Alpha's Claim: The Rejected Healer

Alina's POV 10:00 AM My routine had become predictable ever since my mate, Alpha Sean, left for a business trip to France. He had always been my rock, my comfort—my last and only mate in this world. In my pack, the Dexter Moon Pack, omegas are treated like nothing. The females are used for entertainment, and the males? Slaves. Just tools. I was considered lucky, chosen by the Moon goddess to be his mate. It was the dream of every omega, and I had achieved it. Not just as his Luna, but as the pack doctor too. I finally had a purpose. This morning, I had bathed, dressed in a long gown, and prepared to head to the infirmary. A year ago, breakfast would’ve been brought to my bedside. But now? Ever since Sean left, the respect disappeared with him. They no longer treated me as Luna. I didn’t mind. I loved what I did. Healing wolves gave me meaning. As I buttoned my white coat, I glanced into the mirror and clutched the locket Sean had given me before his departure. My cheeks

ALINA’S POV I blinked multiple times because I didn't understand what he was uttering. It felt like a dream…like a prank. The world around me suddenly grew colder. My eyes darted to everyone around and none of their eyes were on us. They all bowed their heads, avoiding her glance, standing stiff like marble statues under a heavy spell of fear and shame. “Didn’t you hear me?” he growled, exuding a presence that sucked the air out of the room. His voice echoed like a predator’s final warning before a kill. “You…had no…right to cut my chain! I'm still a member of the pack!” A smirk played on his lips, pulling slightly to one side, revealing the sharp glint of his canine teeth. It made his already harsh features look even more sinister. His eyes held a dangerous amusement. He stepped on the locket, grinding it under his boot until it shattered like glass. Then, without warning, he grabbed my hand. “Not anymore, Kitten!” Before I could move, he yanked me with a force that le

**THE MATING ROOM**I stared at him in utter shock, struggling to find words. My lips parted, but nothing came out. How could he say that so easily—so shamelessly? Who even does that?I gave one last glance around the grand, dimly lit room, trying to hold onto a shred of dignity. Dozens of eyes burned into my back—judging, curious, hungry.Then my gaze landed on the second most evil werewolf I had ever encountered. His smirk stretched wider than before, almost triumphant. The cruelty behind it chilled me to my bones.“Are you seriously kidding me right now?” I asked, voice shaking but defiant.Noxi didn’t flinch. His presence radiated a new, raw dominance that sucked the air out of the room. The atmosphere shifted. That dark aura of his always had a way of swallowing light.“You gonna strip,” he said, his voice sharp and unbothered, “or am I gonna have to do it myself?”His tone was venomously casual, as if we weren’t surrounded by people, as if this wasn’t an ambush disguised as a ce

Noxi’s POVI stared at her in shock, struggling to grasp what I was seeing. There was no way—no way—she was proposing to me. Not here. Not now. Not in front of the damn cameras.She just knelt there, one knee on the marble floor, a smug grin curving her lips as if she owned the damn world.“Get the fuck up,” I mouthed at her, glaring with all the heat I could muster.But she didn’t budge. She wasn’t afraid. Her eyes glittered with defiance as she raised the ring, expecting—no, daring—me to slide it onto my finger.I’d had enough.With a sharp snap of my fingers, my guards moved in. The reporters yelped as they were dragged outside—not gently. It was messy, but I needed to stop this spectacle before it got worse.“Mr. North, please—” one of the reporters called out, still filming, hungry for a headline.“Don’t you everstep foot in this house again!” I bellowed. “Who the hell invited you?!”One of them sneered. “She did! Said she wanted it on the news!”The news?! My jaw clenched. That

ALINA'S POV I hesitantly stepped into the bathroom, where I found the woman I’d seen earlier—the one who had stood in that royal chamber like she owned the air everyone breathed.“You can leave, Tracy,” she said sharply. Tracy gave a respectful bow and quietly exited.The woman stared at me with a strange mix of disdain and curiosity, like she wasn’t sure if I was dirt—or some trophy to polish and hide.Taking a deep breath, I folded my arms. “You called me here. So, what do you want from me?”She let out a long, amused cackle before locking eyes with me. “And what do you think I want?”“I don’t know!” I snapped. “You called me! What am I supposed to guess? I don’t even know you.”She stepped closer, wrapping her arms around her chest. Her eyes searched mine, cold and calculating. “For your information… I’m his mother. Queen of this pack. Selena.”I scoffed, folding my arms tighter across my chest. “And how do I know you’re not lying? You just walked in here claiming that like it’s s