The Alpha's Collared Pet: Rejected and Reborn

For ten years, I lived for Dante Moretti. I waited for my eighteenth birthday, knowing that the Alpha of the Dark Nebula was my fated mate. But when the day finally came, he didn't claim me. He brought Isabella home instead. A warrior. A political asset. "Welcome home, my future Luna," he announced to the pack, shattering my heart in front of everyone. I was just the orphan girl who couldn't Shift. A liability. To ensure I knew my place, Isabella offered me a "gift." A collar made of pure silver. To a human, it is jewelry. To a wolf, it is acid. When she locked it around my neck, the metal sizzled. The smell of my own burning flesh filled the room. I fell to my knees, screaming, looking at Dante with tears in my eyes. I begged him to stop her. But he just looked at me, his face a mask of cold logic. "Wear it," he commanded, ignoring the smoke rising from my skin. "Consider it discipline. If you take it off, you leave the Pack." He thought he was protecting me. He thought making me look weak would save me from his enemies. He didn't realize he was killing the girl who loved him. That night, I didn't just take off the collar. I closed my eyes, found the golden thread of our Mate Bond in my mind, and snapped it in half. Dante collapsed in the hallway, clutching his chest in agony as he felt our connection die. "What did you do?" he whispered into the void. "I set you free, Alpha," I said. Then I ran into the storm. He thought I was a defenseless human. He didn't know I was the lost daughter of the Royal White Wolf bloodline. And when I returned, I wouldn't be kneeling.

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Chapter 5

Dante POV:

The War Room was chaos.

"She crossed north at 00:15," Security Chief reported. "Patrol guard in Sector 4... found cowering. Claims she Commanded him."

"Commanded?" Isabella scoffed. "Please. The girl couldn't command a toaster."

I turned on her.

I saw her clearly for the first time. Vanity. Cruelty.

I chose her for politics. I thought Seraphina was too fragile for this world.

I was the fool.

"Get out," I said.

"Excuse me?"

"Get out of my house. Engagement over."

"You can't be serious. Over a pet?"

"She was my Mate!"

The confession tore out of me. The room went dead silent.

"I rejected the bond to protect her from you vultures," I snarled. "And instead, I let you torture her."

I pointed at the door. "Leave, Isabella. Before I forget I don't kill females."

She fled.

I turned to the map. "Where?"

"Toronto. Private jet. Rossi Global."

"Rossi," I slammed my fist on the table. Wood splintered. "Marco Rossi."

My enemy.

"He kidnapped her," I reasoned. My brain couldn't accept she went willingly. "He knew she was my weakness."

"Prepare the jets. Mobilize the elite guard."

"Alpha," my Beta, William, stepped in. "Crossing into Rossi territory with a war party is a declaration of war."

"He has my Mate," I said, voice dead. "If he touches her, I will bring the apocalypse."

I shoved the bloody collar into my pocket.

I would get her back. And this time, I would chain her to me if I had to.

Seraphina POV:

Waking up felt like floating.

Soft sheets. Lavender.

I opened my eyes. High ceilings, warm beams.

"Easy," a voice said.

William, the Blood Moon Beta. He was mixing something in a mortar.

"Where am I?" I rasped. Throat raw.

"My home. Toronto. You've been asleep two days."

He dipped a cloth in green paste. "Need to change the dressing. Aloe, comfrey, and a little magic."

I flinched, pulling my knees up. Covering my neck.

"Don't," I whispered.

I expected anger. Force. Stop being weak.

William stopped.

"I won't touch you without permission, Seraphina."

"But... you're a Beta."

"Authority isn't force," he said. "I am a Healer. I fix what is broken, I don't break it further."

He waited. Calm. Patient.

He was giving me control.

I lowered my hands. Tilted my chin.

"Okay."

He applied the paste. Cool relief.

"Silver toxicity was high," he said. "But your wolf... she is strong. She fought it off."

"Dante said I was weak."

"Dante Moretti is a fool," William said, voice sharpening. "He looked at a diamond and saw a rock because he didn't know how to cut it."

He finished.

"Rest. Your father is pacing a hole in the floor downstairs."

He turned to leave.

"William?"

He looked back.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Seraphina."

I lay back. For the first time, a high-ranking male touched me with kindness.

I wasn't a prisoner.

Maybe I could be a Queen.

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The rogue's claws slashed through the air, missing my face by inches as I ducked and pivoted. Moonlight glinted off his matted fur as he lunged again, teeth bared in a feral snarl. Behind me, I could hear the panicked breathing of Liam, one of our youngest warriors who'd been separated from the main patrol. "Stay behind me," I commanded, my voice carrying the unmistakable weight of an Alpha. The rogue's eyes flickered with momentary hesitation before hatred consumed them again. The midnight air was thick with the scent of blood and aggression as my pack engaged the rogue wolves who'd been encroaching on Crimson Shadow territory for weeks. We'd finally cornered them at our eastern border, but they were fighting with desperate ferocity. "Alpha Aria!" Liam called out in warning as another rogue emerged from the shadows. I spun, ready to face the new threat, but my foot caught on an exposed root. In that split second of imbalance, I saw the massive rogue leap toward Liam, claws extended toward the young wolf's throat.

Action Fantasy Werewolf

8.0

After the Alpha Rejected Me, I Married a Lycan King

8.0

The Blood Moon Ceremony began with the soft rustle of leaves and the hushed whispers of the Silver Creek Pack. I stood on the periphery, my simple worn dress a stark contrast to the elaborate gowns of the other females. My fingers nervously smoothed down the fabric—the best I owned, yet still inadequate for such an important night. "Charlotte, don't stand so tall. You're drawing attention," my mother had whispered before she died, her eyes filled with a sadness I didn't understand then. Now I did. As an Omega, I was the lowest rank in the pack hierarchy. The dirt beneath their paws. The joke they whispered behind their hands. I'd spent my entire life being reminded of my place—until the Moon Goddess blessed me with a miracle.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

9.4

MY ALPHA CHEATS ON ME, I MARRY HIS ALPHA BESTFRIEND

9.4

A deeper revenge for Alpha Alexio, my husband, for cheating on me with his Beta– “Maybe he can help me out,” I whispered to myself. I snatched the phone from Bestian, his best friend and Alpha of the new pack I ran to seek refuge. “Having sex with Alpha Bestian and sending the video to you, what if I did this, will you believe I have no interest in you again?” There was a thick silence, suspense filling the air. “Yes, he will.” Bestian’s voice brushed through. “He will,” my wolf said exactly at the same time as his, suddenly this strong connection between wolves pulled up and it seemed both of us were getting together. My body jerked back, I almost fell off the seat. This is mysterious. “What’s going on, Bestian? Are you feeling this all of a sudden?” I asked him in wonder. Bestian leaned close and muttered in a low voice. “Because I want to be your mate. You are the sweet mate I've been waiting for many years.” He smiled, then winked at me. I blushed without realizing. Will this be possible, having a sweet relationship with his best friend for real? The way I saw it, it wasn't fake any longer to hurt but some emotions were settling in. Has the moon goddess decided to give me a second chance mate in Alpha Bestian? I was confused all over again.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

8.1

My Fiancé Proposed To My Adopted Sister

8.1

When my parents placed me in the psychiatric hospital, Karina was performing a violin concert. My fiancé and younger brother were in the audience, applauding and celebrating her. That should have been my moment of glory. The violin was meant to be my twelfth birthday gift. Throughout my life, Karina and I competed over countless things. Whether I was right or wrong, my parents always took her side, immediately blaming me whenever she shed a tear. Without fail. And yet, I am their biological daughter! It was only at the moment of my death that I realized the truth. If given another chance, I would never compete with Karina for this one-sided love.

Fantasy Modern Romance

8.2

On Our Mating Day, He Claimed the Rogue

8.2

The morning of my mating ceremony arrived with a flutter of butterflies in my stomach. I stood before the ornate mirror in my preparation chamber, smoothing down the silver silk gown that hugged my curves. My fingers trembled slightly as I reached for the Bloodstone Pendant—a deep crimson gem encased in intricate silver filigree that Axel had gifted me yesterday. "It's a traditional heirloom," he'd said with those mesmerizing amber eyes. "It will strengthen our mate bond during the ceremony." I believed him. Why wouldn't I? He was my fated mate, the Alpha of Moonstone Pack, and in less than an hour, I would officially become his Luna. "Are you ready?" My handmaiden asked, adjusting the delicate silver crown on my head. "I think so," I whispered, fastening the pendant around my neck. It felt warm against my skin, almost pulsing with life.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

8.7

Rejected By My Fated Alpha

8.7

In the eyes of the world, Carmelo Tran was the cold and aloof Alpha of the Tran Pack. But in the bedroom, he was insatiable. Werewolves were known for their primal instincts, and I had always assumed his boundless appetite was simply a reflection of his nature. Until one evening, after a particularly intense session, he pulled away and said, "I’m taking a mate." My chest still heaved as I processed his words, a flicker of hope igniting in my heart. But the next moment, the man who had just been wrapped around me turned distant and cold. "I’ve decided to mark Billie," he said, his tone devoid of any warmth. "She’s a healer, and her constitution is delicate. I didn’t want to overwhelm her with my needs, so I used you to release my urges." He paused, his eyes scanning me with indifference. "But you won’t be needed anymore. Your scent is too strong, and I don’t want Billie to be uncomfortable." --- I lay on the bed, struggling to catch my breath.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

The Alpha's Collared Pet: Rejected and Reborn

Chapter 5

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