Rejected by My Alpha

Cayden Gomez and I were destined to be mates, bound by the Moon Goddess herself. But when Kaitlyn Snyder whispered her lies, he turned his back on that bond. In one brutal moment, he shattered me. His claws tore through my chest, and he shoved me into the depths of a rogue-infested territory. That was the moment I realized my efforts were in vain. As punishment, the mate bond—once vibrant and full of emotion—was severed, leaving me hollow. No jealousy, no anger, no pain. Just emptiness. Later, when Cayden finally noticed my indifference, he demanded, his voice trembling, “You used to care so much. Why don’t you react when I’m with her?” I only looked at him, calm and detached, as I performed the rejection ritual.

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Cayden Gomez and I were destined to be mates, bound by the Moon Goddess herself.

But when Kaitlyn Snyder whispered her lies, he turned his back on that bond.

In one brutal moment, he shattered me.

His claws tore through my chest, and he shoved me into the depths of a rogue-infested territory.

That was the moment I realized my efforts were in vain.

As punishment, the mate bond—once vibrant and full of emotion—was severed, leaving me hollow. No jealousy, no anger, no pain. Just emptiness.

Later, when Cayden finally noticed my indifference, he demanded, his voice trembling, “You used to care so much. Why don’t you react when I’m with her?”

I only looked at him, calm and detached, as I performed the rejection ritual. “I, Selene Robertson, reject you, Cayden Gomez, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, as my mate.”

And I walked away without a second glance.

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On my birthday, Cayden stood before me, his Alpha aura radiating cold authority.

“Selene,” he said, his voice low and dangerous, “I never wanted to hurt you.”

“But you crossed a line. Kaitlyn is pregnant with my pup. How could you try to harm her?”

Before I could respond, his claws slashed through my chest, the pain searing through me as he pushed me over the edge of the territory’s boundary.

I tumbled into the rogue-infested wasteland, the impact knocking the breath from my lungs.

Above me, I heard Kaitlyn’s voice, trembling with false concern. “Alpha, I don’t know why she would do this to me. I’m just so grateful you were here to protect me.”

Cayden’s voice was cold and dismissive. “She deserves this. Anyone who would harm you deserves to suffer.”

Kaitlyn feigned hesitation. “But… she’s your mate.”

Cayden’s response was final, his Alpha tone cutting through the air like a blade. “Mate? Kaitlyn, you’re the only one I want by my side.”

Those words echoed in my ears as I lay broken on the ground, the scent of blood and rogue territory surrounding me.

And then, as the bond between us flickered and died, I heard the whisper of my wolf, faint and distant.

“It’s over,” she said, her voice heavy with resignation.

The mate bond was gone, leaving only silence in its wake.

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9.0

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7.5

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8.4

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8.4

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7.1

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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