REJECTED BY MY MATE, BRED BY MY ALPHA PROFESSORS
Professor Cassian drove into my ass with punishing precision, each stroke sending shockwaves through my body.
"C-Cassiannn," I moaned. "I c-can't- I c-can't t-take ittt."
"Yes, you can," Professor Draven growled, thrusting into my slick pussy. "Take it like the good slut you are."
Before I could respond, Professor Felix shoved his huge cock into my mouth, hitting so far back in my throat that tears spilled from my eyes. I gagged, but I wanted it. I wanted all of it.
Three cocks. Three alphas. Claiming me.
Draven reached between us and pinched my clit. I cried out, squirming, desperate for release.
"Come for us, baby," Cassian commanded, reading my body like he always did.
“Yeah. I want to feel your dripping cunt clench around my cock,” Draven said from beneath me.
I shattered around them, my body obeying before my mind could catch up, and they followed, filling all my holes with their seed as I whimpered through the aftershocks.
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Emery Silva has always been too much. Too big. Too unworthy.
Blackthorn Academy was supposed to be her fresh start. Instead, her fated mate rejects her in front of the entire school.
Then three professors take an interest in her. Professor Cassian. Professor Draven. Professor Felix. Cold, commanding, and devastatingly handsome, they watch her like she's theirs.
They shouldn't want her. She shouldn't want them.
But Emery isn't an ordinary werewolf. She's the last heir of the Moonblood Dynasty, and her blood is the key to awakening an ancient relic that could save the kingdoms, or destroy them.
Now the mate who rejected her wants her back.
Too bad she's already been claimed by three alphas who will never let her go.
He rejected her. They bred her. And now she belongs to them.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6 - EmeryI spread my legs. Maybe I shouldn’t have. But it didn’t matter now, not when I was bared for him already. My mind was a blur of fear and want and something I couldn't name.Then I felt Felix's fingers brush against my inner thigh. His touch was featherlight, teasing."Look at you," he murmured, and I could hear the smile in his voice. "Soaking wet for me already. And you tried to lie to me.""P-professor F-Felix-" I started, but the words died in my throat as his fingers finally found me.I gasped. His touch was gentle but firm, sliding through my wetness with an ease that made my cheeks burn."Shh," he murmured. "Just feel. Don't think. Just feel."His fingers traced slow circles around my clit, and my hips bucked involuntarily. The sensation was overwhelming, too much and not enough all at once."Look how your body responds to me," he said, his voice low and rough. "You're dripping for me. Isn't that right?"I couldn't speak. Could barely breathe. I nodded frantically."Words, hun.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5 - EmeryI didn't move.I couldn't. My body was frozen, caught between every instinct screaming at me to run and something deeper, something I'd never felt before, urging me to stay.No one had ever wanted me. Not even my own mate. At least not like this. Not with the kind of raw, undeniable desire I could still feel behind me.But he was my professor. Could I do this? Could I let this man, this stranger, see me the way no one else ever had?I almost regretted talking back.Almost."I won't repeat myself," Felix said. His voice was calm. Measured. But there was an edge to it that made my stomach flip.‘You have two options.’ My wolf's voice cut through the chaos in my mind. ‘You run. Or you finally feel something we've lacked all our lives.’I wanted to run. I wanted to flee this room, this man, this terrifying possibility and pretend none of this had happened.But I also wanted him to touch me. To fuck me. To take something no one had ever desired to take.I just… I just needed to be craved.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 4 - EmeryI followed him.I didn't know why. My instincts screamed at me to run, to find a dark corner to hide in, to disappear until the humiliation faded. But my feet carried me forward, trailing behind Professor Felix like I had no choice in the matter.Maybe I didn't.He led me through winding corridors, past portraits of ancient werewolves, up a narrow staircase I hadn't noticed before. The academy was a labyrinth, and I was following a stranger into its depths.Stupid. This is so stupid.But I kept walking anyway.He stopped in front of a heavy oak door and pushed it open. Inside was a study—warm and inviting, nothing like the cold stone corridors we'd just walked through. Bookshelves lined every wall, filled with leather-bound volumes that smelled of age and knowledge. A fire crackled in the hearth, casting golden light across a large mahogany desk and two leather armchairs. The room felt safe. Comfortable.I didn't trust it."Why did you bring me here?" The words came out sharper than I
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3 - EmeryI tried to stand. A hand shoved me back down. My palms scraped against the stone again, fresh pain blooming across my already raw skin."Where do you think you're going, reject?"“Don’t call me that,” I replied.The female snickered. "Ohhh I’m so scared. And what will you do? Even your fated mate didn't want you. What does that say about you?"The other male laughed. "She's too big. I wouldn't want her either. Look at her. Disgusting."The female spoke again. "Did you really think someone like Kael Moore would want someone like you? You're delusional."The words hit deeper than they normally would. I was already bleeding from the rejection, and these bullies were pouring salt onto the wound.‘Don't listen to them,’ Zayna said, stirring inside me, trying to comfort me. ‘He wasn't worth you anyway. You're stronger than this. He's a blind jerk. A coward. You deserve better.’But it didn't help. Their words settled into my bones, confirming everything I'd always believed about myself. Ever
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2 - EmeryThe sound echoed in the empty corridor, too loud, too final. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. I'd spent the entire walk here convincing myself this was the right decision. That I deserved answers. That maybe, just maybe, I'd been wrong about what I'd seen in his eyes.The door swung open.Kael stood before me, golden eyes widening in surprise. He'd changed out of his formal uniform, wearing only a loose white shirt and dark trousers. His hair was slightly damp, as if he'd just washed his face."Emery," he said, and the sound of my name on his lips sent a shiver down my spine. "What are you doing here?""I need to talk to you." My voice came out steadier than I felt. "About the ceremony. About what happened."His jaw tightened. "There's nothing to talk about.""There is." I stepped forward, and to my surprise, he stepped back. Let me in. "You felt it. I know you did. The bond. We're-""Don't." His voice was sharp, but there was something underneath it. Something th
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Chapter: CHAPTER 1 - EmeryThe gates of Blackthorn Academy rose out of the fog like something out of a legend. Wrought iron twisted into wolves howling at the moon, stone pillars carved with ancient runes that pulsed with faint silver light as our carriage rolled past them.I felt it before I understood what I was feeling. A prickle down my arms, sharp and electric, like static gathering before a storm. For one heartbeat, I could have sworn the runes brightened as we passed, just slightly, but enough that I turned to see if anyone else had noticed.No one had. Lily was too busy adjusting her gloves to look at anything but her own reflection in the carriage window.It’s just your imagination, I told myself. You're exhausted, you're terrified, and you're hoping for a miracle. That's all this is.I smoothed my dress over my hips instead of dwelling on it. Navy blue. Simple. The best I could afford. I'd saved for months, skipped meals, told myself I didn't need new shoes when my old ones still had a few months left
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He Rejected Me for My Sis, Now I'm the Ruthless Alpha's Luna
I was born without a wolf.
To my pack, I was a disappointment.
To my father, I was a political pawn.
To my mate... I was never enough.
The day he rejected me for my own sister, my father arranged my marriage to the most feared Alpha on the continent.
**Zamir Vaughn.**
A ruthless Alpha whispered to have buried five mates—one by his own hands.
He made one thing clear.
*"This marriage is political. Don't expect anything from me."*
Perfect.
Because I had secrets of my own.
By day, I was the wolfless Luna everyone pitied.
By night, I was **The Wren**—the legendary healer every Alpha, king, and criminal network had spent years trying to find.
The last thing I needed was a husband who kept showing up wherever I was, asking questions he shouldn't, watching me a little too closely... and making me forget what betrayal felt like.
The attraction between us was instant. We fought it with every sharp word, every lingering glance, every excuse we could find. It didn't matter. Some fires refuse to burn out.
Then his wolf chose me.
Long before he did.
And suddenly, staying away from each other was no longer an option.
Now enemies are hunting me, my past is catching up with me, and the husband who never wanted a wife is willing to start a war to keep me.
The man who rejected me thought I had lost everything.
He never imagined I'd become the Luna every pack would fight to claim.
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Chapter: Chapter 9Short Hair Lady has a smile that doesn't reach her eyes.Funny how I'm finally getting a good look at her tall, fair skinned frame."Luna, I'm Samantha Caine." She says through her teeth, even though we both know she wants nothing more than to take a swing at me. "You look beautiful.""Thank you," I say pleasantly. "So do you."Her smile stays exactly where it is.The five women behind her are quieter — watchful, taking their cues, the social mathematics of a group that has a leader and knows it. One of them — younger, brown-eyed, with the uncertain expression of someone who hasn't fully committed to the dynamic yet — gives me a small, genuine smile when Samantha turns to organise the procession.Samantha walks beside me, guiding me through a corridor, a turn, and then double doors that Mrs. Pelham holds open as we approach. In the fifteen steps between the turn and the doors, Samantha manages the following: a comment about the dress — “Such a bold choice, green, very brave” — a quest
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Chapter: Chapter 8Audrey"Holy mother of—” I clamp a hand over my mouth, my heart trying to exit my chest through my ribs, as I stare at the man in my doorway who is currently pressing one large hand over his left eye."Oh—" I start forward. "I didn't — you can't just—""I'm fine," he says."You're not fine, you just took a—""I'm fine."He straightens, and takes his hand away from his eye. The eye in question is already angry — reddening at the outer edge, the specific bloom of a bruise that has made a decision and intends to follow through on it.“Yeesh!” My surgeon brain takes over completely and I cross the room and reach for his face.He steps back."I heard you talking," he says. His voice is even. The evenness costs him something. "I came to inform you of the bonding ceremony. This evening."I stare at him."The ceremony," I say. "Is this evening?""Yes.""And you came to tell me… at midnight?""Yes.""By opening my door without knocking?"A pause that contains a great deal of information follows
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Chapter: Chapter 7ZamirShe smells like green things.Not perfume. It's like flowers and earth but not a specific scent… it's faintly warm, the kind of thing you catch once and then your nose goes looking for it again without asking permission.‘Interesting,’ my wolf says, from wherever he sits when he's paying attention."Eyes on the road," I say, under my breath.‘I am not the one driving.’Audrey is in the passenger seat with the green dress folded across her lap and her gaze on the coastal road, and she has not attempted conversation once since we got in the car, which is — unusual.Every other woman tried to start some kind of conversation. She is sitting next to me, completely unbothered.‘She's not performing,’ my wolf observes.She's not. That is the thing. She is simply sitting there, looking out the window with those grey-green eyes, one hand resting open on her knee like she hasn't got a care in the world, which — given that she spent the afternoon in a holding room after knocking someone unc
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Chapter: Chapter 6AudreyThe holding room chair is not comfortable.The room is small. Concrete walls, one fluorescent light that flickers approximately every forty seconds in a way that suggests it has been doing this for years and nobody has fixed it because nobody spends enough time in here to find it intolerable. There is a table. There are two chairs. There is a door with a small reinforced window through which I have counted three different warriors peering at me in the last ten minutes with varying levels of professional composure.I cross my other leg and wait. The door opens soon after.The warrior who enters is broad-shouldered and sandy-haired, with the specific expression of someone who drew the short straw on an assignment and is determined to carry it out with dignity. He has a notepad. He clicks his pen twice before he sits down, which tells me he has done this before and has a process, which I respect.He looks at me. I look back."Name.""Audrey," I smile. "Calloway. Yours?"He writes
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Chapter: Chapter 5Audrey"Is that everything, ma'am?"The driver is standing at the boot of the car — black, expensive, sent from Ironhold without ceremony the way you'd send a van for furniture — and he is looking at the three terracotta pots I've just handed him with the expression of a man who was briefed on luggage and was not briefed on this."Carefully," I tell him. "The tall one is Napoleon. He tips."He adjusts his grip on Napoleon without comment. I appreciate that.The rest of my things are already loaded — two bags, a medical kit, my laptop case, and my mother's urn wrapped in the grey cashmere scarf I bought in Edinburgh two winters ago because it was the softest thing I'd ever touched and I decided I was allowed one expensive soft thing. I buckle the urn into the back seat first, then the cacti, arranged across the middle seat in the order they've always lived on my windowsill. Napoleon by the window. Julius in the centre. Cleopatra on the inside, nearest the urn, because she's the smalles
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Chapter: Chapter 4Zamir"How bad is the victim?"Jason drops into the chair across from my desk with the particular economy of movement he uses when the answer is going to take a while — one ankle crossing the opposite knee, forearms on the armrests."Stable," he says. "As of an hour ago. The surgical team at Ashveil General got to the haematoma before it herniated." He pauses. "Apparently the neurosurgeon on shift was exceptional. I'm told he should have a full recovery.""Good." I turn from the window. "And the hunters?""Three confirmed in the vehicle that hit our delta. One didn't survive the impact." Jason's jaw tightens briefly. "The other two scattered on foot. We have trackers on both trails.""And the infiltration point?""South perimeter. They came through the forestry access on Kellan Road — the section we flagged for reinforcement in March." His eyes meet mine. "The section that hasn't been reinforced yet.""Who's responsible for that timeline?""Colt submitted the contractor schedule. Ther
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