Reborn As The Alpha King’s Rejected Mate

Lila’s POV To be a werewolf is to know that there will always be someone that the Moon Goddess has chosen for us. But to live as a werewolf also means to accept that you will be at the mercy of your other half–the person who will either hold a stake and aim it at your heart or shelter you with everything they have. My mother wasn’t quite lucky. I grew up seeing different kinds of love. And the first one I saw–really saw–was the kind that suffocates. The one that leaves my mother with bruises and cuts. Although she tried to hide it and gave me a smile that looked more like a grimace, she still said it was love. Because of that, I believed that love was supposed to hurt. That it was supposed to feel consuming. If it didn’t, then it wasn’t real love. That’s what I thought. “I can’t believe Elias is my mate!”It means that tomorrow, I will become the Luna of Silvermoon Kingdom. I couldn't stop smiling. "You're staring again." My mother pointed out when she noticed me looking at t

Lila’s POVThe first thing I felt was warmth.Not the suffocating heat of poison burning through my veins. Not the cold marble beneath my body.Warmth. Just pure comfortable warmth.Soft sheets surrounded me, and something tickled my cheek.I frowned.My fingers moved instinctively, searching for the wound in my side.Nothing.I touched my stomach, then my ribs, and then my chest.Still nothing.My breathing stopped. Slowly, I opened my eyes.A familiar ceiling came into view. For several seconds, I simply stared at it.I knew that ceiling. I knew the faint crack running along the corner. I knew that chandelier hanging slightly crooked above my bed. I knew the pale curtains that my mother had sewn herself because we couldn't afford the expensive ones sold in the market.My heart began pounding.I sat up and instantly felt the room spun around me.I grabbed the edge of the mattress and waited until the dizziness passed."No..." My voice sounded strange.Young. Healthy. Alive.I looked

Lila's POV"I reject the bond."My words echoed through the Grand Hall.No one breathed.The silver light surrounding Elias and me slowly faded, but the mark of the fated bond remained glowing between our wrists.The matebond hasn't been completely broken as long as he hasn't accepted the rejection.For several seconds, Elias simply stared at me. His lips were parted while his hand clutched his chest as if he could feel the pain of the rejection. Then all of a sudden, his expression hardened."What did you just say?"I met his eyes."I said I reject you."A collective gasp swept through the hall.Someone whispered, "She rejected the Crown Prince?"Another voice answered, "She's his fated mate. She can't be serious."I heard them but I didn't care.Elias stepped forward. His eyes never left mine."You don't get to make a decision like that without an explanation."A strange feeling passed through me.In my previous life, hearing his voice had been enough to make my heart race. Now, it

Lila's POVThe first time Elias came to our house after the rejection, he did not knock.He stood outside the main entrance with two royal guards behind him, dressed in a dark coat embroidered with the silver crest of Silvermoon Kingdom. His posture was straight, his chin slightly raised, and his expression carried the familiar confidence of someone who had never been forced to wait for an answer.My mother noticed him first.She was arranging the cups on the dining table when the sound of horses stopping outside made her glance toward the window.“Lila,” she called quietly. “The prince is here.”I did not look up from the letter in my hand.“I heard him.”A moment later, someone knocked on the door.This time.My mother wiped her hands on her apron before opening it. I remained seated, my eyes moving over the same line of writing without absorbing a single word.I felt annoyed that he still had the guts to show his face to me after I had already made it clear that I don't want to see

Lila's POV I barely slept that night.Not because of the investigation. Not because of the strange box Elias had given me. It was because I kept hearing his footsteps outside my door.He had eventually left, but the sound had stayed in my mind long after the hallway had gone quiet. It was ridiculous. I had spent years wishing I could hear those footsteps coming toward me, now that they actually were, I found myself wishing they would turn around.I reached for the wooden box on the table beside my bed. The silver crescent caught the faint morning light.I ran my thumb over its smooth surface. It was strange how one small symbol could suddenly make so many things feel connected.I don’t completely understand Nessa’s involvement in all of this. I just know that she had the answer that I needed to know. And also that letter from the palace.Why Elias look at the crest with something strange in his eyes. And his involvement in all of this.Especially his involvement.That was the part I