Rejected for being human
A one night stand with the Alpha changed her life forever. He rejected her and Humiliated her, Chose another to be his Luna.
Now she’s back stronger, colder, and holding the hand of the secret son he never knew existed.
Two years ago, Serena was just the half-human maid of Moonclaw Mansion. Powerless. Invisible. Until one night with Alpha Kael changed everything.
He took her. Then tossed her aside when she got pregnant.
But fate has a cruel memory.
Serena returns not to beg but to save her child. And when Kael sees the boy with his silver eyes, the Alpha who once cast her out begins to unravel.
He wants Serena to stay. He wants to be a father. He wants everything he gave to another.
But his Luna, Mirah, has no plans to share the crown. And Serena? She’s no longer the girl who cried when he broke her.
She’s the mother of the real heir. And she’s done being erased.
Revenge, betrayal, secret bloodlines, and a second chance that could burn the whole pack down.
One mistake made her a servant.
One child might make her a queen.
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Chapter: Chapter 15: The Return Serena The doors closed behind me with a heavy thud. It wasn’t just the sound of the mansion swallowing me whole again. It was the sound of fate locking into place. I was back. Kael walked beside me, silent, his long strides matching my slower ones as I carried Ari through the marble halls. The mansion was just as I remembered—cold floors, high ceilings, windows that let the morning light in but never the warmth. But this time, every step I took left a mark. The maids froze when they saw me. They whispered behind gloved hands, eyes darting between my pale face and the boy in my arms. Kael said nothing. He didn’t stop walking. I held Ari tighter as we moved through the halls. His skin was burning again, and his little body shivered even through the layers of fabric wrapped around him. “He needs help,” I said, my voice sharp, breaking the silence between us. Kael’s jaw tensed. “I’ve already sent for the pack doctor.” I hated the way his voice still had that com
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Chapter: Chapter 14: His name is Ari Serena The moment I named him, something inside me settled. “Ari,” I whispered as I held him close in the quiet of our little room. His skin still soft and warm, his silver eyes blinking up at me like they already knew too much. It was the name I’d chosen before he was even born. It meant lion-hearted. It meant brave. And to me, it meant mine. — Ari was the light that pulled me out of the darkest night of my life. He grew faster than I imagined. Within months, he was crawling across the floor with wild determination. By the time he turned two, he was running—bare feet slapping against the old wooden boards of our apartment, giggling as he chased the light pouring through the window. “Mama!” he shouted, his voice bright as morning. He called me that every day. Sometimes twenty times in a row, just to hear me say, yes, Ari? again and again. Other times, it was softer—when he was tired or scared or hurt. A little whisper as he reached for me, arms stretching w
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Chapter: Chapter 13: A silver reminder Serena Time passed like a whisper. Some days felt like they would never end. Others vanished before I could even understand them. But every single one built something. A routine. A rhythm. A quiet kind of peace. The bakery grew warmer with each sunrise. When we first started working there, it was small—barely five customers a day, and most of them just wanted coffee and day-old bread. But after Ma joined, everything changed. She brought her old recipes with her—the ones she used to cook back at the Moonclaw estate. Warm honey-butter rolls. Soft, garlic-twisted loaves. Fluffy meat-stuffed buns that sold out before the sun even fully rose. She never bragged about it. She just worked with a quiet kind of magic. And people noticed. Word spread across the town. Now the line started before dawn. There was laughter in the kitchen, flour on our faces, and warmth in our chests. The woman who owned the bakery gave Ma her own key. She gave me a stool to sit on when my belly got t
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Chapter: Chapter 12: Exile Serena The wind was cold. Colder than I expected for this time of year, and colder still because we had nothing but a thin blanket of hope wrapped around our shoulders. The clothes on our backs were wrinkled from hurried packing, our bags heavy with everything we owned—which wasn’t much. Just a few dresses, some savings my mother had hidden away over the years, and a soul-crushing silence we hadn’t been able to shake since we were cast out. We had left the Moonclaw estate just before dawn. No fanfare. No goodbye. Just shadows and guards who didn’t bother looking us in the eyes as we walked through the gates one last time. I didn’t cry when we left. I was numb. But now, as we stepped into the streets of a small, unfamiliar town—miles away from the forested wealth and elegance of the estate—I felt the tears burning at the edge of my eyes again. This place wasn’t much. The buildings were old but not falling apart. Simple brick and cement, most of them two
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Chapter: Chapter 11 Serena The first thing I heard was the sound of weeping. Soft, broken sobs, like someone trying not to be heard. But I knew that voice. I had heard it all my life—shouting warnings, whispering lullabies, praying behind closed doors when she thought I was asleep. My mother. I opened my eyes slowly. The ceiling was unfamiliar at first—plain, white, and blinding under a fluorescent light. Not the Alpha’s wing. Not the servant’s quarters. The clinic. A sterile scent clung to the air. Antiseptic and metal. The pillow beneath me was thin and scratchy. My mouth was dry, and my entire body ached like I’d been hit by a truck. Or worse—by truth. I turned my head, barely able to move, and there she was. Ma sat beside my bed, her back hunched forward, face buried in her palms. Her shoulders trembled with every cry. Next to her stood the pack doctor, a kind older woman with streaks of gray in her hair. She held a chart in her hands and gave me a gentle nod when she
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Chapter: Chapter 10: The rejection Serena For five days, my mother asked the same question. And for five days, I kept the answer locked behind my teeth. “Who is he, Serena?” It didn’t matter if I was sweeping the hallways, washing vegetables, or folding sheets—her voice would find me. Not always loud. Sometimes just a whisper when we passed in the corridor or shared silence in our small quarters. But always sharp. Always full of disbelief, disappointment… and a hint of desperation. I’d tell her I was tired. That I didn’t want to talk. That I needed time. But she never let it go. And I understood why. She needed a name. Not because she was nosy. Not because she wanted to judge me. But because she wanted to protect me. And I couldn’t give her that. I wasn’t protecting him. I was protecting myself. From the shame. From her reaction. From the look I knew would fall over her face when I finally said the truth out loud. Because once the name left my mouth, everything would change. And toni
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