Rejected Luna: Mated to the king of Alphas
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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Chapter 5
As Amelia raised her head, her gaze locked with the last person she could ever imagine. She swallowed hard. The scent became stronger, more blinding of her thoughts and feelings and she felt a pull towards him instantly.
"I hereby present the future Alpha of this pack, Alpha Kasper..." the whole atmosphere was filled with applause, from one end of the ceremonial ground to the other and his father placed a crown on his head.
As soon as the crown touched his head, all the werewolves went on their knees and pledged allegiance to the new Alpha. The Beta stepped forward and bowed to the Alpha with his hand on his chest.
While this was going on, the scent was so hard and Alpha Kasper couldn't hold back. He descended the podium, he'd found his mate, he thought the moon goddess was going to give him Chelsea, his childhood sweetheart and best friend.
He knew the direction the scent was coming from. But he couldn't see who his mate was. Everywhere seemed crowded and he could only see a pair of eyes, he locked eyes with her but he needed her to step out, she's his mate, the future Luna of the pack.
If Chelsea can't be his Luna, she would be his chosen concubine, if she doesn't mind. He cannot live without Chelsea and he cannot as well, refuse the moon goddess chosen mate for him.
As Alpha Kasper walked closer, the scent became stronger, hitting him hard like an avalanche. Everyone immediately knows that the other part of the ceremony was about to be experienced.
Who is the chosen mate for the new Alpha?
Who's going to be the Pack's Luna?
The excitement was all over, everyone was still, calm and eagerly waiting for the Alpha to locate her. Chelsea thought he would come towards her, she was all smiles and she adjusted herself, this is the time when her position will be affirmed before the entire pack members.
That day, she was going to move into the pack house as Luna. Her dream was about to be fulfilled and she waited. Alpha Kasper got to the place where she was seated with her father, he paused and shook his head and kept walking towards the scent.
The closer he gets, the stronger the scent becomes. Amelia was shivering. The scent was getting stronger, was he coming towards her? It cannot be, no, it should be someone else, not the newly crowned Alpha.
She bowed her head, she dared not raise it. She shut her eyes. Her calamity was about to befall her. She doesn't know the gravity of her sin in her past life and this lifetime was the time of reckoning.
Chelsea's excitement was immediately drenched when she saw Alpha Kasper walk past her to the crowded pack members behind her. No, he cannot have another woman as his mate. Only she is qualified to be his mate, his Luna to rule by his side.
She's on par with him in terms of sword skills. She's beautiful and from a reputable family in the pack. Who dares to compete with her over Kasper? Everyone knows in the entire pack that she is his woman.
Beta Night subconsciously took his daughter's hand and massaged it. She should not worry, Alpha Kasper can reject whoever his mate is if he isn't pleased with her and chooses her instead.
Besides, she can still be his concubine and birth the future Alpha if all things goes well. In either way, she cannot lose Kasper, that is something he knows within him.
Suddenly, Amelia cannot help it but shut her eyes open. The scent was choking and it was just in time as the Alpha stood before her. The people seated around her, had all moved aside to give a proper glare on Amelia.
Alpha Kasper was about to command her to raise her head when she did. Was there already a mind link between them? And immediately he saw who his chosen mate was, he was mad and growled loudly.
Now, his parents came over, Beta Night did the same. Kasper glared at the woman on the floor sitting so below everyone in the pack, a real indication of her position.
When the Beta saw Amelia, his anger rose within him. He feels like breaking her neck at that moment. She's thin and weak and it wouldn't take too much pressure from his hands to break those long necks of hers.
Chelsea fisted her hand. Of all the women in the pack, the moon goddess didn't see anyone to choose for Alpha Kasper except the cursed Omega, a mistake from her father's bloodline?
Is the moon goddess slumbering or has lost her eye sight that she didn't see her and chose this worthless Omega to be the future Luna? Oh, now she knows that even the moon goddess is suffering from short eyesight.
"Get up!" The Alpha commanded and Amelia quickly did, bowing her head. She had said that she wasn't going to come but Nana insisted and now, her life was about to end, in such a gruesome way.
Nana stood up after Amelia. Her hands were shaking. She wanted the best for Amelia but not to have her die in such a way. Why is the moon goddess playing pranks on her and Amelia this way?
"Who said you could come here after being forbidden from gathering with other pack members?" Beta Night thundered. This evil thing that came from his bloodline to ruin their lives and happiness forever had come here to ruin Chelsea's happiness as well?
He glanced at her from her head to her toes and smirked. She looked so shabby and cheap. Her dress was best used to clean footwear than to be worn and yet, she brought her cursed self to the ceremonial ground?
"I did" Nana replied from behind Amelia before adding "If Amelia is going to be punished for coming here, I will gladly accept the punishment in her place" he declared.
Now, there were loud murmurings coming from all the pack members. "She was cursed, she wasn't supposed to be there"
"She is an outcast, a dredge and a calamity to her own family"
"She was supposed to have been beheaded and sacrificed to the ravins"
The murmurings were loud enough for the Alpha to hear them all. His palm formed into a fist and his eyes had taken a shade of fiery red. He was furious and mad and it was visible for all.
"Silence everyone!" Alpha Kasper thundered.
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