
REJECTED BY ALPHA LUPUS,REBORN IN FIRE.
"I, Alpha Lupus Kai, reject you, Taylor Swift, as my mate and Luna," he declared, his piercing gaze locking onto mine before the entire pack.
For a moment, the world went silent. My heart thundered in my chest, and I stood frozen, disbelief flooding through me. This was supposed to be our moment, not my humiliation. My eyes flickered to my parents in the crowd. My mother's lips trembled, my father's eyes begged me to stay silent, to walk away quietly. Their silent plea was clear: "don't do this."
But I'd already made up my mind. Taking a steady breath, I raised my chin and met Lupus's fierce stare. "I, Taylor Swift, accept your rejection, Alpha Lupus."
Gasps rippled through the pack like a wave. Shame and fury burned inside me, but I refused to let them see me break. I turned on my heel and walked away, leaving behind the pack, the title, and the man who thought he could define my worth.
He may have rejected me today, but one thing was certain, I would rise again, stronger than ever, and make them all remember my name.
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Chapter 1
Taylor's POV
The silence in the Alpha's quarters was thick enough to choke me. The air smelled of power, dominance, and something darker and something that used to make me tremble, but now only made my stomach twist in disgust.
Lupus stood in front of me, bare-chested, his powerful frame glowing faintly under the moonlight that streamed through the window. His expression was unreadable, cold as stone, his blue eyes fixed somewhere beyond me, as if I wasn't even there.
I pulled the sheet around my body, my heart aching in my chest. As a result of constant sex, he had been distant for weeks but tonight felt different. There was no warmth in him, no tenderness, only emptiness. What we shared was no longer love. It had become something I couldn't even name.
"Lupus," I whispered softly, "what happened to you? To us?"
He didn't respond. He turned away, pulling on his shirt, adjusting his sleeves with slow, deliberate
movements. His silence was sharper than any insult.
I watched him quietly, trying to hold back the ache in my chest. He was my mate, my fated one. The man the Moon Goddess herself chose for me. But now, standing before me, he looked more like a stranger wearing the face of the man I used to love.
When he finally spoke, his voice was hard and cold. "Don't look at me like that, Taylor. You knew what this was."
His words struck me like a slap. "What do you mean what this was?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "You marked me once. You claimed me in front of the pack. You told me I was yours!"
"That was before," he said simply, buttoning his shirt and fastening his belt. "Things have changed."
I frowned, confusion mixing with anger. "Changed how? Is it because of Angela?"
He looked at me then, for the first time that night, his eyes sharp as ice. "Don't start this again."
I rose from the bed, pulling the sheet tighter around me. "No, you'll listen to me this time. You can't just shut me out like this. You can't pretend I don't exist. I am your mate, Lupus. Or does that mean nothing to you now?"
He let out a small, humourless laugh. "Mate?" he repeated mockingly. "Taylor, you're an omega. You were never supposed to be Luna. I only took you because my parents thought it would calm the tension between our families. Don't mistake duty for love."
His words hit me harder than any physical blow. My heart ached so badly it was hard to breathe. I took a step back, shaking my head. "You're lying. You said you wanted me. You told me you felt the bond too."
"I did," he said coldly, "but that bond was never strong enough. You felt it more than I did."
I could barely keep my voice steady. "So what am I to you now? Just a name in your pack records?
Someone to use when it's convenient?"
He smirked slightly, the arrogance in his eyes cutting through me. "You're being dramatic. You knew what I wanted. You gave it willingly."
I bit my lip, holding back the tears that threatened to fall. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing me break. "You're cruel, Lupus," I said quietly. "You've changed. You used to be kind... now you're just power-hungry and heartless."
He turned toward me again, his tone sharp and commanding. "Enough, Taylor. I don't need your
lectures. I'm Alpha. I don't owe you explanations."
The way he said "I'm Alpha" was like a knife twisting in my chest. He had become everything he once swore he wouldn't be.
I clenched my fists, anger finally taking over the hurt. "You can be Alpha all you want, but you don't get to treat me like I'm nothing. I'm not one of your subordinates. I'm your mate!"
He stepped closer, towering over me, his scent of dominance filling the room. "You were my mate," he said in a low voice. "But now? You're just someone who doesn't know her place."
I glared up at him. "And Angela does, right?"
His jaw tightened, and he didn't deny it. That silence told me everything I needed to know.
I swallowed hard, my chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. "So that's it," I whispered. "You're really choosing her over me."
He exhaled slowly, rubbing his temples as if he were tired of the conversation. "Angela is the right
choice for the pack. She's strong, well-bred, and knows what being Luna means. She won't question my authority every second like you do."
I took a shaky step back, my voice trembling with anger. "And what about love, Lupus? Does that mean nothing to you?"
He looked at me, his expression hard. "Love doesn't build empires."
That was the moment something inside me shattered completely. The man I loved, the mate I trusted with my soul, had turned into someone I didn't recognize.
For a long moment, neither of us spoke. The fire in the corner crackled softly, casting strong warmth to us across the room. I could feel my wolf stirring inside me, restless and hurt.
"Lupus," I said quietly, my voice breaking. "You've hurt me in ways I can't even explain. But one day, you'll realize what you lost."
He chuckled darkly. "Don't make promises you can't keep, Taylor. You'll be gone soon anyway."
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, though deep down, I already knew.
He stepped forward, his eyes glowing faintly under the moonlight. The authority in his voice was sharp enough to command the entire pack.
"I, Alpha Lupus Kai, reject you, Taylor Swift, as my mate and Luna," he said firmly.
For a moment, I couldn't breathe. My ears rang. The words replayed in my mind, over and over, slicing through the bond between us like a blade. My wolf howled inside me, thrashing in agony, the pain ripping through every part of me.
Tears burned my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. He wanted to see me break. He wanted to see me beg. But I wouldn't give him that.
Slowly, I lifted my chin and met his cold gaze. "I, Taylor Swift, accept your rejection, Alpha Lupus," I said, my voice strong and steady.
The moment the words left my mouth, something deep within me snapped. The bond shattered
completely. My heart felt like it was being torn apart, but I forced myself to stay still, to look him in the eyes as if none of it mattered.
Lupus's expression flickered for just a second but something like regret passed through his eyes, but it vanished as quickly as it came.
"Good," he said flatly. "Now get out."
I nodded once, slowly. "Don't worry, I won't stay where I'm not wanted."
I bent down, gathered my clothes quietly, and dressed without another word. The silence between us was deafening. I could feel his eyes on me, but I refused to look back.
As I reached the door, his voice stopped me. "Taylor."
I froze but didn't turn around.
"You should know," he said coldly, "Angela and I will be announced as Alpha and Luna at the next full moon. Don't embarrass yourself by showing up."
A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "Don't worry, Alpha," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "I wouldn't dream of it."
I opened the door and stepped into the hallway, the cool air hitting my face. My hands trembled, but I clenched them into fists. I could hear my wolf whimpering softly in my head, mourning what we'd lost, but I swallowed the pain.
I wouldn't cry for him. Not anymore.
Immediately walked down the corridor, memories of us flashed through my mind, the first time he
smiled at me, the way his eyes softened when he used to call my name, the warmth of his embrace that once made me feel safe. All of it was gone now, burned away by pride and betrayal.
By the time I reached the outer doors, I could barely stand. My legs shook, my vision was completely blurred, but I forced myself to keep walking. I had lost everything tonight, my mate, my title, my place in the pack.
But I still had one thing left: my will.
Outside, the night air was sharp and cold. The moon hung high above the trees, watching silently as if it pitied me. I lifted my face to it, letting the wind dry the tears that had finally escaped.
"I'll rise again," I whispered to myself. "You'll see, Lupus. You'll regret every word you said to me."
My wolf stirred weakly inside me, her voice was low but determined. We will rise, Taylor. From the
ashes.
I nodded to myself, wiping my face. I wasn't the same broken woman who had walked into his room tonight. Something inside me had changed, something fierce and burning.
He may have rejected me, but he also freed me.
And when the time came, Alpha Lupus Kai would realize that rejecting me was the worst mistake he'd ever made.
I turned away from the pack house, disappearing into the darkness of the forest, my heart still bleeding, but with every step, the pain began to harden into something new, and I know soon or later he will witness the new me.
I whispered to the wind, "You'll pay for this, Alpha Lupus. I give you my word."
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9.3
Elena died on the operating table, betrayed by her husband, her unborn child already gone.
But death? Just her intermission.
She woke up in a whole new world-a beastmen's world, where females are rarer than diamonds and the strongest males go mad without a woman's mark to calm them down.
And her?
Labelled the weakest female alive. An F-rank body with a joke of a status.
But hidden inside? Unlimited mental power.
Just as she's figuring out this mess, a system pops up with one hell of an offer:
Complete the missions. Bond with assigned males. Save this world.
Do all that, and you get a one-way ticket back home. for revenge.
Sounds simple? Think again.
A Wolf General, colder than a blizzard, who should have ended her-ended up letting her mark him.
A Fox Prince, all charming smiles and secret schemes, who started playing games only to lose his own heart.
A golden Dragon, sunshine-bright and fiercely possessive, who declares her his destined treasure.
A shadowy Serpent, too patient and too dangerous, watching her every move from the dark.
A Phoenix King, whose love burns so hot he'd reduce empires to cinders for her.
They all need her mark. They all want her.
And sharing? Not in their vocabulary.
Too bad for them-
She's not here for love stories.
She's here to survive.
To climb.
To turn their legendary power into her own stepping stones.
And one day.
To go back and make her betrayers wish they were never born.

7.8
Nara has spent her whole life at the bottom of the pack.
The weak wolf.
The girl no one defends.
The one everyone believes will never shift, never matter, and never belong.
All she wants is to live quietly and survive another day without being beaten or humiliated.
But the Moon Goddess has a different plan.
During a rogue attack, Nara crosses paths with Alpha Kael Draven-a powerful, ruthless leader known for his strength... and his curse. The moment their eyes meet, the mate bond snaps into place with a force that shocks them both.
Kael rejects her instantly.
A weak mate is the last thing he wants.
But as he walks away, the bond does not break.
Instead, it burns.
Soon, strange things begin happening around Nara-her wounds heal too fast, shadows move when she panics, and wolves who once mocked her now fear her. Whispers spread. Someone demands her capture. And Kael, the Alpha who tried to reject her, suddenly can't stay away.
As an ancient prophecy resurfaces, Nara learns she is the last descendant of a lost bloodline-one powerful enough to break Kael's curse... or unleash a darkness even he cannot control.
Now hunted by enemies, betrayed by those she trusted, and torn between the Alpha who wounded her and the destiny she never wanted, Nara must rise from weakness to strength.
Because Kael's life is tied to hers.
Her power is awakening.
And the bond that was meant to be broken might be the one thing that saves them both-
or destroys their entire world.

9.2
At the absolute summit of her pop-star career, the stage collapsed beneath Catherine's feet, plunging her into a mechanical black hole.
When she opened her eyes, she wasn't in a hospital, but a savage, primitive forest.
Before a fire-breathing beast could tear her apart, a massive black snake crushed it with a single strike.
The terrifying serpent then transformed into Amon, a towering, heavily scarred man with golden slitted eyes, who swore his life to protect her.
He brought her to his tribe, but instead of safety, they were met with ravenous hunger and disgust.
The tribe's males stared at Catherine's fragile human body like a rare breeding prize, while treating Amon like garbage.
"He's a cursed, cold-blooded freak! His rut will tear you to pieces!"
The Chief sneered, pointing a thick, accusing finger at Amon.
"By tribal law, you must mate with our strongest tiger and bear shifters to give us powerful cubs!"
Humiliated, Amon's broad shoulders slumped, his fists trembling in suffocating shame as he prepared to back away.
Catherine's heart pounded with fierce, burning anger.
When she was about to be eaten, Amon was the only one who bled for her.
Where were these arrogant bullies then? Why should she let them treat her savior like a monster?
As the tribe's strongest warriors swarmed forward to claim her, Catherine stepped directly in front of Amon's lethal claws.
"I don't need any of you," she declared, her voice cutting through the chaos.
"I will mate with Amon and take his beast mark today!"

9.7
The Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes. But as Alpha King Damien Blackmoor stood before his entire kingdom and rejected his fated mate, he wondered if the goddess had finally lost her mind. Aria Thornwood was weak. Wolfless. Worthless. And the only woman destiny had chosen for him. Humiliated before thousands, Damien cast her into exile, choosing pride over prophecy. He told himself it was for the best. He told himself the Moon Goddess made a mistake. He told himself these lies for five years. Until the curse came. Until his kingdom began to die. Until the ancient prophecy revealed that only the True Luna could save them all.
Now Damien must journey into the wilderness to find the woman he destroyed and beg for her help. But Aria is no longer the broken girl he rejected. She has become something the world has never seen, a True Luna, more powerful than any Alpha in history. She doesn't need a king. She doesn't need a mate. And she is not interested in forgiveness. The Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes. Damien did. And winning back his rejected mate will require more than his crown. It will require his heart. Some bonds cannot be broken. Some kings must learn to kneel. And some love is worth any price.

7.7
Chelsey loved Brett for seven years and tried everything for a baby-doctors, IVF, surgeries. Then she found out he'd been dosing her food with contraceptives.
She woke back at the fire years earlier and watched Brett carry another woman out, leaving Chelsey to choke in smoke. She realized he'd been reborn too-and picked his "true love."
Chelsey walked away and married Julian, her friend's cousin and the hot firefighter who saved her; he gave her all his money the day they married.
Brett scoffed... until Chelsey shone at an AI summit and Julian's real identity shocked him.
Seeing her with twins and another baby coming, Brett begged, "Come back to me! Please!"

9.2
I woke up suffocating in the dark, only to find my mind trapped inside a tiny, plump, and entirely uncoordinated body.
A cold, mechanical voice echoed in my brain, announcing that I was dead in my original world and had transmigrated into a corporate revenge novel as the six-month-old illegitimate daughter of Edward McClure, the story's ruthless villain.
The system mercilessly outlined my doomed fate. Tonight, my cold-blooded father would abandon me to a state orphanage. By age two, he would officially sign my rights away, leaving me to die miserably at the hands of human traffickers. Outside my nursery, I could hear his terrifying footsteps approaching, his voice devoid of any human warmth as he debated throwing me out like garbage. I was completely helpless, trapped in a baby's body, staring up at a man who looked at me with pure, visceral disgust.
Why did I have to be reborn as the tragic cannon fodder of a tyrant destined to put a bullet in his own head? How was I supposed to win over a severe germaphobe when my unequipped infant reflexes made me literally pee and vomit all over his pristine Tom Ford suits?
"Your ultimate mission is to prevent Edward McClure's self-destruction. Step one: Survive tonight's abandonment crisis."
Hearing the system's terrifying ultimatum, I swallowed my adult panic, forced a pool of pitiful tears into my large eyes, and reached my chubby little hands toward the monster.