Rejected and Pregnant with Alpha Twins
She gave him everything. He threw her away for a lie.
Luna Selene Ashford was the perfect mate — devoted, strong, and deeply in love with the most powerful Alpha in the northern territory. For three years, she stood by Caden Blackwell's side, building his empire, loving his pack, carrying the weight of his world on her shoulders.
Then she came back.
Vivienne Cole, his beautiful, manipulative ex, returned with poisoned words and a devastating secret she claimed to have kept. One night, Caden thrust divorce papers across the dinner table without a single tremor in his jaw.
Just like that, Selene was gone.
What Caden doesn't know — what no one knows — is that Selene walked out of that mansion carrying something far more precious than any title or territory.
His children. His heir. His blood.
Forced to start over with nothing but her pride, her unborn secret, and a mother who warned her from the very beginning, Selene must rebuild herself from the ashes of a love that nearly destroyed her.
But the Moon Goddess does not forget debts.
And when the truth of Vivienne's lies begins to unravel — when Caden finally sees what he threw away — it may already be too late.
Some rejections cannot be undone. Some secrets change everything.
And some broken women rise into something their mates never deserved.
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Chapter: Chapter Eight~Selene’s POV~The ceiling is unfamiliar.That is the first thing. The particular angle of the light coming through curtains that hang differently than the ones I have woken to for three years, the texture of a plaster ceiling that belongs to no one I know, the absence of the sound the Manor made in the mornings — that specific creak of old stone settling into the cold.I lie still and take inventory.The room is small and clean. A single window faces east, which explains the light. The mattress is adequate. The pillow smells of commercial laundering and nothing else, which is its own relief — no trace of anything I am trying to put distance between myself and. On the nightstand: the velvet box, placed there last night by my own hand before I slept, so it would be the first thing I saw.It is.I look at it for a moment.Then I sit up.---The physical inventory takes longer than I would like.My iron levels mean the sitting-up is a two-stage process, pause, wait for the light-headedn
Last Updated: 2026-06-06
Chapter: Chapter Seven~Selene’s POV~My mother is waiting at the bottom of the stone steps.She doesn't ask questions. She doesn't say anything at all when I come through the Pack Hall doors and down the wide stone staircase, one hand trailing the rail because my legs are still deciding whether they will cooperate. She simply steps forward and puts her arm through mine, and we walk together to the car.I don't look back at the building.---The drive out of Cresthaven takes eleven minutes.I know because I watch the clock on the dashboard the way I have trained myself to watch things when the alternative is feeling them. Seven forty-three when we pull away from Pack Hall. Seven forty-nine when we pass the turn for Larkspur Lane, already curtains drawn, already empty. Seven fifty-four when the last of the town's buildings drops away and the road narrows into the long stretch of pine-edged tarmac that leads south.She drives with both hands on the wheel and her eyes forward.The pain from the severance has s
Last Updated: 2026-06-05
Chapter: Chapter Six~Caden’s POV~Dawn comes in through the east-facing windows of his office in thin, pale strips.He has not moved.The chair is the same chair he sat in when Rhys left. The folder is still open on the desk in front of him, the single page inside it facing upward, the words legible from where he sits without needing to lean forward. He has read it enough times that he no longer needs to read it at all.Twin gestation. Fourteen weeks. High-risk classification. Maternal health stable. Fetal heartbeats strong.The candle he keeps on the corner of his desk for late nights has burned itself down to nothing. He doesn't remember watching it go.He thinks about the rejection ceremony instead. The third floor. Nine in the morning. The formal cadence of words he'd rehearsed until they sat in his mouth like something inert and manageable, and then the moment he'd spoken them, the moment the bond had actually broken, and the sound she almost made.Almost.He had caught her arm. He remembers the wei
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Chapter: Chapter Five~Caden’s POV~Four months.Four months since she walked out of this building and I have done nothing but work, manage, control, and refuse to think about the precise way she looked when the bond broke — the colour that left her face, the sound she didn't quite manage to suppress.I spin my phone slowly on my desk.It's eleven at night and the Pack Hall is empty except for me and the security rotation downstairs.Rhys, my Beta, has been on my case for weeks. He stopped pretending to be subtle about it approximately three weeks ago and graduated to blunt, bordering on insubordinate."She's gone," he'd told me last Tuesday, standing in this very doorway with his arms crossed and that particular look he reserves for when he thinks I'm being an idiot. "And whatever you think happened, you should have at least heard her side of it."I'd told him to drop it.He didn't. He never does.I pull up the browser on my phone. Type Selene's name. Delete it. Put the phone face-down on the desk.The pr
Last Updated: 2026-06-03
Chapter: Chapter Four~Selene’s POV~The rejection is scheduled for nine o'clock.I know because Caden's message at six in the morning is clinical and precise, as if he is confirming a conference call.Pack Hall, third floor, nine a.m. Come alone.My mother reads the message over my shoulder and says nothing. She presses a warm cup of tea into my hands instead, and that silence is more comforting than any words she could offer.I dress carefully.Not for him. I need to be clear about that. Not for the man who handed me divorce papers over the dinner table I had spent hours making beautiful. Not for the Alpha who let Vivienne Cole deliver his messages like he couldn't be bothered.I dress for myself.Deep burgundy dress, fitted at the waist, falling just below the knee. My dark chestnut hair —which Caden always called the colour of autumn, on his rare, unguarded evenings — I leave down. Soft and deliberate. My eyes are clear despite the night I've just survived.I look like a Luna.Because regardless of wha
Last Updated: 2026-06-03
Chapter: Chapter Three~Selene’s POV~I hang up.I don't think about it — my thumb simply moves and the call ends and I stand on the pavement outside the flower stall with my heart hammering so loud I can hear it in my temples.Three seconds later, she calls again.I watch the screen. Let it ring. Let it ring. Let it ring.Then silence.A text arrives.Don't be childish, Selene. I only want to talk. Woman to woman. Meet me at the Ivory Lounge. One hour.I stare at the message until the letters blur.Every rational part of me says no. Every instinct I have, honed by three years of navigating pack politics and the sharp-edged social world that came with being Caden's Luna, says that walking into a room with Vivienne Cole is walking into a trap.But then there's the other part of me. The part that is furious.The part that wants to look her in the eye.---The Ivory Lounge is tucked at the edge of Cresthaven's upscale quarter — white linen, low lighting, the kind of place where people come to be seen or to be
Last Updated: 2026-06-03
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