Rejected By The Alpha King, Claimed By The Lycan King
Scarlet Underwood had always fancied herself in love with Alpha Alex, she always knew he would be the one she would get married to. It was a dream come true to finally walk down the aisle and become not only his mate but the Luna of the pack.
However, everything came crashing down when Kayla, Scarlet's best friend, claimed she was pregnant with Alpha Alex's child.
Hurt, betrayed, and angry, Scarlet runs away.
She gets attacked by rogues but is saved by Damien, the feared Lycan King, and it is painfully obvious by the sparks flying that they are mates.
Damien, the reclusive Lycan King, is unsure what to do with his mate.
He harbors a dark secret that may threaten to harm her if she chooses to stay with him, but he can't deny the burning attraction and pull he feels to her.
Will Scarlet open up her heart to the possibility of love after having been burned once?
And will Damien find a way around the curse and claim his mate?
Join Damien and Scarlet on their journey of love, sacrifice, and betrayals!!!
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Chapter: THANK YOU ALL (Lovians)Hello Lovians. Thank you all for reading to the end. It wasn't easy, but thank the creator I was able to pull through. It wasn't easy. Either ways, I really appreciate you all for your tokens(Trust me, I did not take it for granted), and for trusting, and believing in me thus far. Love you all. See you all in my next book. WINKS!Huggies! Hahaha! Thank you all. I'm so grateful!
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Chapter: Chapter 190: A Lovely End (THE END)Scarlet’s POVThe Grand Hall of the Blood Moon was bathed in a sea of golden candlelight.Long banquet tables fashioned from mountain cedar stretched from the high stone dais down to the heavy arched doors, groaning beneath roasted venison, spiced honey-bread, and pitchers of dark blackberry wine. Hundreds of wolves from every corner of our five allied territories had gathered. Laughter, music from wooden flutes, and the clinking of iron tankards bounced off the carved stone rafters, sweeping away the last phantom memories of the war.High upon the dais, Damien sat in the great Alpha chair carved of dark northern oak.He wore a mantle of rich crimson wool bordered with soft silver fox fur, pinned at his throat with an ancient clasp of pure river iron. His dark hair was brushed back, his jaw clean-shaven save for the familiar shadow of stubble, and his golden eyes watched the crowded hall with a serene, unyielding pride. The hardened warrior who had spent months fighting out of chains h
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Chapter: Chapter 189: A Beautiful FamilyScarlet’s POVThe mountain snow began to melt under the steady warmth of the early spring sun.Water trickled in cheerful, sparkling streams down the gray granite bluffs of the Blood Moon territory, washing the last traces of winter frost into the swollen river below. The high valleys, once choked with ash and ice, now burst into vibrant life. Pale green shoots poked through the dark soil, and the scent of wild mountain pine mingled with blooming dogwood and sweet heather.The great packhouse had completely shed its war skin.The heavy iron barricades in the bailey had been taken down, replaced by long wooden trestle tables where weavers dried fresh linen and women bundled dried herbs for the coming season. Sentries still patrolled the high ridge, but their spears rested loosely against their shoulders, their eyes scanning peaceful valleys rather than watching for witch-fires in the dark.Up in the private gardens behind the keep, the afternoon sun cast warm, golden squares across the
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Chapter: Chapter 188: A Sweet EndingScarlet’s POVThree weeks of soft northern snow blanketed the scarred earth of the courtyard.The black scorch marks from Ahendrilla’s siege were buried beneath a clean, sparkling white crust. The blacksmith’s forge still sang, but now it shaped plowshares and iron hinges instead of jagged war spears. The great valley was quiet, breathing in the cold, crisp peace it had been denied for nearly a year.Up in the high tower, the heavy cedar door stood open.Joel stood by the stone hearth, tightening the brass buckle of a new leather harness across his chest. His movements were slow, but the stiffness in his left shoulder was nearly gone, the deep wound stitched clean and knit tight by winter herbs and rest. He wore a heavy traveling coat of lined wolf fur, dyed dark slate, gifted from the pack’s private stores. At his side hung a finely forged longsword, its pommel capped with polished silver.Beside the door rested two leather saddlebags, packed thick with salted venison, mountain travel
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Chapter: Chapter 187: The End Is NearScarlet’s POVThe high horns of the Blood Moon sounded three long, golden blasts that echoed through the mountain valley.It was the victory call.From the crest of the pine hill, I saw the packhouse gates swing wide. Hundreds of our people lined the stone switchbacks, spilling out into the lower bailey. Women with flour on their aprons, old trackers leaning on timber staves, and young pups darting between the legs of returning sentries—all of them watched our column approach.Nobody cheered with wild abandon. Too much blood had soaked the snow over the past year for foolish noise. But as Damien’s black stallion cleared the archway, men slammed iron-clad fists against their breastplates, heads bowing low in profound, reverent silence.Damien reined in at the base of the wide courtyard stairs. His black armor was scorched from sulfur, his jaw smeared with dried gore, but he sat tall and broad as the mountain itself.He slid down first, his boots striking the cobblestones, and turned to
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