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REJECTED BY THE ALPHA SO I CLAIMED HIS WOLF: NOW HE'S BEGGING TO BE MINE Novel Cover

REJECTED BY THE ALPHA SO I CLAIMED HIS WOLF: NOW HE'S BEGGING TO BE MINE

Sold to Alpha Kane as his bride in exchange for war supplies, Violet has no family to run to after he rejects her on the eve of their Wedding. He called her a whore and incompetent because she was no longer a virgin. But she had an encounter with a wolf under the auspicious red moon in the night sky. Now that she's claimed this alpha wolf at the border, they both do not know that this action would bring them closest to each other than they could ever imagine. And the mind-blowing sex in wolf form is about to change Violet's fate from being bullied to accepted and recognized by her unique Alpha blood.
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Chapter 2

Violet's POV

At this point, I'd mentally counted, and there were ten of them around me. Even if I managed to fight one with my sprained ankle that was taking forever to heal, I would still need to suffer the wrath of the remaining 9 who still remained in the shadows.

I whimpered and curled even smaller, praying to the goddess to open the ground and swallow me alone.

It was better if I ended my 24 years that way, than for my body to be found decayed days later, after being harassed.

I looked to my left and right and suddenly didn't see the eyes anymore. But the solid figure behind me remained.

Did I hallucinate the others or was the presence of this huge scarred wolf so strong that it felt like there were ten of them?

Also, why was he staring at me with a drool and not saying anything? Was it in a daze? Why did this particular wolf look so fucking familiar.

The sight of him scratched an itch in my memory that distracted me from my initial thoughts of escaping. And that brief moment of relaxation coupled with all I'd been feeling made me feel conscious of how exposed I was.

It felt like the breeze was reaching under the fur of my wolf and tingling all the nerves on the edge of my skin.

My wolf purred, relaxing under this strong gaze and urging me to do the same.

"He's scary," I shivered in my head as I urged my wolf to run. Alpha Kane was after us. But she gave me a reply that absolutely stunned me.

"Mate," she growled in warning and stepped closer, to rub off her scent on him.

"What the fuck?!" I screamed, trying to get her out of whatever daze or magic spell this wolf had cast on her. We didn't know his name, neither did we know which pack he was from. But for all I knew, he could be a rogue.

"Sister!" I pleaded with my wolf, "we need to get out of here!" The alarm bells were ringing in my head. The only one who could be our mate was the one we met 6 years ago, the one who marked me back then to save my life from the curse my mother placed on me at birth.

If we were meeting again, then things would have to go in reverse, and if we were mates like my sister (my wolf) was saying, then I would have to mark him.

Once again, that's if he wanted to be claimed or even recognize us as his mate.

But wasn't that a weird thing altogether?

I get rejected after the most fearsome alpha finds out I'm not a virgin and I'm used goods, only to run into the rogue that took my virginity years back under dangerous circumstances.

Wasn't that a little too coincidental, even for red moon night?

"I'm not a rogue," I heard a very distinct deep voice in my head, that definitely didn't belong to me, nor Sister. And that could only mean one thing which I should have expected when SHE WENT SILENT.

They were forming the mate link and now he was in my head.

"Do you want to reject me?" he asked and I found myself spellbound.

"I don't even know your name!" I defended.

"Silus!" he growled, "I'm hurt you don't remember me from back then, but I've searched everywhere for you."

"Then how did you know to find me here? Why did you hunt me?"

"Will you mark me?" he asked a second time, almost pleadingly, and I thought to discuss it with Sister, but by the time I came back from surface level consciousness and focused on my environment, I realized that my wolf had taken the bold step and was just about to sink her fangs into his neck.

We didn't even figure out which type of wolf he was yet.

Nor which pack he actually belonged to when her fangs sank into his flesh and I felt my whole mind erupt with a power that could only be coming from him.

We tuned into the same frequency immediately and that could only mean one thing, he was also an alpha, but if alpha, how could he be so submissive and wanting me to mark him at first sight.

Except what he said about looking for me for the past 6 years was real.

"At this rate, we would have sex and start popping cubs in 9 months," I thought to myself as I tried to get out of the heady feeling that was the mate pull.

The pitter patter started from a distance as rain droplets landed on leaf petals and then the forest ground.

"How about we find some shade from this rain?" Silus suggested, leading the way as I followed behind, still in wolf form until we reached a cabin so well furnished it could only belong to royalty. However, if he was living right at the edge of the border, then there had to be more than meets the eye, except the only thing I could see right now was the heat between us.

My breath caught in my throat suddenly as soon as he turned around and rubbed the rain off my brown fur.

"What's the name?" He finally asked, as we stared nose to nose.

"Violet," I replied, unable to break the gaze. "I mean your wolf's name."

"Sister. That's what I call her," I said as he rose to his full length still on all fours and came around me, sniffing every inch of me, making my body tingle with sensations and my heart thudding in my chest while I spread my legs in anticipation for what would happen next.

"We have accepted each other, do you consent to what I'm about to do?" he asked.

I nodded eagerly, but needed Sister's affirmation and I couldn't be more jealous that I wasn't feeling this in my human body. However, she's staked her claim on him for this night because she found him first.

"Yes," Sister replied with a drool like we've been in heat and waiting for this moment for hours. Like we weren't just banished with nowhere to go or call a home.

I knew where this was going, but when he wrapped his front limbs around my waist and grinded his hips on mine, my whole body trembled with need and a knowledge that this was about to be the best night of our lives.

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