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Howl of the rejected

Zyra had always been an outcast, despised by everyone in her pack for her parents' sacrifice. Her dear ones had died while saving a stranger who was wolfless and mateless, leaving Zyra alone and isolated. Despite her kindness and helpful nature, she was constantly bullied and enslaved by her pack mates, living in a constant state of fear and isolation. One fateful night, Zyra's life took a dramatic turn. She was discovered by Marcus, the powerful Lycan King, who saw the pain and potential in her. Taking her in, Marcus brought Zyra into his pack, where she was welcomed and loved by the pack members. Under his care, she flourished, finding a family and a home. Marcus claimed her as his mate, and she became the revered Lycan Princess. But peace was short-lived. Alpha Cade, a rival pack leader, burned with a desire for revenge. Zyra had once been part of his pack, and he saw her as rightfully his. The loss of Zyra to Marcus fueled his anger, and he vowed to get her back, no matter the cost.
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Chapter 3

Zyra POV

Cade’s hand roamed over my body slowly, from my chest to my hips. He ran his hands back up and my boobs in his hands.

I swallowed heavily and turned away to look at the window as I let the tears flow down my eyes slowly. “Do you have to do this?” I ask him and heard him scoff

“Are you questioning me?” he laughs and pinned me down to the bed. I was forced to turn back at him.

“You will see me f*ck you Zyra. You don’t deserve to be this beautiful when you are useless” he replied as he slid his down his hands down to my waist. I folded my lips in as I whimpered lowly and felt his fingers around my womanhood.

“You are still a virgin right?” he asks and I nod my head hoping he wouldn’t go any further but he chuckles instead.

“Sweet” he replied and slowly sent his two fingers inside of me.

“Ah!” I yelped out in pain.

“Yes, feel it” he snickers and lowered his face to my neck and began trailing kisses around my neck while he kept sending his fingers back and forth inside me.

I am not enjoying a bit of what he is doing, instead, I am feeling pain down there.

For goodness sake, it is the first time someone would be doing something like this to me. Isn’t he supposed to be starting with a finger at least?

My thoughts were interrupted by the sudden increase in pace. Cade fingers kept diving in and out of me in a fast motion.

His hands went over my mouth to stop me from crying out loud. His fingers began to encircle my tits.

He pulled away and ripped off my shirt before I could say anything. A smile appeared on his face and it disgusts me. Why should a monster and a coward smile.

“I will be your first tonight” he smirks and grabs my chin to kiss me.

Everything about Cade is rough; he rained kisses on me roughly and squeezed my right boobs in his hands.

I could only cry and let him do what he wants. I can’t wait for his birthday to come so he would be with his mate and never come to me again. I hate that I belong to this pack.

Cade pulled me and flipped me to the other side so my ass could be before him. My trousers were forcefully pulled out and immediately, he spanked my ass.

“Why would it be you to have such beauty?” he growled as if I made myself this way.

His hands kept roaming around then he pulls me by my hair, “I would just have a little f*ck time with you” he snarls and immediately a knock was heard on the door.

Cade stopped immediately and turned to the door, my heart hasn’t stopped pounding like it wants to jump out of my chest.

“Alpha Cade, Your father wants to see you” I hear someone say. Cade groaned aloud then turned to look at me.

“Another time, p*ssy!” he clicked his tongue as he reluctantly got over me and left my room. I pulled the duvet immediately over my body and let the tears flow freely down my face.

“Mom, Dad, did I ever do anything wrong?”

“I never asked you to bring me into such a wicked world” I cried out and slowly drifted to sleep, again.

A WEEK LATER

Alpha Cade POV

The day has arrived. It’s my birthday and today I would be taking over the pack. My father had said he would be handing power over to me today and he’s a man of his word. I will be the next Alpha of Nightshades pack.

The celebration has started, I can hear the loud music playing loudly downstairs but first things first; the handover.

All the pack members are outside in the forest and my parent is too. I walk out of my room and met Kevin and Alex waiting for me outside my room. These two are the closest to me in the pack, Kevin is a delta and also my sister’s mate, Alex on the other hand is a beta wolf and he hasn’t gotten a mate yet.

Today, we believe many mateless wolves would find their mates, even if not many, few would. “Yo! Ever looking handsome Alpha” Kevin said immediately

“Man, you look ravishing. Happy birthday Cade” Alex said as he pulled me to a hug. Kevin did the same too and we made our way together to the forest.

In less than 5 minutes, I found my way there and stood next to my dad before all the pack members.

The sun was setting over the forest, casting a warm orange glow across the clearing where the pack had gathered. Alpha Grayson, my father stood tall with piercing blue eyes, he stood just before everyone with his mate, my mother beside him.

“My dear pack,” Alpha Grayson began, his voice deep and commanding. “As many of you know, I have led our pack for so many years. But now, it is time for me to pass the torch to the next generation.”

The pack murmured amongst themselves, some nodding in agreement while others looked on with anticipation.

“I am proud to say that my son Cade has proven himself worthy of becoming the next Alpha of our pack,” Alpha Grayson continued, his gaze shifting to me.

Zyra POV

Proven what?

This is the most hilarious joke I’ve heard. Cade is really cunning. He had been deceiving his father all along. How would his father be seeing the fake side of him?

I scoff and rolled my eyes. Cade stepped forward, his chest swelling with pride. He had trained his entire life for this moment, and he is ready to take on the responsibility of leading this pack.

I am only hating him the more, I just want to find a mate but I know it won’t be possible, not when I am loved by no one in this pack.

“I thank my father for his guidance and leadership over the years,” Cade said, his voice steady and strong.

“I promise to uphold the traditions and values of our pack, and to lead with wisdom and strength.”

The pack erupted into cheers and howls of approval, their tails wagging in excitement.

Many shape shifted into their werewolf forms and some stood next to their wolves.

Alpha Grayson stepped forward and nuzzled his son, a pride smile on his face.

“Congratulations my son,” Alpha Grayson said.

“The pack is now yours to lead.”

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