper apologised to the other Alpha's who had arrived to grace this special occasion. Nana couldn't bear it, she was humiliated by the Beta so much, using hateful words on her.
Amelia had become a prisoner for committing no sin. Why shouldn't they blame the moon goddess if anyone was to be blamed? It was not Amelia's doing nor was she envisaging the position of a Luna.
Chelsea was furious. Because of Amelia, her position as the Luna of that pack will not be affirmed. If Kasper doesn't reject her, there's no way he can be with her. Why was this woman born to ruin her life and happiness?
Nana wanted to leave but stayed behind. She needs to plead with the Royal family to lessen Amelia's punishment. She's not a criminal, she shouldn't be imprisoned.
The ceremony soon ended. The Alpha had been in a terrible mood. The Alphas that came from other packs were entertained and soon bade a farewell.
Alpha Kasper retired to the pack house. His eyes were fiery red, obviously not pleased with the outcome of who his mate was. He was supposed to have the second part of the ceremony, the mating ceremony, but it was cancelled.
Chelsea walked in and placed her hand on him "It turned out that the ceremony was not as exciting as we thought. Everything got ruined, thanks to the cursed Omega. I wished you had rejected her and let her die.
What use does her existence do to anyone? It only brought her misery and dragged everyone in the pack into this misery. How can there be a new Alpha and no Luna, can't you see how unfortunate she was?
I wished the royal mother hadn't intervened. You should have just rejected her and have her thrown out of the pack. It would be amazing if she turns out to become a meal for the rogues. That's what she deserves.
But I am here for you,Kasper. I am your childhood friend and lover. We've been together for long and today would have been our mating ceremony, but that woman ruined it..." Chelsea gnawed.
"I will make her life miserable. She doesn't want to be rejected, but she would experience a fate worse than rejection" Kasper growled.
"I'm with you Kasper. The moon goddess must have been slumbering to have mistakenly linked you with that cursed Amelia. It was me, she snatched it away from me by her curse. She wants to separate us and be the fated one to you" Chelsea insinuated.
It's in the destiny that the Beta's daughter should be the destined mate to the Alpha. But Amelia sabotaged it. She can't imagine herself would one day share Kasper with Amelia.
So disgusting.
"That would be over my death. And I swear to you Chelsea, over the throne of the Cliffwood pack, that you will be my Luna" Kasper declared, holding Chelsea's hands.
The Former Alpha and his Luna were having a headlong argument with Nana. How dare she try to annul the Alpha's order? Is she courting death?
All the elders were all gathered together. They were the only ones, capable of making the Alpha change his decision and she presented her complaints.
"...this wasn't Amelia's fault that she became the chosen mate for the Alpha. She didn't do it, she didn't initiate it and why should she be punished for what she didn't do?
She's as surprised as the Alpha himself. And tell me, why was she the one punished? Is it because she's a wolfless omega or because she's less than a werewolf like every other pack member of the cliffwood pack.
I want to know why she should be the one to suffer and what is her offence? If anyone has any blame or accusations, he or she should direct it towards the moon goddess if you can" Nana explained.
"Are you saying the Alpha is partial?" Beta Night gnawed, the fury surging within him. He had to apply every restraint to force back his wolf form from taking over his rationality.
"This is preposterous!" The former Alpha thundered. He might not be the present Alpha but he was still as authoritative as before, after all, the new Alpha was still his son.
"I want the Alpha to be present,elders of the cliffwood pack. We can't be talking about a sensitive matter about him and he isn't going to be here" Nana requested, ignoring the outburst of the other people.
"No way am I letting my Alpha son be here to listen to the accusations you have just laid before the elders against him. He is whimpering in discomfort to be destined with a curse instead of a mate.
I was the one who made him lessened the punishment that Amelia deserves for coming to the Pack's gathering. If she wasn't here, we all know his destined mate would have been Chelsea.
If the Alpha had punished her, would you have been able to invite the elders together here for a complaint? You should be grateful that he didn't reject her and let her die from breaking the bond.
He didn't reject her nor banished her and yet you have a complaint against him? You are an old member of this pack, you've been here from the time of my father otherwise I would have had you banished forever" Royal mother frowned, her wolf furious.
"And my question still remains unanswered. What is Amelia's offence that would make her end up in the dungeon? You all can say anything and everything but I want my answers" Nana insisted.
There was a silence that followed.
Elder Kaitano coughed slightly. Everyone waited for him to speak. He glanced at Nana and the royal family seated. Of course Beta Night is automatically a part of the royal family.
"It is true that Amelia was refused from attending any gatherings in the pack. But first, before I proceed, why was she prohibited? Isn't she a member of this pack by birth?"
He glanced round. The royal family first. Then the Beta, Nana and the other elders. He waited and no one said a word. Since he couldn't get the answer, he turned his gaze on the Beta and asked "Beta Night, you are Amelia's biological father, so tell this elders how Amelia became prohibited from the privileges that other pack members have?"
Beta Night growled.
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7.8
I thought I had found my savior in Alpha Camron after my adoptive family was brutally slaughtered.
But as I lay chained to the damp dungeon wall, my inner wolf silenced by silver poison, he sneered and rejected me.
"Did you really think I loved you? You were just a dumb, loyal dog."
He confessed that he had orchestrated my family's murder to frame Lycan King Asher.
Blinded by his lies, I had plunged a silver blade into Asher's heart—the only man standing in Camron's way to the throne.
My step-sister Erica then arrived to deliver the final, crushing blows.
"He was your true fated mate, Ella," she whispered with sadistic glee. "He loved you so much he retracted his aura, leaving himself defenseless so you wouldn't get hurt killing him."
Worse, she laughed at my swollen belly, revealing the baby I carried wasn't Camron's. He had paid a filthy Rogue to defile me in the dark.
The man I murdered was the other half of my soul, and the monster I trusted had destroyed everything I loved.
My heart simply gave out, drowning in an abyss of pure agony and hatred.
Opening my eyes again, the stench of burning flesh was gone.
I was back in my attic bedroom on my fifteenth birthday.
Today was the day my evil stepmother would start her deadly plot.
This time, I would tear them all apart.
7.4
Bridget, a ruthless twenty-first-century Wall Street analyst, woke up violently coughing up murky lake water in a decaying 1978 slum.
She quickly realized she was trapped in the body of a naive, marginalized teenager who had just committed suicide over a boy's cruel rejection.
The original girl had been mercilessly bullied by a fake rich kid named Kurtis and his cruel followers. They had publicly read her desperate love letters out loud, mocking her as a toad trying to eat swan meat, and simply watched as she threw herself into the freezing water. Now, her impoverished mother was left weeping by the bed, facing catastrophic debt and total social ruin in their small town. Everyone expected the surviving girl to wake up begging and crying for the boy who humiliated her.
Instead, a cold, calculating fury took over Bridget's analytical mind.
"I already died in that lake. That stupid girl is never coming back."
How could anyone throw their life away for a pathetic, vain clown wearing a mass-produced fifty-dollar watch? To Bridget, those uncollected love letters weren't symbols of teenage heartbreak. They were toxic assets. They were reputation landmines left out in the open that threatened her new family's survival.
Locking away the dead girl's weak emotions, Bridget forced her freezing, exhausted body out of the clinic bed. She set a hard three-month deadline to drag this family out of tier-one poverty. But first, she was marching straight to the volunteer camp to liquidate those liabilities and completely destroy the people who drove this body to death.
7.3
Ciel Miller opened her eyes to the blinding lights of a Manhattan ballroom, realizing she had been reborn on the exact night her life was ruined.
On the stage, the billionaire patriarch of the Chavez family was proudly announcing her engagement to his arrogant grandson, Harry.
In her past life, Ciel had blindly accepted his outstretched hand. That single step plunged her into a suffocating marriage filled with public humiliation and psychological torture, slowly draining her life away until she died. Harry had treated her like a pathetic stray dog, flaunting his absolute ownership while systematically destroying her.
Now, as the polite applause echoed, Harry extended his hand with a sickening smirk, waiting for her to lower her head and submit.
Instead, Ciel stood perfectly rigid and publicly rejected him in front of the entire New York elite.
Harry's face drained of color, while his family quickly mocked her.
"This is a cheap, embarrassing trick to get his attention," his sister sneered.
Harry's arrogant smirk crawled back. He fully believed she was just throwing a childish tantrum to make him jealous, convinced she was absolutely nothing without his wealth and status.
But Ciel looked at the man who had killed her in her past life with freezing disgust.
Then, she turned to the powerful patriarch and dropped a bombshell that left the entire ballroom gasping for air.
"If the family insists on taking care of me, I will marry into the Chavez family."
"But I want to marry the comatose war hero. I want to marry General Deacon Chavez."
She would rather spend the rest of her life with a "vegetable" than wake up next to a monster.
8.7
On the day of our mating ceremony, I wore a beautiful white dress, waiting to become the Luna of the pack. To ensure my Fated Mate, Kade, loved me for my soul and not my rank, I had hidden my true Alpha nature and lived as a fragile Omega.
But instead of my groom, my best friend Selena walked into the room. She flashed a fresh silver rejection rune on her wrist, smiling as she told me the ceremony was canceled. Kade had chosen her, the daughter of a powerful Beta, to secure his Alpha transition.
When I rushed to his study in disbelief, the words I heard through the cracked door shattered my heart completely.
"She's just an Omega. Her value doesn't compare to the loyalty of Selena's father."
Kade laughed coldly with his friends, calling our sacred bond a leash. He even planned to keep me trapped in the packhouse as a docile, broken toy under his and Selena's rule.
Every whispered promise of love was just a lie built for power. My disguise to test his true heart became the very excuse he used to discard me like trash. How could the man who promised to cherish my soul be so utterly ruthless?
Wiping my tears, I kicked the door open and publicly initiated the impossible: I, the "weak Omega," formally rejected him. After smashing a whiskey bottle over his head, I walked straight into the territory of his most feared rival—his older brother, Rowan. This time, I would tear his world apart.
8.7
Kaylee woke up to the smell of rotting leaves and blood, realizing she had transmigrated into the grimdark fantasy novel she was reading last night.
A robotic system in her head immediately delivered a death sentence: she was the tribe's vicious cannon fodder, and the male lead—a brutally tortured slave named Elijah—was currently dying on a totem pole outside.
"If he dies, you will face instant soul-detonation."
Kaylee rushed to the plaza, using her villainous authority to stop the execution and drag his mangled body back to her hut.
But saving him was a nightmare.
The original owner's sadism had traumatized him so deeply that her gentle touches and clean bandages only triggered his PTSD.
His feral energy spiraled out of control, his golden eyes burning with paranoid terror as he waited for a new, twisted psychological game.
To keep his energy from detonating and killing them both, Kaylee was forced to act like a monster.
"I didn't save you because I care. A dead slave is useless to me."
Only her cruel insults and threats of future torture calmed his broken mind.
Adding to her despair, she stumbled upon the novel's supposedly innocent heroine in the forest, only to hear her system detect a terrifying anomaly.
The fragile heroine had her own cheat system.
Trapped with a paranoid future-tyrant and a rival player manipulating the tribe's strongest warriors, Kaylee shoved a bowl of hot stew at the bleeding slave with a mocking sneer.
To survive this hell, she had to play the villain perfectly.
8.4
Lyra, an orphaned heir of the crescent pack has lived for years with her father's former beta and her cousin Emery, feeling unsafe and unwanted. On the night she turns eighteen, she hopes to finally mate with Adrian, the wolf she loves.
Instead, Lyra is rejected by Adrian, the Beta of the Nightfang pack and twin brother to Alpha Triston. Lyra is also poisoned by her cousin Emery and dies.
Lyra's wakes up reborn as a moon goddess. She stumbles on Triston, the blind Alpha lycan of the Nightfang pack, who claims her as his fated mate. Lyra becomes Tristons Luna and passionate lover.
But the twin who broke her heart returns to her seeking her love, so that together, they may kill Alpha Triston and rule over Nightfang and Crescent. Will Lyra choose her first love or her true mate.