REJECTED BY FATE, CLAIMED BY THE ALPHA KING
Nobody wants a rejected Omega—or so she has always been told. Cast aside by her fated mate, mocked by her pack, and scarred by betrayal, she hides behind her work as the healer, quietly mending others while her own heart bleeds. She never asked for destiny, never sought power. But fate is merciless.
When the Alpha King claims her, everything changes. Ruthless, feared, and untouchable, he binds her to him in a bond that is both salvation and curse. To belong to him means safety, but also danger beyond imagination, for enemies hunger for her downfall.
Her greatest wound comes from betrayal—her dearest friend stealing her scent and deceiving the Alpha into believing she is his fated mate. Stripped of her bond and dignity, cast aside once more, she suffers in chains and darkness. But pain shapes her into something new. She refuses to break.
The world calls her weak, unworthy, Omega. Yet buried within her is a gift tied to the moon itself, a power that could save or doom the realm. Every trial tempers her spirit, molding her into a Luna no one can ignore.
But love and power come with a price. The Alpha King’s devotion is possessive, consuming, and inescapable. To stand by him means surrendering everything—her freedom, her past, even her heart.
With war brewing and enemies rising, her destiny demands a choice: remain the broken girl once rejected, or rise as the Blessed Luna, feared and revered by all.
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Chapter: Chapter 5 – The King’s WoundThe morning after the feast, the pack’s training grounds buzzed with restless energy.Word had spread: the Alpha King himself would be observing, perhaps even sparring with the warriors. It was a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle. Every wolf, young and old, crowded the edges of the grounds, straining to catch a glimpse.Aria, summoned to tend to possible injuries, stood quietly at the fringe with her healer’s satchel. Her heart beat too quickly, though she told herself it was only because of the crowd. Only because the day promised chaos.But when Kaelen entered the clearing, his presence slammed into her chest like a blow.Clad in black training leathers, stripped of his heavy cloak, he looked even more formidable than he had at the feast. Broad shoulders, coiled muscles, movements sharp and predatory—he radiated lethal grace. His silver eyes swept across the field, and again, Aria felt that impossible pull, as if his gaze brushed over her even in the crowd.Damian strutted forward, eager
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Chapter: Chapter 4 – The Alpha King’s ArrivalThe following morning broke with an uneasy stillness.Aria woke to the sound of hurried footsteps outside the infirmary. At first, she thought it was another early rush of injured warriors or pups who had taken a tumble during training. But as the noise grew, so did the tension in the air. Voices—hushed, urgent, reverent—slipped through the canvas walls.“The Alpha King…” someone whispered.“He’s here.”“Gods above, what does he want with us?”Aria froze, her fingers tightening on the basin she had been scrubbing. For a moment, she thought she had misheard. The Alpha King? Here?That was impossible.The Alpha King never came in person. He summoned packs to his court, commanded from afar, ruled with a power that stretched across kingdoms. If he was here… it meant something monumental was stirring.She wiped her damp hands on her apron and stepped outside.The village square was alive with frenzy. Wolves darted to and fro, scrubbing the steps of the meeting hall, setting out banners, ba
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Chapter: Chapter 3 – The Healer’s HandsThe first rays of dawn slipped through the flaps of the healer’s tent, soft and gold, painting faint streaks across the canvas. Aria stretched her sore arms, feeling the weight of exhaustion seep into her bones. She hadn’t slept at all.The memories from last night—the laughter, the sneers, Damian’s cold rejection—had clawed their way into her chest again, leaving her raw and hollow. But she refused to let it break her. Not today.Not when so many still needed her.She tightened the ties of her healer’s apron and walked to the basin, pouring out the murky water and filling it anew. The crisp chill bit into her skin, shocking her awake, but she welcomed it. Pain was grounding. Pain reminded her she was alive.Work. Heal. Keep moving.Those had become her mantras.When the wounds inside her screamed too loudly, she drowned them in the cries of others. When her chest ached with rejection, she silenced it with bandages, poultices, and remedies.Her soul might be fractured, but her hands s
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Chapter: Chapter 2 – The Day Fate Turned Against MeThe healer’s tent was finally quiet.The lantern at Aria’s side burned low, casting shadows against the canvas walls. She dipped her cloth into the basin one last time, wringing out the blood-stained water until her fingers were wrinkled and numb. The world outside had long since gone still, only the faint crackle of a dying fire and the distant hoot of an owl breaking the silence.Her body ached, her hands raw from endless work, but it wasn’t the fatigue that kept her from sleep. It was the laughter she’d overheard, the sneers still ringing in her ears.Weak. Worthless. Omega.They were the same words she had heard once before, the same words that had broken her beyond repair.Aria closed her eyes, her chest tightening as memory pressed against her. She tried to shove it back, to bury it where it belonged, but the past clawed its way free, demanding to be remembered.And so, with a shuddering breath, she let herself sink into the nightmare that had shaped her.It had been the night o
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Chapter: Chapter 1 – The Omega HealerThe scent of blood was thick in the air.Aria pressed a cloth against the gash running down the young warrior’s shoulder, her small hands steady even though his body trembled beneath her touch. She could feel the way his pulse raced, the heat of his fevered skin, the roughness of his breathing as though each inhale was a battle he was losing.“Hold still,” she whispered, not unkindly. Her voice carried a quiet authority born from practice, though it never carried far enough for anyone to truly listen. “If you move, you’ll tear it open again.”The warrior groaned, biting down on his lip. He couldn’t be more than nineteen, barely out of training, yet already he had been thrown into the chaos of the border skirmishes. The pack was stretched thin, and every able-bodied wolf had been forced to fight.Aria reached for her pouch, pulling out the stitched leather case where she kept her herbs and tools. She had organized them herself, memorizing each small bundle of leaves and dried roots, be
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