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Rejected Omega Princess: Meet My Overprotective Brothers

Rejected Omega Princess: Meet My Overprotective Brothers

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last updateLast Updated : 2026-02-09
By:  Mercy V.Completed
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Synopsis

Fast-Paced Plot

Dark Romance

Girl Power

Omega

Possessive

Hybrid

Reverse Harem

Royal

Reborn

I was Bloodthorn Pack's weakest omega—rejected, betrayed, and sold at an underground auction. My fated mate spat, "You're not worthy to be my Luna."My adoptive parents auctioned me via forced contract to settle their debts. My “best friend” drugged me for a one-night bidding war, laughing as prices soared.On the night I died, the truth hit: switched at birth, I was a cursed hybrid princess stolen from royalty—hidden to be used and discarded.Reborn three years earlier, I make a new vow: no more victims.Reject the mate. Burn the contract. Avenge every betrayal. Unravel my lost memories, hidden bloodline, and death-defying curse.Then four alphas find me—Crown Prince (ice-veined), General (battle-scarred), Pack Judge (unbeatable), Rogue King (cursed wolf). All whisper, “Sister?”From auction trash to lost princess of the continent’s fiercest bloodline—with four overprotective brothers ready to raze worlds for me.But fate twists again: a rival pack’s twin heirs—midnight cold and sunrise warm—share my unique mate mark. One soul. Two bodies.Enemies before. Salvation now… or final doom?Betrayed. Sold. Reborn. No begging for love this time. Meet my brothers first—then decide if you want their princess as prey… or as queen.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Day I Was Sold (Part 1)

Sa ikatlong taon ng kanilang kasal, naghain ng annulment si Luna nang pumanaw ang nakatatandang kapatid ni Ralph Camero.

Kunot ang noo ni Ralph, litong-lito na tinitigan siya.

“Anong drama ‘to, Luna? Dahil lang ba pinigilan kitang masampal si Aubrey?”

Aubrey. Parang nagpalting ang tainga ni Luna nang marinig ang lambing sa boses ng asawa nang bigkasin nito ang pangalan ng babaeng ‘yon.

Si Aubrey… na sister-in-law niya.

Mariing nagdikit ang mga labi ni Luna. “Oo. Dahil lang doon.”

Sa isip ni Raph, paanong ang maliit na bagay na ‘yon ang sisira sa kasal nila? Kitang-kita pa rin ang pulang marka ng sampal sa gwapong mukha ng lalaki. Noong oras na iyon, pinrotektahan niya si Aubrey nang sobra, na lubos na ikinagulat ng buong pamilya ng mga Camero,

Tanging si Luna lamang ang nanatiling walang reaksyon.

Tatlong araw bago ang pangyayaring iyon ay ang wedding anniversary nila ni Ralph. May inihandang sorpresa si Luna para sa asawa kaya lumipad siya papuntang Cebu kung saan ito may business trip. Ngunit ang nadatnan niya doon ay ang seryosong usapan sa pagitan nito at ng dalawa nitong kaibigan.

“Ralph, hindi naman sa nangingialam ako, pero mali naman yatang palagi kang nagtatago sa asawa mo tuwing wedding anniversary ninyo. Kawalan ng respeto ‘yan kay Luna, pare.”

Ang madalas na kalmado at kagalang-galang na mukha ng lalaki ay biglang nagpakita ng hindi mawaring kalungkutan. “And do you think I want this? Kung hindi ko ‘to gagawin, hindi siya maniniwala na walang nangyayari sa amin ni Luna…”

“Don’t tell me–” Natigilan ang kaibigan niyang kanina pa ipinagtatanggol si Luna, tila ba biglang natauhan saka galit na nagpagtuloy, “Si Aubrey ba ang tinutukoy mo? Ralph naman, siraulo ka talaga! She’s pregnant with her second child, and you still can’t get over her?”

Hanggang sa mag-iba ang tono ng boses nito. “Besides, hindi ka ba natatakot na mabugbog ni Hunter kapag nalaman ‘yang pangmamaltrato mo kay Luna?”

“Hindi niya gagawin ‘yon.” Pinatunog ni Ralph ang kanyang mga daliri. “Simula nang ikasal kami ni Luna, nagkasamaan na sila ng loob. Tatlong taon nang hindi nagkukrus ang landas nila ni Hunter.”

Sa labas ng pribadong silid na ’yon, tahimik na naglakad palayo si Luna, nanginginig ang mga daliri. Hindi naman lingid sa kaalaman niya na may ibang babae ang asawa niya. Kung sinu-sinong tao na ang tinanong niya, pero wala ni isa ang nagsabi sa kanya kung sino ang babae…

Marami na siyang pinaghinalaan noon…

Pero hindi kailanman sumagi sa isipan niya na ito ay walang iba kundi ang kanyang hipag…

Ang sister-in-law niyang tatlong taon na niyang itinuturing na kapamilya.

Nakakasuka!

Malakas ang ulan nang lumabas si Luna sa club na ‘yon, ngunit wala siyang pakialam, naglakad lamang siya habang nababasa.

Sa gabing ‘yon din ay nagmamadali siyang lumipad pabalik ng Maynila. Pagkarating niya sa mansyon ay agad siyang dinapuan ng sakit.

Dalawang araw siyang nilagnat, at kakagaling lang nang kaunti nang maaksidente ang kanyang nakatatandang kapatid na si Randall Camero.

Makaraan ang pitong araw, ginanap ang libing nito.

Sa mga nakalipas na araw, dalawang o tatlong oras lang siya nakakatulog sa lumang mansyon. Nang matapos ang libing, habang palabas ng sementeryo, pakiramdam niya ay nauna ang katawan niyang naglakad at naiwan na ang kanyang kaluluwa.

Naghihintay ang driver niya sa may tarangkahan.

Pagkapasok pa lamang ni Luna sa kotse, ipinikit niya agad ang mga mata.

“Mang Fabian, uwi na po tayo.”

“Hindi ba tayo pupunta sa lumang mansyon?”

“Hindi po.”

Tapos na ang libing ni Randall, ngunit marami pang dapat ayusin ang pamilya Camero.

Si Randall Camero ang panganay na anak at apo sa pamilya. Tinuring na matayog na bituin simula pa lang nang bata ito. Aksidente ang pagkamatay nito… na resulta ng pangungulit ni Aubrey na sumama sa isang skydiving activity. Nagka-aberya ang equipment ni Randall at nahulog ito mula sa himpapawid.

Isinugod ang lalaki sa ospital pero huli na ang lahat para maligtas pa ito kaya tinahi-tahi na lamang ang katawan nito.

Galit na galit at hindi humuhupo ang poot ng pamilya Camero kay Aubrey dahil sa nangyari.

At si Luna… ayaw na niyang masaksihan pa na ipinagtatanggol ng asawa niya ang ibang babae. May mga ibang bagay pa siyang dapat gawin.

Ngunit sa pag-andar ng makina ng kotse, bigla namang bumukas ang likurang pinto.

Nakatayo mula roon si Ralph, matangkad at matipuno sa suot na itim na suit, at ang gwapo nitong mukha ay hindi maitago ang pagkailang sa kanya.

“Uuwi ka na ba, Luna?”

“Oo.” Kakasagot pa lang niya nang mapansin niya sina Aubrey at ang batang lalaki sa tabi nito. Si Dustin Camero, ang apat na taong gulang na anak nina Aubrey at kuya Randall niya na mataba at inosente na agad na sumampa sa kotse.

“Tita, pakihatid na lang po kami ni Mommy pauwi!” bulalas ng bata.

Kumunot ang noo ni Luna sa sinabi ng bata, sabay tingin kay Ralph na para bang nanghihingi ng paliwanag.

Pinagdikit ni Ralph ang mga labi bago magsalita, “Galit pa rin sina Mama at Papa. Sa atin muna titira sina Aubrey at Dustin.”

At para masigurong papayag siya, nagpatuloy si Ralph, “Gusto mo rin naman ng anak, ‘di ba? It’s a good opportunity for you to learn to take care of Dustin first..”

Halos matawa si Luna nang marinig ‘yon. Pero naisip niyang hindi tama ang tumawa habang nasa sementeryo sila.

Hinayaan na lamang niyang sumabay ang mag-ina sa kanya pauwi, habang ang magaling niyang asawa ay bumalik sa lumang mansyon para akuin ang galit ng mga magulang nito.

Tunay ngang… napakaresponsable!

Pagdating nila sa bahay, nakahanda na agad ang guest room. Nauna na palang tinawagan ni Ralph si Manang Celia.

Nakahinga nang maluwag si Luna dahil hindi na niya kailangan pang pagsilbihan ang mag-ina. Matapos mag-shower ay nagtungo na siya sa kama at natulog.

Nang magising siya, alas-nuwebe na ng gabi. Sakto namang kasabay nang pagdampot niya ng phone ay ang pagtunog nito.

Atty. Daniela Santos is calling…

“Na-draft ko na ang annulment papers, as you requested. Ihatid ko na ba sa ‘yo?”

“Salamat, Dani,” napapaos na wika ni Luna. “Hindi mo na kailangang ihatid dito. Ipa-delivery mo na lang.”

“Ang bilis mong nagdesisyon, Luna. Sigurado ka na ba talaga?”

Nag-alala ang tono ng boses ni Atty. Dani Santos na marami nang nahawakang mga kasong katulad ng kay Luna, iniisip na baka nagiging emosyonal at padalos-dalos lamang ang babae.

“Siguro nga ay hindi mabuting asawa ang Ralph Camero na ‘yon, pero baka may ibang paraan pa…”

Napabangon si Luna, binuksan ang ilaw. Kasabay niyon ay ang malinaw na desisyon sa kanyang isipan.

“Pinag-isipan ko na ito nang mabuti, Dani. May ibang babae ang asawa ko. At ang kapal ng mukha niyang magmasturbate gamit ang mga litrato ng ibang babae.”
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Chapter 1: The Day I Was Sold (Part 1)
They didn’t use my name when they put the collar on.“Iron for the trouble ones,” the handler muttered, bored, as if he were choosing a leash for a dog. His fingers dug into my jaw, forcing my head up. The ring of metal was cold for a heartbeat.Then he snapped it shut, and it bit.Iron bit my throat the way their lies always had.My breath caught. The edges of the collar scraped raw skin that was already scarred from cheaper metal. I didn’t flinch. Omegas who flinched got spiked collars, shock collars, muzzles. I’d learned that lesson the first month in the servants’ wing.“Lot Twenty-Seven,” the handler called over his shoulder. “Ready.”Lot Twenty-Seven. Not Aria. Not “girl.” Just a number in someone else’s ledger.The holding pen stank of old fear and older blood. Sweat and cheap perfume tried to cover it, but nothing could really hide the sour reek of terror. Around me, other girls knelt in a cramped line, collars clinking when someone’s shoulder brushed another’s.One girl whisp
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Chapter 2: The Day I Was Sold (Part 2)
Cold detonated in my veins, a flood of winter snapping bones and dousing fire. The surge of power that had just erupted inside me shrieked, flared brighter for one desperate instant——then something uglier slammed down on it.Not just poison, though there was that too, burning a black-ice path through me. This was heavier. Vile-thick. The feeling of hands reaching back into a door I’d finally forced open and slamming it shut, then welding iron bars across it from the inside.The curse roared back to life.Invisible chains clamped around my soul, tighter than they’d ever been. The silver-blue light on my skin sputtered and went out. My sharpened senses blurred, smearing into one dull mass.The sound stretched.The auctioneer’s shout warped, words drawn long and thin. Faces swam in my dimming vision.On the balcony, someone screamed. Damon’s scent hit me like smoke in my lungs—acrid with shock, an undercurrent of possessive fury that made my fading wolf bare her teeth.My gaze found him
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Chapter 3 – Waking in the Past
Not free. Not strong. Awake.The words echoed inside me like a drumbeat as I sat on the thin mattress, heart racing, damp sheets twisted around my legs.I forced myself to breathe. In. Out. Count the breaths. Count anything.One: cracked ceiling. Two: water stains shaped like a crooked wolf. Three: the rusted nail holding the shard of the mirror in place. Four: the faint scrape of wooden dummies outside as someone reset the training yard.This was real.Or the Moon Goddess had crafted the most vicious dream of my life.“Think,” I whispered to myself.My voice still sounded young. Too young.I slid off the bed. My legs wobbled as I stood, the old ache from yesterday’s chores humming in my calves. My toes pressed against the cold stone floor, the same uneven flagstones I used to curse when I stubbed them in the dark.In the yard, Damon swung again, wooden swords slicing the air. He barked a short laugh at something his sparring partner said, the sound snatched away by the late‑day b
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Chapter 4 – Refusing to Fall Again
I carried the linens inside without looking back again.By the time I’d finished laying them out in the guest rooms, my cheek had stopped throbbing and settled into a dull heat. The rest of my body still ached from yesterday’s work and from the phantom pain of a death that technically hadn’t happened yet.It didn’t matter. In Bloodthorn, work didn’t stop because your soul was tired.“Aria!”Madam Hest, the head of servants, stuck her head out of the laundry room, grey hair coming loose from her bun. Her lip curled when she saw me.“Training grounds,” she barked. “Before the warriors start snapping at us. Towels, water, move.”“Yes, Madam,” I said.She thrust a stack of rough towels into my arms and jerked her head at the back door. A wooden yoke leaned against the wall beside two heavy water buckets.I slid my arms through the yoke and hefted it onto my shoulders, muscles complaining. The weight bit down across my collarbones, the buckets sloshing cold against my calves as I walked.T
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Chapter 5– The Contract That Sold Me
I didn’t sleep much after the mark disappeared.Long after the candle burned down to a stub and died, I lay stiff on the thin mattress, staring at the dark. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the twin crescents gleaming under my skin and heard that distant voice:There you are…By the time gray light seeped through the tiny window, my body ached from the day’s work and the night’s tension. My mind, somehow, felt clearer.Last time, mornings had just been the start of another day of surviving. Today felt like the first step of… something else.Not free. Not strong. Awake.I rolled off the mattress, every muscle protesting, and splashed my face in the basin. The water was icy enough to make my teeth click. It helped.The bruise on my cheek had darkened overnight, a purple shadow under the skin. The rest of me looked the same as always: plain, tired, forgettable. No glowing mark, no sign of royal blood. Just a servant girl with dishwater in her hair.But I knew better now.Hidden coi
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Chapter 6 – Buying Time With Humiliation
My time window had just shrunk.If I didn’t find a way to kill that contract before the Debt Office man arrived, they’d put my body on paper all over again—and this time, I might not get another chance to come back.***The summons came the next morning.“Aria.” Madam Hest’s voice cracked across the servants’ hall like a whip. “Front.”I wiped my hands on my apron and stepped forward, heart already tightening.Father and Mother stood just inside the doorway, dressed in their best clothes—which meant Father had buttoned his shirt to the top, and Mother’s apron was only lightly stained. Both wore strained, eager expressions that made my skin crawl.“Alpha’s house,” Hest said shortly. “You’re to go with your guardians for a discussion.”Guardians. The word sounded like a bad joke in her mouth, too.Mother’s grip clamped around my elbow before I could respond.“Come along,” she said, voice falsely sweet. “You don’t want to keep the Alpha waiting, do you?”Her fingers dug in hard enough to
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Chapter 7 – Testing My Chains
“I bought myself time,” I whispered under my breath. “Now I have to use it before they sell me in the dark.”Time. A few days, maybe. Enough to breathe, to think.Not enough to be safe.***The backlash came as soon as I stepped back into the servants’ wing.Father was waiting just inside the door, his face mottled red, the Debt Office letter clenched in one hand like he wanted to strangle it.“You stupid girl,” he hissed, fingers already reaching.He didn’t bother with words after that.His hand slammed into my shoulder, shoving me hard into the wall. My shoulder blade cracked against rough stone; white pain flared and then steadied into a hot ache.“You faint in front of the Alpha?” he snarled, spittle hitting my face. “In front of the Debt Office? Do you know what you almost cost us?”Mother hovered behind him, eyes sharp with fear and anger, not concern.“She always was dramatic,” she said. “Always making things about her. If Ironford pulls out because they think she’s sick—”My w
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Chapter 8 – Burned Records
“If they’re going to dig through my past,” I murmured, candlelight guttering low, “maybe it’s time I started digging too.”***The records building sat on the far edge of the pack compound, past the training grounds and toward the old stone wall that marked Bloodthorn’s original boundary.I’d only seen it from a distance before: a squat, forgotten thing of dark brick and sagging roof tiles, the kind of place no one went unless they had to.Today, apparently, I had to.“Move along,” the guard escorting me grunted.I hugged my threadbare shawl tighter around my shoulders and stepped inside.Dust hit me first. Old, dry, heavy, thick enough to taste. The air felt crowded with paper and ink and secrets no one had looked at in years.Shelves lined the walls and marched down the center of the long room: wooden stacks sagging under the weight of scrolls, ledgers, and bundles of tied parchment. Light slanted in through narrow, dirty windows, turning the floating dust motes into lazy ghosts.Be
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Chapter 9 – The First Rumor of a Witch
I walked back toward the servants’ wing with the thin Bloodthorn file tucked under my arm and the ghost of Mooncrest hot under my skin.On paper, I was nobody. A foundling by the road, taken in “out of charity.” Easy to trade away.In burnt ink, in a locked cabinet, I was Lyris Aria Mooncrest. Hybrid. Missing. Presumed dead.Both versions were dangerous. One got me sold. The other got me burned.I had to survive both.***Lila was waiting for me just inside the main house corridor, where the polished floors began and scuffed servant stone ended.She leaned against the wall, perfectly posed, a tray of unused teacups at her elbow to justify her presence. Her dress today was soft blue, flattering and expensive. A ribbon tied at her waist made her look younger and sweeter than she was.“Aria,” she said, as if she’d just happened to see me. “There you are.”My fingers tightened on the file.“Lila,” I answered, keeping my tone flat.Her gaze dropped pointedly to the papers, then slid back t
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Chapter 10 – A Different Aria
“Aria? Are you… crying?”Damon’s voice didn’t sound like it did in the training yard—sharp, amused, commanding. It sounded… unsure. Like he’d surprised himself by even asking.I wiped the last dampness from my cheeks with the heel of my hand.“No,” I said, keeping my voice low and even. “Just tired.”A pause.On the other side of the wood, I could almost hear his wolf shifting restlessly. The mark at my wrist pulsed once, faint and irritated, then settled.“You faint in front of my father. You drag the debt office into more delays. Now the servants are calling you cursed,” he said. “Tired seems like a small word for all that.”“I’m still here,” I replied. “That’s enough for now.”The silence stretched. I imagined him standing there, jaw tight, hands fisted at his sides like they did when he couldn’t decide whether to punch a wall or not.“You’re not… causing trouble on purpose, are you?” he asked finally. “With the rumors.”“Do you think I enjoy people calling me a witch?” I asked b
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