The Tale of a Rejected Half breed
Amyra,a half-breed werewolf girl born of a banished queen who was exiled after an illicit affair with a human, struggles to find her bearing in a world that would never accept her. She has always longed for acceptance and belonging, despite all the abuse, scorn and betrayal from the same people she has once cared for. After her clan was invaded by her treacherous grand uncle Valtor, who was power thirsty and sought also to destabilize the peace of the four tribes which had lived in harmony for ages. Amyra’s world is shattered further. Following the betrayal of her best friend Claire, who secretly works with the enemy and also had long grievances against her, she feels lost and alone. However, she encounters a powerful lycan—once her captor—turned into her lover, he helps her reclaim her strength and rightful place. As love blossoms and her destiny unfolds,Amyra forges her own path, rising against the darkness and betrayal .
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Chapter: Who Was That Girl?Chapter 5Tristan's POV:I sat at my high throne that stood majestically in the grand hall, its presence commanding reverence and awe. Carved from a single block of polished ebony, it absorbed the light around it, radiating an aura of power and sophistication. Intricate patterns of gold and silver adorned its surface, depicting scenes of mythical creatures and celestial bodies. The armrests were shaped like lions' heads, their mouths open in a fierce roar, while the legs were designed to resemble serpents, coiled and ready to strike.As one approached the throne, they couldn't help but feel a sense of grandeur and majesty. It seemed to whisper tales of ancient kingdoms, forgotten wars, and legendary rulers. The throne's design exuded an air of regality, as it had witnessed the rise and fall of empires. Soft, velvety cushions in a deep, rich black adorned the seat. The throne's backrest rose high, supporting my stature and bearing, symbolising my authority and dominance."Speak." I sai
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Chapter: Secret Enemy Chapter 4Amyra's POV:With a swift turn, I dragged her by the collar and pushed her, slamming her back against a tree bark."It was you all along!" Anger flashed through my eyes."What are you talking about?" Claire asked after struggling to get herself back."Where's your necklace?" I asked as I noticed the necklace was no longer on her neck but rather in her hands with some of its pieces scattered on the floor. "You're the one enabling them to track us down.""Yes, you've caught me, well done." Claire clapped as she gave a wild grin, her eyes flashing with contempt.The expression on her face sent shivers down my spine. I've never seen Claire look so evil before. I was weakened to my knees, desperately hoping it was all a dark joke."How could you be among the ones scheming against our people? Come to think that I trusted you, and now this?! What have I done to deserve this?" I asked, struggling not to cry in front of her."Everything, you worthless half-breed. You're the reason wh
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Chapter: Bloody FestivalChapter 3Amyra's POV:The crowd gasped in horror as Luke fell flat on his face, swimming in the pool of his own blood. Turned out Kael couldn't stand the shame of defeat. Engulfed with rage, he had taken out his hidden gun, and shot at the unsuspecting winner, blowing his head off. The once celebrated match had turned into a travesty of honour and sportsmanship.Orlando roared in outrage, summoning pack enforcers to restrain Kael. But instead of holding him down, they surrounded Kael with their eyes cold and calculating. Without hesitation the pack enforcers opened fire at the audience. The crowd scrambled to get out of their way, but it was too late. Werewolves from within the darkness emerged, attacking the audience. The pack enforcers aim were true and precise; they were targeted at the members of the Moon glow pack. Then the realisation hit me. This was the planned invasion, the planned attack. "No no no." I cried, moving my head sideways.The hall was in disarray as people scra
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Chapter: The Confrontation Chapter 2Amyra's POV:"How dare you barge into my den like that?" Luna Haelynn asked, her face flushed with guilt. Alpha Valtor quickly scrambled out of bed and walked pass me with a stern look, his shoulders brushing mine."What do you think you're doing?" I demanded trying to keep my voice steady."What are you talking about? Get out of my den!" She spat, as her eyes flashed with anger.I took a deep breath and tried to explain what I had seen, but before I could finish she cut me off."Accusing me of...of... this?" She laughed mockingly. "You really have no idea what I can do to you."Her subtle threat sent chills down my body, but I wasn't going to back down. A lot was going wrong in our Pack and something needs to be done quickly about it.I could feel my blood boil, but I kept my cool. "I'm telling everyone the truth. You're supposed to be a leader not a seductress!" I exclaimed at the end.The Luna's face turned red with rage, "You dare call me names?" She lashed, "I'll have y
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Chapter: Too Many Hidden Secrets Chapter 1 Amyra's POV:My mind skipped beats at intervals as I approached the palace. It was one place I'd give up anything to not visit due to the evil people habouring there, but I just couldn't stop going. It was from here myself and my mother fed, so if we stopped working here it'd cost us a lot. Wishes couldn't be horses for once, could it?Getting into the palace, I quickly went over to join the other slaves in cleaning the palace, sliding my phone into my sling bag, but Luna Haelynn still somehow caught me."What are you peasant doing, coming late?""I'm sorry." I mumbled, tilting my head a bit from her gaze."I asked for an answer, not an apology."I had....""You know what? Save it." She uttered with disgust whilst the other slaves stole quick glances at us. "Now get to work!" She had not finish leaving the sitting room when a guard ran inside."Alpha Greg's uncles are here." He breathed out.The three of them? At the same time? How weird."Hurry Amyra. Make yourself useful
Last Updated: 2025-09-22