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Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the King

“I, Darius Castellano, future Alpha of the Silverfang Pack, reject you, Serena Moreno, as my mate,” he said, his voice cold and distant. A sharp, searing pain pierced through me. When Darius Castellano—my mate and the future Alpha of the Silverfang Pack—rejected me in front of the entire pack, at the coming-of-age ceremony where I had just learned he was my destined mate, the world didn’t shatter. Not right away. No, it was slower than that. Like watching cracks spiderweb across glass—knowing it will break, but feeling powerless to stop it. My legs trembled, but I refused to fall. “No,” I whispered, barely able to hear my own voice... Heartbroken and filled with despair, I walked away from the pack. Then, during a rogue attack, I was saved by a powerful and commanding alpha king. To my astonishment, I discovered he was my true mate. How could this be? I knew that werewolves sometimes had a second chance at love, but could this really happen to me? When Alpha Darius finally realized he couldn’t live without me, he came, begging for my forgiveness. "How dare you?" my alpha king roared, his voice laced with fury. "How dare you covet my mate, my Luna!" ....
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My mate Darius looked at me as if I were something beneath him.

“Accept it, Serena,” he said. “This is bigger than you. I’m thinking of the pack, something you clearly wouldn’t understand.”

The laughter that followed was deafening, the sound ringing in my ears as I turned and ran.

The cool night air hit my face as I stumbled into the forest, tears streaming down my cheeks. My knees buckled, and I collapsed onto the ground, clutching my chest as the mate bond burned through me like fire.

Why? I asked, my voice shaking.

He’s a fool, Asha, my wolf growled, though her voice was tinged with pain. He’ll regret this.

But I wasn’t so sure.

The voices from the hall carried into the night, faint but sharp enough to pierce through my despair.

“She’s nothing,” Liana’s voice said, sweet and mocking. “Just a pebble under our feet.”

The words echoed in my mind as I curled into myself, the bond screaming its agony through every part of me.

The next morning, I stayed in my room, my body numb with exhaustion. But I couldn’t hide forever.

A sharp knock on the door jolted me from my thoughts.

When I opened it, Darius stood there, his presence as overwhelming as ever.

“What do you want?” I snapped, though my voice lacked strength.

He leaned against the doorframe, his lips curling into a smirk.

“I thought about it,” he said casually, as if last night hadn’t happened. “And I’ve decided I can’t let you go entirely.”

I blinked at him, stunned. “What?”

He stepped inside without waiting for permission, his dark eyes scanning the room.

“You feel it, don’t you?” he said, his voice soft but patronizing. “The bond. It’s still there. I can feel it too.”

My stomach churned. “So what?”

“So,” he said, his smirk widening, “I’ve come up with a solution. You’ll stay by my side. Secretly, of course. Liana doesn’t have to know.”

It took a moment for his words to sink in, but when they did, my chest burned with anger.

“You want me to be your mistress?” I asked, my voice rising.

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