Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By The Lycan king
First-Person POVWerewolfFast-Paced PlotAlphaLycanLunaRejectRevengeRegret
"Oh my God, you look so perfect. You are just the right choice for Alpha Garrick, Zaria."
Those were the sweet, supportive words my elder sister, Cynthia, whispered as she lovingly braided my hair and laced me into my white maiden silks. I trusted her completely, believing today would be the happiest day of my life.
I walked into the Selection Ceremony with my head held high, ready to be claimed by my childhood sweetheart, Alpha Garrick.
Instead, I walked straight into a trap.
In front of the entire pack, My fated mate chose my sister to be his Luna over me.
I begged Garrick. I reminded him of our years together, our promises, and everything I had sacrificed for him. But my desperate pleas only fed their cruelty. Garrick sneered, calling me a pathetic, weak disgrace, while Cynthia watched with cold amusement as the pack laughed at my humiliation.
I was banished to be killed.
Bleeding, humiliated, and left to die, I fully expected the wild rogues to tear me apart.
Instead, I ran straight into the chest of a myth.
Alpha Cassian. The Midnight King. The most feared, ruthless Lycan on the continent.
I expected death from the monster in the shadows. Instead,He offered me a choice: safety, power, and the ultimate revenge against the pack that discarded me.
He is giving me an empire to crush my enemies, but he refuses to tell me why. I don't know what the Midnight King wants from a broken wolf like me, or what price he will demand when the blood settles.
But as I look back at the borders of the pack that destroyed me, I realize I don't care about his secrets. I only care about their ruin.
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Chapter: The beginning of the partyZARIA'S POVThe palace was completely loud. Even all the way up in my bedroom, tucked away in the residential wing of the estate, I could feel the low, steady thrum of the music vibrating through the heavy stone floorboards. The air outside my windows was thick with the rich, mouth-watering smells of roasted meat, heavy winter spices, and burning pine wood drifting up from the massive kitchen hearths in the courtyards below. The grand banquet for the Eastern Alliance was finally here, and the entire palace had spent the last twenty-four hours turning into a chaotic mess of frantic preparation.Inside my room, Camilla was practically running in circles around me. She had been twisting, pinning, and re-pinning my hair for the last forty-five minutes, her brow furrowed in absolute concentration. She was completely determined to make it look perfect, wanting it to match the magnificent midnight-blue silk dress Cassian had given me."Seriously, stop moving your head," Camilla mumbled aroun
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Chapter: Blue berriesCASSIAN’S POVThe council room was starting to feel like a tomb. For three straight hours, the elders had been bickering over maps, border security, and the logistics of the upcoming alliance banquet. Their voices droned on and on, bouncing off the high stone walls until the constant, repetitive noise made my jaw ache from clenching it. My wolf was pacing the edges of my mind, irritated and ready to tear the room apart just to make them shut up.I couldn't take another minute of it. Before I lost my temper completely and did something that would cause a political disaster, I cut Elder Thomas off mid-sentence. I stood up, muttered a brief order to my Betas to handle the rest of the paperwork, and walked out of the room without waiting for a response.The heavy oak doors slammed shut behind me, and I took a deep, grounding breath of the cool hallway air. My boots clicked against the marble floor as I walked, but I didn't really have a destination in mind. I just needed space. SoZmehow,
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Chapter: Mine to protectZARIA'S POVI stared down at the crumpled piece of paper in my hand, my heart hammering against my ribs. The elegant, looping cursive felt like a physical slap in the face.*Enjoy the dress, sister. It will make a beautiful shroud.*"Zaria?" Camilla’s voice snapped me out of it. She frowned, leaning down to look at my hands. "What’s that? Did the tailors leave a note or something?""Nothing," I said quickly, shoving the paper into my pocket before she could get a look at it. I forced a small smile, trying to keep my voice steady. "Just a note about the measurements. A mistake."Camilla looked at me for a second, her eyes narrowing slightly, but she let it go. "Alright. Well, I’m going to take the garment bag back down to the maids. Don't go wrinkling that silk before the banquet."The second the door closed behind her, my fake smile vanished. I pulled the note out, my hands shaking as I reread the words.Cynthia.The palace was supposed to be completely locked down. Cassian had his be
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Chapter: The creepy noteZARIA'S POV The morning sun was entirely too bright. When I finally dragged myself out of bed, I braced myself for chaos, half-expecting the palace to be in a total panic. But when I looked out my window, everything looked completely normal. Servants were carrying baskets of laundry across the courtyards, guards were changing shifts with their usual quiet routine, and the distant sound of training swords clashing echoed from the barracks.Cassian had kept his word. The nightmare in the gardens from last night was a total secret. To the rest of the world, it was just another regular Tuesday in the Shadowpelt Kingdom.But I couldn't shake the heavy cloud in my mind. No matter how hard I tried to focus on the sunlight, Helen’s whispered words kept echoing in my ears, louder than the morning birds outside. *If they discover what's actually running through that girl's veins, a lockdown won't save her.*What did that even mean? I was human now. My wolf spirit had been violently ripped away
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Chapter: What is the girl's veinsZARIA'S POVThe heavy library doors suddenly pushed open, breaking the suffocating silence.Cassian didn't relax for a second. His body stayed locked in place, a solid wall blocking me from whatever was on the other side. But as the quick, panicked footsteps hurried into the room, the terrifying red in his eyes slowly faded back to gold.It was Helen. The pack doctor looked completely out of breath, all her usual calm confidence entirely gone. She was pale, holding a small leather medical bag tightly against her chest."Cassian, I'm sorry to burst in like this," Helen gasped, wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead as she hurried toward the table. She looked over at me, and the sheer anxiety in her eyes made my stomach drop. "But we have a massive problem. I needed to tell you before the whole palace goes into a frenzy."Cassian stepped slightly to the side, but he kept one hand gripping the edge of the table right next to my shoulder. "What is it, Helen? Talk to me."Helen dropped h
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Chapter: His soft and tender grazeZARIA'S POVSleep was completely out of the question. I had spent the last two hours tossing and turning in the massive bed, staring up at the dark ceiling while my mind ran in exhausting, endless circles. Every time I closed my eyes, the world outside my room crept back in. I kept hearing the malicious voices of those two women from the hallway, whispering about how I wouldn’t survive the upcoming festival. Eventually, I couldn't take the silence anymore. I threw off the heavy velvet blankets, slipped into a pair of simple leather shoes, and quietly slid past my bedroom doors.The palace at night was a completely different world. The grand, sweeping marble hallways that usually bustled with servants and high-ranking warriors were entirely empty, lit only by the pale moonlight cutting through the high arched windows. The cold air brushed against my skin, helping to clear the fog in my head. I walked without any real destination in mind, just needing to move, until my feet naturally g
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