Rejected Mate: Rise of the Lycan Princess
Cora Snow has always been the outcast of the Lincoln Pack. At twenty, her wolf remains dormant, leaving her weak, overlooked, and an easy target for ridicule. She’s invisible, until the night her wolf finally awakens.
That same night, Cain, the Alpha’s enigmatic son, returns to the pack, accompanied by Cora’s sister, the golden image of everything Cora is not. Fate strikes cruelly: Cain, her destined mate, rejects her before she can even speak. Humiliated and broken, Cora flees, disappearing into the shadows of the wilderness. And no one, neither her pack nor her own family bats an eye. To them, she has always been nothing.
But Cora is far from nothing. What begins as a quiet spark of survival quickly ignites into a force no one could anticipate. The weak wolf they scorned is about to become the most powerful, feared, and untouchable creature the pack has ever known. And when destiny calls, the girl they laughed at will have the power to rewrite everything.....including Cain’s heart.
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Chapter: Chapter 226 Third Person's POV The room was silent except for the faint hum of the lights. Persephone stood in front of the tall windows, looking down at the city. Los Angeles stretched beneath her, bright and restless even this late at night. Cars moved along the streets like streams of light. Buildings rose into the darkness, filled with people who had no idea that their world was about to change. For centuries, Persephone had existed beneath the earth. Now she was standing above it. Free. And she had no intention of wasting another moment. Behind her, Hannah and Elena stood perfectly still. Their eyes were open, but something about them was different. The warmth that usually lived in Hannah's expression was gone. So was Elena's familiar spark. They were still there. Somewhere beneath the compulsion. But Persephone had buried those parts beneath layers of commands, distorted memories, and carefully chosen emotions. She hadn't erased them. She had simply changed what they believ
Last Updated: 2026-08-24
Chapter: Chapter 225 Third Person's POV The Daywalker Council had descended into chaos. For centuries, the Elders had kept their secrets buried beneath layers of laws, traditions, and silence. Now those secrets were coming apart. The ancient prison had been found. Persephone was free. Hannah and Elena were missing. And for the first time in generations, the Council was no longer sure it understood the threat it was facing. Atreus stood in the middle of his estate, staring at the map spread across the table. The Council had finally given them the location. The ancient temple. The underground prison. The place where Hannah and Elena were most likely being held. It wasn't much. But it was something. Eric stood opposite him, studying the marked routes. "We'll need a team at the entrance," he said. "Another group can circle around in case there's another way inside." Anton nodded. "And if the Veil is still there?" "We fight." Devon looked toward Atreus. "You think th
Last Updated: 2026-08-22
Chapter: Chapter 224Third Person's POVFor the first time in centuries, Persephone stood beneath an open sky.She stopped at the entrance of the temple and lifted her face toward the night.The wind moved through her blond hair.She closed her eyes.Freedom.The word barely captured what she felt.Behind her, Angus emerged from the temple.He watched her quietly.For so long, he'd imagined this moment.He'd imagined taking her somewhere far away from the people who had imprisoned her. Somewhere they could disappear and finally live without anyone hunting them.He stepped closer."We should go."Persephone opened her eyes."Go where?""Anywhere you want."She turned toward him."Anywhere?"Angus nodded."It's over now my love. We can leave, there's nothing tying us here anymore. We are finished here"Her expression changed."No."Angus frowned."No?""I haven't."She looked back toward the temple."The seal is broken.""Yes.""I'm free.""Yes."She turned to him."Then I can finally do what I promised mys
Last Updated: 2026-08-18
Chapter: Chapter 223 Third Person's POV The doors opened with a deep groan. Hannah and Elena were dragged into the chamber. Neither of them had been told where they were going, weakening collars had been snapped around their neck before they were dragged off. The corridors beneath the temple seemed endless, twisting deeper into the earth until even the sounds of the world above disappeared. Hannah stumbled as the Daywalker holding her arm shoved her forward. Elena immediately caught her. "Don't touch her." The Daywalker ignored her. They were brought into a vast circular chamber. Hannah stopped. Her breathing caught. She knew this place. She had never been here. Yet somehow. She knew it. The enormous pillars. The ancient symbols carved into the walls. The blue light glowing beneath the stone. The massive seal at the center of the chamber. Her eyes widened. "No." Elena looked at her. "What?" Hannah stared at the seal. "I've seen this." Elena frowned. "When?" "In my visions." Th
Last Updated: 2026-08-16
Chapter: Chapter 222Atreus' POV Everyone was exhausted, but nobody was resting properly. Wounded wolves occupied the bedrooms and the sitting room. Daywalker Sentinels stood watch throughout the house, while the surviving commanders moved between rooms, checking on their people and trying to piece together what had happened. The estate we'd lost was still burning in my mind. Hannah and Elena were gone. Angus had betrayed us. And no one knew where he'd taken them. I stood near the window, staring out at the dark Los Angeles skyline. We had moved here because we needed somewhere secure. Somewhere the Veil wouldn't immediately think to search. But safety felt like an illusion now. They had found us once. They could find us again. Behind me, Eric ended a phone call. I turned. He lowered the phone slowly. "Elena's parents?" He nodded. "The Alpha King and Queen." "What did they say?" Eric rubbed a hand over his face. "They're sending more wolves." "Good." "They wanted to come themselves."
Last Updated: 2026-08-15
Chapter: Chapter 221Angus' POV The deeper I went, the quieter the temple became. The sounds of the Veil disappeared behind me one by one until there was nothing left but the echo of my footsteps against the ancient stone. I knew these halls better than anyone. I had walked them centuries ago. Back when this place had been a sanctuary instead of a prison. Back when she had still been free. I stopped at the end of the corridor. The massive stone doors stood before me. They were covered in ancient markings, most of them worn down by time. Wards had been carved into the stone and reinforced over the centuries. I reached toward them. The moment my fingers touched the surface, the symbols began to glow. One after another. The doors groaned. Then they opened. Cold air rushed past me. I stepped inside. The chamber was enormous. The ceiling disappeared into darkness above me. Stone pillars surrounded the center of the room, each one covered in old symbols. And in the middle. The seal. It had
Last Updated: 2026-08-15
Revenge of The Woods Heiress.
Betrayed. Murdered. Reborn.
Astrid Woods, the only daughter of billionaire Arthur Woods, believed she had married the love of her life.
Instead, Adam Pierce married her for her inheritance.
Together with her best friend Miley Perez, they poisoned her father, stole her empire, and left her to die with the child growing inside her.
But death was not the end.
Astrid wakes up the night before her wedding.
This time, the naive heiress is gone.
In her place stands a woman with one goal.
Revenge.
She will ruin Adam.
She will destroy Miley.
And she will make them beg for mercy.
But just when her revenge begins, a powerful man returns to her life.
Ares Antonovich, the billionaire who once loved her, now stands by her side.
And he holds a secret that could change everything.
Because in this life…
Astrid is not the only one who came back from the dead.
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Chapter: Chapter 48 Astrid’s POV I woke slowly. Not because I was rested. But because my body felt like it belonged to someone else. Heavy. Slow. For a few quiet seconds, I simply stared upward. White ceiling. Soft light. A room I didn’t recognize. Silence pressed around me. No voices. No footsteps. No panic. Just stillness. My mind floated through the quiet haze before reality struck all at once. The bar. Miley. The drinks. The hotel. The man. My breath caught violently. I sat up too fast. The room tilted. A sharp wave of dizziness rolled through me so suddenly I grabbed the edge of the bed. My pulse began climbing. Too fast.........too hard. Memory came in flashes. Miley smiling. The hotel room. Hands grabbing my arms. The sound of camera flashes. A strange man climbing onto the bed. My chest tightened so hard it hurt. I swung my legs over the side of the mattress. Something hot and bitter climbed my throat. I hated it. Hated w
Last Updated: 2026-06-03
Chapter: Chapter 47 Third-Person POV Miley Perez had always believed fear was something that happened to other people. Fear was for weak girls crying in bathrooms after heartbreaks. For desperate men losing money. For people without power. Miley had spent too many years surviving to become one of those people. But tonight, Tonight, for the first time in a very long time She was afraid. The heels she had abandoned somewhere during her escape were gone now. Her bare feet slapped against wet pavement as she hurried down the dim alley behind the nightclub, clutching her phone tightly enough to hurt. Her breathing came fast. Uneven. Panicked. The image of Ares Antonovich standing in that hotel room would not leave her mind. Those eyes. God. She had seen angry men before. Adam when business deals failed. Clients when they lost money. Her father during drunken rages years ago. But Ares? Ares had looked like the kind of man who could kill without raising his voice. And worse He had looked
Last Updated: 2026-05-14
Chapter: Chapter 46 Third-Person POV It did not take Astrid all at once. It swallowed her in pieces. First her legs. Then her hands. Then her voice. She could still hear. Still think. Still feel. And that was the cruelest part. Her body had become a prison she could not command. She felt hands beneath her arms dragging her across tile. Her shoes scraped weakly against the floor, then disappeared from her feet altogether. Voices moved around her in muffled waves, warped and distorted by the drug flooding through her system. “Put her on the bed.” “She’s heavier than she looks.” Miley laughed. Astrid tried to move. Nothing happened. Terror clawed up her throat. No Not like this. Not again. She forced her eyes open. Blurred ceiling. Hotel room. Soft golden lights overhead. A strange man leaning over her. Miley standing nearby with her phone already in hand, smiling like this was a party. Panic hit Astrid so hard it nearly tore her apart. Her lips parted. No sound came. The man
Last Updated: 2026-05-04
Chapter: Chapter 45Astrid’s POVThe moment I stepped out of the car and looked up at the glowing sign above the bar, something in my chest tightened.It wasn’t the place itself.The bar was one of those polished upscale lounges designed to look effortless....dim amber lighting, expensive leather seating, a polished black entrance framed by gold accents and security men in tailored suits. The kind of place wealthy people came to pretend they were ordinary while spending enough on cocktails to pay someone’s rent.Nothing about it was alarming.And yetInstinct pressed cold fingers down my spine.Maybe it was because Miley had sounded too eager on the phone.Maybe it was because in my first life I had trusted her completely, and now every smile from her felt like a knife wrapped in silk.Or maybe it was because my body had learned the shape of danger before my mind did.I stepped inside anyway.Because if Miley was planning somethingTonight, I intended to see it clearly.The hostess led me through the cro
Last Updated: 2026-05-03
Chapter: Chapter 44Third-Person POVThe city looked beautiful from the penthouse windows.That was the thing about wealth......it dressed monsters in silk and glass and made cruelty look elegant from a distance.Inside his office, Adam Pierce stood with one hand in his pocket and the other pressed against the cool window, staring down at the streets below with a face carved from restraint.But restraint was all it was.A mask.Beneath it, anger still boiled.He could still see it if he closed his eyes......Astrid standing beside Ares Antonovich, laughing with him, looking at another man with a softness she had once reserved for Adam alone.And worseHe could still see the revulsion on her face when he touched her.Revulsion.As if he disgusted her.His jaw clenched.His phone buzzed against the desk.He picked it up without looking.“Miley.”The response came immediately.“Well? You sound murderous.”Miley Perez’s voice carried its usual sharp amusement, but Adam was not in the mood for games.“She’s sl
Last Updated: 2026-05-02
Chapter: Chapter 43Astrid’s POVVictory, I was learning, had a taste.Not sweet.Not satisfying in the way I once imagined.It tasted sharp......like adrenaline still lingering under the tongue, like restraint clenched so tightly your jaw ached from it.I did not allow myself to look back as I walked out of the ballroom.The applause had faded behind me. The music had resumed. Conversations had started again in polite, measured voices as if drama had not just taken place beneath crystal chandeliers and expensive smiles.But I knew what had happened in that room.Adam had tried to embarrass me publicly.And I had turned his knife back on him.My heels clicked against the marble corridor outside the ballroom, each sound unnaturally loud in the quiet. My pulse had not yet settled. My hands looked steady, but I could still feel the rush of it beneath my skin.....the rage, the restraint, the triumph.I exhaled slowly.“Careful.”The voice came from behind me, smooth and low.“If you keep doing that, people m
Last Updated: 2026-04-27
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