
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 9
Thirty minutes later, Alpha Stone walked into the pack house and went to the Alpha's chambers. Alpha Kasper was standing with his back to his father, his royal robe was already put off, leaving him with the inner clothing.
Alpha Stone stared at his son's back. A warrior, a trained warrior and one who had subdued packs and merged them together with the cliffwood pack was destined with a wolfless Omega.
How ironic!
“What message have you brought from the elders father?” He demanded. He knew that a meeting was summoned by the Pack's healer in respect of that curse thing she goes around with.
Nana is on his bad book, and he would bring her grey hair down at his feet. She just waited and saw what he would do to her.
“First, the elders request that you look into the injustice that Amelia was going through being referred to as a curse…” he was saying when Alpha Kasper raised his hand
“The second” he demanded and his father sighed softly. The rule of Kasper, his son, will be more brutal than his. He wouldn't take nonsense because he has zero tolerance for it.
“That you reject Amelia and leave her to fate. Whether she survived the rejection or not, that's her fate because we cannot jeopardize the fate of the royal family and the pack as a whole because someone might not survive a rejection” Alpha Stone explained.
Alpha Kasper's lips hived up with a smirk. Those elders think he is a toy that they can play with? Even if he intends to reject her, for now, he wouldn't. He wants to play around with her first.
He will so much torture her that she would beg him for the rejection because death will be more desirable by her than remaining with him.
“The elders are not going to tell me what to do. I am not you, dad” he deadpanned. He turned abruptly and faced his father, his eyes blazing red for fury.
“I am Alpha Kasper and I won't listen to any of the bullshit the elders are saying. I will do whatever I feel like doing, and they can't stop me. Anyone who dares, his head will roll and his blood will flow on the street of cliffwood pack!” He growled.
He could feel his wolf, trying to take over his human body. He was restraining it with all difficulty. If he does, he certainly knows he would devour some certain fools who parade themselves as elders of the pack.
“You should control your wolf, Kasper. You have to listen to the elders. They are the deciding party to whatever decision the Alpha is going to take concerning the pack. They don't have the right to interfere with your personal life but…” Alpha Stone was saying when Kasper interrupted him.
“Telling me what to do about my cursed mate, isn't that my private life? Who says they can advise the Alpha how or whatever he chooses to do with his mate?” He groaned.
“Nana the pack healer invited them over and made a complaint. But the final decision is solely yours to make, Alpha Kasper” Alpha Stone declared and simply nodded before stepping out of his chambers.
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“No ooo” Chelsea growled, her eyes fiery red and her fingers turned into claws and her bones cracked within a split of seconds and returned to her human form.
The elders insulted her father and she wouldn't let it go. She grabbed her sword and dashed out. She needs to teach someone a lesson and make her a public example.
Nana had crossed every line when she made a complaint against her man and now her father. The two most important personalities in her life had been ridiculed and she's not going to take it lightly.
“Chelsea, if you are to use your sword, it should be on that cursed thing locked up in the dungeon. Just a single blow, it would be over. And don't use your full strength, she's a wolfless and spineless pack member..” Beta Night instructed.
But Chelsea couldn't wait to hear that as she made her way to the old healer’s pack. Her movements were fast and swift, walking with the speed of her wolf. She soon reached the old healer's house and grawled aloud.
She gnashed her teeth, her palm fastened tightly against her sword as she made a loud howling sound. The old hag should step out at once, she was ready to finish her up.
Nana immediately stepped out and saw the fury in Chelsea's face. Her wolf form had taken over her senses and she knew it wasn't the best time to argue or exchange words with her.
She turned to leave just when Chelsea raised her hand and let it descend on the head of the healer. It was just once, she doesn't need to do it twice.
The flattened side of her sword slapped against the old healer's skull. The old healer made a painful howl. Her old body slumped. Her wolf made grasping, graggling noises. From her old skull, she felt hurt and her scalp burned. Her pain filled howl far into the pack and everyone was at alert.
“You dare to make a complaint against Alpha Kasper and the Beta? This is the warning to you. The next time I come over to settle a score with you, it's your head that would roll” she growled and walked away.
She felt light. She's the most powerful female warrior in the pack. No one dares her, not even the male warriors. Only to Alpha Kasper can her sword drop.
“Curse, curse be upon you and your offspring forever, curse curse” the healer kept howling out curses on Chelsea but she cared nothing about the vain words she was uttering.
Pack members all rushed out, all cladded with swords at hand. When they saw Chelsea, the daughter of Beta, the best female warrior, no one could stop her or say a word.
Nana's blood dropped and those who came quickly bound up her wound. It would heal fast but her scalp might be affected, her hair might fall off and was definitely not going to grow back.
In low tones and whispers, everyone condemned the act of Beta's daughter. Nana was old enough to be her grandma. How can she do this to the old woman?
As fast as it takes wildfire to spread, the news soon got to the pack house. Alpha Kasper and the royal mother rushed down and saw the pathetic state of Nana. He was going to thundered on who did it, when his servant whispered to his ears.
“Chelsea Night did it, your highness”
Hearing it was Chelsea, the Alpha slipped away and asked that Chelsea be summoned. She had no rights to take laws into her hands and hurt anyone, especially an old woman like Nana.
Rather than coming at the Alpha's summon, beta Night came instead “Your Highness, I asked to speak on behalf of Chelsea. It was a defensive fight, your Highness. Nana attacked her first and she defended herself.
You know she's a warrior. Her fighting instincts took over and her sense of defense overrule her and she didn't remember that the one who attacked her was a weak old woman”
He waved his hand and said she might have to appear before the royal court the next morning” Alpha Kasper declared.
Beta Night smirked, it should have been Amelia, she should have been the one dead instead of Nana being hurt.
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9.0
I traded my innocence to my fated mate, the Alpha King, just to get a stalk of Moonlight Grass to save my dying brother.
But after a night of agonizing physical connection, he didn't mark me. Instead, he tossed me a single, useless dried leaf and a credit card, treating our sacred bond like a cheap transaction.
When I refused his insulting offer to be his secret, nameless mistress, he choked me against a wall and banished me from his lands forever. I fled to the human city, only to watch from the shadows a week later as he publicly escorted a pure-blood noble female, preparing to make her his Luna. Meanwhile, I was forced to sell herbs in the lawless black market just to survive, where I was cornered by a gang of violent rogues.
I didn't understand. We were chosen by the Moon Goddess. When our skin touched, the mating sparks nearly blinded us both. Why did he look at me with such cold disgust? Why did he throw me away like trash, only to parade another woman as his queen?
Running for my life from the rogues, I tripped and fell onto the asphalt, right at the feet of a convoy of black SUVs.
The man stepping out was the Alpha King who had sworn to kill me if he ever saw me again.
But as the rogues demanded I be handed over, his eyes darkened with a terrifying, primal fury.
"She's mine."

8.7
I woke up from a coma in the hospital, universally condemned as the vicious daughter who pushed the beloved fake heiress, Georgina, down the stairs.
My ruthless billionaire brother, Angelo, stood over my bed with cold eyes, ready to destroy me for hurting his precious sister.
But as I looked at him, a terrifying prophecy from my coma flooded my brain. Our entire family was doomed.
In the original timeline, Georgina would team up with corporate rivals to bankrupt the company, frame Angelo, and send him to federal prison, while our parents would abandon me to die miserably.
Lying there, I didn't dare speak. I just desperately cursed my idiot brother in my head.
"This stupid brother is still yelling at me for that fake heiress. He doesn't even know he's going to be framed and sent to prison next month!"
I just wanted to stay quiet, let them ruin themselves, and run away from this toxic family.
But strangely, Angelo didn't strangle me. Instead, his attitude took a shocking turn.
He abruptly fired the driver plotting to kill him, destroyed the abusive fiancé of a family ally, and publicly humiliated Georgina at a high-society gala.
He even shielded me from our abusive parents, declaring to the world that I was the only sister he would ever protect.
I was completely terrified and confused. Why was the tyrant brother suddenly acting like a protective beast?
It wasn't until he flawlessly crushed a massive corporate attack using the exact financial secrets I had just complained about in my mind that a horrifying realization hit me.
He could hear my inner thoughts!

7.9
For five years, April Gamble loved Julian Travis with everything she had, trusting him completely.
But on a stormy night, he casually tossed a liquidation agreement at her feet, single-handedly destroying her grandfather's company.
He coldly admitted he only dated her to steal Vance Group's internal financial data.
"You were convenient," Julian said, swirling his whiskey without a shred of guilt.
Before April could even process the brutal betrayal, a breaking news alert lit up her phone.
She watched in absolute horror as her grandfather jumped from the ledge of the Vance Tower on live television.
Julian looked at her writhing, screaming form with utter boredom and simply ordered his bodyguard to throw her out.
Blinded by grief and tears, April sped into the torrential rain, only to be completely crushed by a hydroplaning transport truck at an intersection.
As the shattered glass tore into her skin and the metal crushed her ribs, she died with a hatred so pure it made her teeth ache.
Why did five years of devotion mean absolutely nothing to him? Why did her family have to die just to feed his ruthless greed?
When she opened her eyes again, the harsh hospital lights blinded her, but the familiar burn scar on her arm was gone.
She wasn't the betrayed financial analyst April Gamble anymore.
She had woken up in the body of Altagracia Blanchard, the most notorious, obscenely wealthy heiress in New York.
Julian had taken everything from her, but now, armed with a billionaire's empire, she was going to bury him.

7.5
Five years ago, Alisson Ford's adoptive family drugged her and offered her to a repulsive old investor to save their failing company.
She escaped the trap, only to accidentally stumble into the bed of Jake Yates, the most terrifying and powerful billionaire in the city.
Months later, while she was painfully giving birth to triplets in a freezing basement, her adoptive sister Bella tracked her down. Bella violently snatched Alisson's firstborn son to pass off as her own ticket into the Yates family. Then, Bella smiled as her men poured gasoline over the mattress and set the room on fire, leaving Alisson and her two remaining newborns to burn alive.
Shielding her fragile babies with her own blistering skin in the roaring inferno, Alisson's despair turned into absolute, blood-soaked hatred. She couldn't fathom how the family she had trusted for years could steal her flesh and blood and condemn her to such a horrific death.
Five years later, Alisson returns to the city as a powerful trauma specialist. She steps right into Jake and Bella's grand engagement banquet, watching coldly as her five-year-old daughter runs straight up to the untouchable billionaire and hugs his leg.
"You are a bad daddy! You abandoned Mommy and us, and now you are going to marry an ugly old witch!"

7.5
I thought my best friend Mila and my lover Preston were my only salvation from Essex Langley, the ruthless billionaire who kept me caged in his estate.
I trusted them blindly when they planned my grand escape.
But it was all a cruel setup.
Mila deliberately leaked the plan to Essex's guards to win his favor, and Preston only wanted my family's shares to pay off his massive debts.
When we were caught in the rose garden, Preston shoved me toward the guards and ran for his life.
"You're insane if you think I actually loved a freak like you!"
I was dragged back into the manor, my ribs cracking under heavy boots.
I bled out on the freezing marble floor, staring into Essex’s unhinged, mad eyes as I took my last agonizing breath.
Until the moment I died, I couldn't accept it.
I had ruined my own life, adopting a hideous punk look with fake tattoos and piercings just to make Essex hate me, all for two people who saw me as nothing but a sacrificial lamb.
Why was my blind rebellion rewarded with such a brutal betrayal?
Opening my eyes again, the white-hot pain was gone.
I was back in the freezing bedroom on my eighteenth birthday, the very night Mila would come to orchestrate my ruin.
I looked at the rebellious, smudged stranger in the mirror.
This time, I calmly washed off the black makeup, took out my lip ring, and put on a pristine white dress.
If fighting the devil got me killed, then in this life, I would tame him and make them all pay.

7.2
Aria Nightshade spent her entire life waiting for one thing: the moment her fated mate would claim her, making her Luna. But on the night of her bonding ceremony, Liam Draven rejects her in front of the entire pack-publicly, brutally, without hesitation. He chooses another woman. Leaves her shattered.
Humiliated beyond repair, Aria prepares to disappear into whatever's left of her dignity.
Then the Alpha King intervenes.
Kael Draven-feared, untouchable, a man who answers to no one-steps between them and claims her himself. Not out of mercy. Not out of love. For reasons he refuses to explain, he binds her to him with magic older than the packs themselves, then hauls her to his fortress and locks her in a tower.
Aria should be terrified.
Instead, she's angry. Defiant. And increasingly aware that the man holding her captive isn't quite what he seems.
Kael is cold, calculated, and obsessed with understanding what she is-a wolf who shouldn't have survived a bond rupture, who shouldn't be standing, who shouldn't exist. As he slowly reveals the truth about her past and her bloodline, Aria discovers that her rejection was never about her worth. It was about her power. The kind of power that could reshape the entire werewolf hierarchy.
But Liam can't accept his loss. Kael's protection becomes possession. And Aria's slow transformation from broken girl to something far more dangerous forces her to choose: remain the victim they all rejected, or rise as the Luna that will make them all bow.
Even if it means destroying everything-and everyone-she once cared about.