The Alpha King's One-Time Rejected Mate
Talia Graves, a fierce warrior raised within the powerful Black River Pack, was chosen by Alpha Thomas to be his Luna until he shattered everything. At a lavish pack ceremony, welcoming the Alpha home from a month-long summit. He is not alone, flanked by a stunning new she-wolf: Mira. Before the entire pack, he formally rejects Talia and names Mira his future Luna. Reeling from heartbreak and betrayal, Talia is ordered to serve as Mira’s guard and protect the future Luna with her life if needed. The final insult. But she refuses. With her younger sister Alina in tow, Talia flees, determined to protect the only family she has left. Leon, Thomas’s Beta, has sinister plans for Alina. Staying would mean surrendering her baby sister to a fate worse than exile. Branded traitors and rogues, the sisters are hunted. They brave harsh elements, feral wolves, and the pain of losing their pack. Just when hope is slipping away, rescue comes from an unlikely source: Casius, the Beta of the Obsidian Crown Pack. He offers safety—but Talia suspects his intense protection of Alina is concerning. Is it fate? Or something more dangerous? They settle, and Talia carves out a new identity on her terms. She’s offered a position as a trainer and the king's second chance mate. But her growing influence draws jealousy from rival warriors—especially Ilode, a dominant she-wolf with her sights on the King and Talia's new position. Talia doesn’t want power, but she needs it to protect Alina. Lucian sees her not as broken but as a survivor who will serve him and his pack well. Rogue attacks escalate, and Talia’s past threatens to destroy everything she’s rebuilt. She must choose: stay and fight for the future she wants or run again.
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Chapter: Watchers In The ShadowsKing Lucian's POVBoth he and his Beta stood in silence, watching the chaos unfold below. The ridge overlooked the clearing like a throne carved by nature itself—a vantage point meant for rulers, for strategists, for predators assessing territory not with fear, but with cold calculation and years of royal training had taught Lucian the art of detachment, of seeing violence as data, patterns, and consequences rather than personal calls to action. Do not interfere unless necessary. Judge only when the picture is complete. Act only when your move cannot be undone.He lived by those rules. Thrived by them.And yet— He couldn’t deny the flicker of something foreign in his chest as he observed the older she-wolf fight below. A strange tug, as if fate had reached up and curled a claw beneath his ribs, pulling his attention harder, deeper.Her movements were unlike anything he expected.Precise. Controlled. Graceful—like poetry forged in battle, sharpened by experience rather than youth. Sh
Last Updated: 2025-11-24
Chapter: Officially Going RogueBy the time Talia returned home, the house was quiet. Too quiet.Alina was gone.Panic pricked her spine—until she spotted the school bag missing from its usual spot. Right, she remembered, breathing out—last day of school. Maybe the Goddess does throw the occasional bone after all.With luck, Alina was at the pack grocery store where she worked part-time after classes. She’d be there for a few more hours, out of sight and away from suspicious eyes.Talia paced her room, heart pounding as the weight of her decision settled in. This wasn’t just an emotional reaction anymore. It was real. She was leaving. They were leaving. And if she didn’t act soon, Alina would be trapped in a nightmare—with a Beta as a wedding present.She grabbed her phone and hit the call.“Hey, Talia!” Alina answered, her voice bright, a little groggy. “What’s up?”“Alina, listen carefully,” Talia said, her voice low and urgent. “I need you to pack a bag for both of us. Nothing too heavy, just essentials. Be discr
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Chapter: The Morning AfterTalia lay wide awake, glaring at the ceiling like it owed her money.This house—this creaky, memory-soaked, emotionally exhausting house—was not helping. Her childhood bedroom, once filled with laughter, hand-me-down novels, and arguments about who ate the last brownie, now felt like a mausoleum of heartbreak. The walls had heard too many tears. The floor had soaked up too much grief. And the ceiling? Well, the ceiling was currently enduring the full weight of her disappointment.This was the home her mother had wasted away in, slowly taken by a rare cancer that only wolf shifters managed to attract like a curse. The same house where the news of her father’s body washing up on the riverbank had arrived, as cold and cruel as the rocks he’d been found on. The home where Thomas—Alpha Thomas she reminded herself bitterly—had once whispered promises of forever under this very roof. Where he’d claimed her as his chosen mate, as his future Luna.Yeah. It was time to leave this place. Maybe b
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Chapter: Couldn't Be More Humiliating: Yes It CouldGasps echoed through the crowd. Applause swelled, joyful and deafening. But Talia heard only the pounding of her heart, each beat a reminder of the impending doom.Thomas raised his hand for silence. "Tonight," he began, his voice rich and unwavering, "we celebrate not just a victory, but a new alliance. The Northern Summit has agreed to join the Black River. This bond will strengthen our territory. Making us safer. Prosperous."Cheers erupted, but he raised his hand again. Silence followed. Talia couldn’t help but admire Thomas’s ability to deliver a good speech. His pack was eating up his words, oblivious to the pain he was causing her. It was as if her family’s sacrifices meant nothing."And soon, a Luna will rise beside me."Mira stepped forward, her smile soft and her eyes sparkling with triumph.Hesitant clapping mingled with a wave of whispers and stunned silence washing over the crowd.Thomas did not look at Talia."But first," he continued, finally turning toward her, "I must
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Chapter: Unexpectedly RejectedThe clearing was alive with laughter and music, the air was thick with the scent of pine, roasting meat, and freshly crushed herbs. A bonfire crackled in the center, casting golden light across the circle of werewolves gathered for what was supposed to be a celebration of victory and unity. But for Talia, it felt more like a stage set for her personal tragedy, complete with a spotlight and a dramatic score.She stood at the edge of it all, arms crossed over her chest, her heart fluttering unevenly like a moth caught in a windstorm. Dressed in her dark leather patrol gear, warm and durable, perfect for the cool Wyoming nights, sucked for sudden shifts—she felt out of place. Her red curls were pulled back into ceremonial braids threaded with gold, a tradition passed down from her mother. The fiery strands marked her as the daughter of Elias Graves, the former Beta of Black River. Tall at five-ten, with amber eyes and porcelain skin, she was a beautiful woman. Her wolf, Kaela, mirrored h
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