REJECTED BY MY FAMILY CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING
Seraphina has spent nineteen years being told she is worthless—an omega too weak to matter, an embarrassment to her family. When her parents adopt a beautiful war orphan, Sera becomes nothing more than a blood bank. The transfusions begin as medical necessity. They never stop. Even as Sera grows dangerously weak, her family dismisses her suffering, accusing her of jealousy while draining her life away for the fragile girl they adore.
But Sera notices things. The orphan's mysterious recoveries. Her convenient illnesses timed to important ceremonies. The strange fear in her eyes whenever someone mentions the Dark Moon Pack.
When Sera finally escapes, she expects to die alone in the wilderness. Instead, she is found by Prince Danthiel Draven, younger brother of the Lycan King—a man who has spent twenty years searching for the missing heir of a destroyed royal bloodline.
He recognizes her blood. Not just as a match for the orphan. But as something impossible.
Sera is the last direct heir of the legendary Dark Moon Pack, a bloodline believed exterminated twenty years ago.
Now she must navigate a dangerous royal court, uncover the truth about her family's betrayal, and confront a terrifying question: Why did her own parents hide her identity? And why does the orphan they raised as their daughter need her blood to survive?
The answer is worse than betrayal.
Her family wasn't just draining her.
They were preparing her for something far more sinister.
And Sera may be the only one who can stop it.
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Chapter: The Ceremony NightSeraphina's POV---The last time I saw my family dressed for a ceremony, I was standing in the shadows, watching them shine.Tonight is no different.From my window, I watch the carriage pull up to the front gate. My mother descends the stairs in a gown of deep burgundy silk, her hair swept up in elaborate curls. My father follows in his formal coat, his face already settling into that distant mask he wears in public. Marcus struts behind them, his uniform pressed and perfect, looking every inch the son they wanted.And Liora.Liora stands at the bottom of the stairs in a pale blue dressing gown, her hair loose around her shoulders, her face carefully pale. She looks like a ghost. A beautiful, tragic ghost."I wish I could come," she says, her voice carrying up to my window. "I hate missing it.""My darling," my mother says, cupping her face. "You need to rest. There will be other ceremonies.""But the Alpha will be there. And I wanted to...""Hush. Your health comes first."Liora lo
Última actualización: 2026-10-21
Chapter: The Mask SlipsSeraphina's POV---I almost die at breakfast, and my mother's first words are, "Stop being dramatic."The world tilts when I stand. White spots dance across my vision. I grab the table edge and hold on, my heart pounding so hard I can hear it in my ears."Sera!" Liora's voice cuts through the ringing. "You look terrible. Here, take my seat."I blink. The spots fade. Liora is already standing, gesturing to her chair like she's offering me a throne. Her plate is half empty. Eggs. Bacon. Fresh bread with butter."I'm fine," I manage."You're not fine. You're shaking." Liora turns to our mother. "She should eat something. She looks like she hasn't eaten in days.""Don't be ridiculous," my mother says, but she's looking at me now. "Sera, sit down before you fall down. You're embarrassing yourself.""I'm not embarrassing anyone.""You're making a scene.""I'm trying not to faint.""Then stop trying and actually do it quietly."Liora steps between us. "Please, Sera. Take my seat. I insist."
Última actualización: 2026-10-21
Chapter: The FavoriteSeraphina's POV---I wake up on the cold floor of the medical room with no memory of how I got there.My body screams when I try to move. Every muscle aches. My head pounds. My arm throbs where the needle was. And somewhere above me, someone is knocking on a door like I'm not lying here dying."Sera? Sera, are you awake?"Liora's voice. Soft and sweet and fake.I force my eyes open. She's standing in the doorway, dressed in a pale pink robe, her hair brushed to perfection. She looks like a doll. A perfect, fragile, innocent doll."You missed breakfast," she says. "Mother is furious."I push myself up on shaking arms. "What time is it?""Almost noon."Noon. I've been unconscious for hours. Again."Where's Dr. Crane?""He left hours ago. Said you needed to rest." She tilts her head. "You look terrible, Sera. Maybe you should stay in bed today."I almost laugh. Almost."Right. Because you're so concerned about my health."Her eyes narrow for just a second before the mask slides back int
Última actualización: 2026-10-21
Chapter: The donationSeraphina's POV---The needle slides into my vein like a familiar betrayal.I don't flinch anymore. Six months of this has taught me that flinching only makes Dr. Crane's hands shake worse, and when his hands shake, the needle moves, and when the needle moves, I bleed faster than they need me to."Just a little more," Dr. Crane murmurs. His voice is soft, almost gentle. Almost kind. Like he's talking to a frightened animal instead of a girl he's been slowly draining for half a year.I watch my blood fill the bag. Dark red. Steady. My life pouring out of me one drop at a time.Through the wall, I hear laughter.Liora's laughter. Light and musical and completely fake."Mother, stop it! You're going to make me spill my tea!"My mother's voice follows, warm in a way it never is with me. "Then stop being so clumsy, darling. You know how fragile you are."Fragile.I almost laugh. Almost.Dr. Crane's hands are definitely shaking now. He doesn't look at me. He never looks at me during the tr
Última actualización: 2026-10-21
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