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Rejected and Banished Pregnant With the Alpha’s Twins

Rejected and Banished Pregnant With the Alpha’s Twins

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last updateÚltima atualização : 2026-10-25
Por:  Liora RavensongAtualizado agora
Idioma: English
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Sinopse

Dark Romance

Werewolf

Survival Game

Alpha

Goodgirl

Betrayal

Forbidden Love

Serena Vale thought the Moon Goddess had blessed her when she discovered Alpha Kael Thorn was her fated mate. But on the night of their mating ceremony, Kael shattered her world. Before the entire pack, he rejected her… accused her of betrayal… and chose another woman as his Luna. Humiliated and broken, Serena is banished from the pack without mercy. There is only one problem. She’s carrying the Alpha’s heirs. Left to die in rogue territory, Serena expects death—until the most feared creature in the werewolf world saves her. The Lycan King. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Lucien Draven has never bowed to anyone… yet the moment he catches Serena’s scent, he becomes obsessed with protecting her. As Serena rises from rejected outcast to powerful Luna Queen, the Alpha who destroyed her begins to realize the horrifying truth: He rejected the wrong woman. Now kingdoms will burn. Because the Lycan King is willing to start a war to keep her. And Serena is no longer the weak girl they once humiliated.

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Katie Scott
Katie Scott
This is a good storyline but certain parts drag on with saying the same things over and over throughout the book. This story is different than most of the ware wolf books on here and the book keeps you interested I just wish the author didn’t drag it out.
2026-10-13 19:15:28
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Can’t wait for Selena and Lucien to fall in love......Kael just proved to be an idiot fr..., leaving Serena as a so called responsibility of protecting the pack, what a dumb and shameless alpha. I really like the way you explain everything in details. Well done author...
2026-09-13 07:53:52
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Elle
Elle
I have only read a few books on this app, and you can tell that they were written by fic/smut readers, which isn’t a bad thing. But this author sounds like a poet, someone who utilizes words to their fullest and doesn’t just settle for a passable explanation. The way the story is told is gorgeous
2026-06-28 05:24:54
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143 Capítulos
The Public Rejection
The white dress had cost Serena three months of savings.She'd bought it from an old seamstress on the southern edge of the territory — a woman who'd sewn Luna gowns for thirty years and had pressed Serena's hands between her own papery palms when the final fitting was done, and whispered, 'He is lucky, child. Make sure he knows it.'Serena had laughed then. Now, standing before the mirror in her small cottage at the edge of the Thorn Pack grounds, she couldn't remember how that laugh had felt.Her hands wouldn't stop shaking.She pressed them flat against the lace overlay of the skirt and breathed — slow, deliberate, the way her father had taught her before sparring matches when she was small. In through the nose. Count to four. Out through the mouth. Count to four.It didn't help.The woman in the mirror stared back at her with wide, dark eyes still raw at the corners. Honey-warm skin. A mouth that kept tightening at the edges when she forgot to watch it. Her hair was pinned up with
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Humiliation Before the Pack
The words detonated inside her like a weapon.Not metaphorically. Physically. The mate-bond rejection hit her nervous system with the blunt, brutal force of something biological being torn in half, and the sound that rose in Serena's throat was not a cry or a scream but something deeper — a sound her wolf made that she had never heard herself make before. An animal sound. A wounded sound.She swallowed it.She swallowed it whole, down into the same locked place where she had been swallowing everything for three weeks, and she caught herself on the back of a nearby chair — oak, cold, unyielding — and she held on. Her knuckles went white. Her vision doubled. The candles in the hall fractured into pale smears of light.But she did not fall.She would not fall here. Not in front of them. Not in front of him.'The rejection is witnessed,' Elder Rowe said from the podium. His voice was smooth and rehearsed. He had known. Of course he had known. How many of them had known?She looked around
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The Secret No One Knows
She came back slowly, the way a person surfaces from deep water — first sound, then light, then the understanding of where she was.The smell of lavender. Dried rosemary. The faint copper bite of healing salves that had soaked into these walls over decades.The pack infirmary. Low ceiling. Exposed beams. One clay candle in its familiar iron holder above the bed. She had been here before — a twisted ankle at fourteen, a fever at nineteen, both times she had left within hours. She had never feared this room.She stared at the ceiling and did not move.For one merciful, suspended moment the events of the morning were still slightly out of reach. She was only a body in a bed. Breathing. Warm. The afternoon light was pale and quiet through the small high window and outside, birds were moving in the trees.Then the memory arrived in full.It arrived not in sequence but all at once — his face at the altar, the words, the circlet, the crowd cheering, Selene's profile in that red dress, Damon'
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Banished!
She had one night.Maren bolted the infirmary door and stood at the window with a candle guttering in the draft, watching the path outside with the vigilance of someone who expected company. Serena lay in the narrow bed and stared at the ceiling beams and did not sleep. The twins — the word kept arriving fresh, kept requiring her to absorb it all over again, like touching a burn and being surprised by the heat.Twins.Two lives. Growing inside her without permission or planning, threading themselves into her biology while the world above them fell apart.She spent the night making decisions in the dark.She would not tell Kael immediately. The law gave her the right to declare before exile, but law required a hearing, and a hearing required witnesses she couldn't trust, and by the time a fair adjudication could be arranged, Selene would have three days to build a counter-narrative. Three days was more than enough time for a woman of Selene's particular skills.She would wait. She woul
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The Beast in the Dark
She ran because standing still meant dying.She was not fast enough. She had always known this about herself — she had trained, had drilled, had spent her adolescence in the practice yard with the other pack juveniles, but she had never been built for speed. She was built for endurance. For quiet persistence. For the long kind of strength.Neither of those were useful here.She made forty steps before one of them got ahead of her.It appeared from between two pines without warning — a wall of fur and teeth and fetid heat, planting itself directly in her path with the deliberate ease of something that had done this before. That had run prey to ground in this exact forest in this exact darkness so many times the routine was cellular.It lowered its head.The sound that came from it was not a growl. It was something lower than a growl — a sustained, structural vibration, like the groan a building makes before a load-bearing wall gives way.She dodged left, threw herself between two trees
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The Dangerous Stranger
The blood.It was just blood. That was the rational framing of it — claw marks, partially clotted, a wound that needed cleaning and a compress and time. The kind of injury she had treated a dozen times on training ground scrapes and hunting accidents. In the absolute scale of things this was not a serious wound.But the way he was looking at it.He had not moved. He was crouched in front of her in the gully floor with a stillness that wasn't relaxation but something more like suspension — a mechanism holding itself at maximum tension while the calculation ran. His eyes, those dark-water eyes, were fixed on the tear in her jacket with an intensity that made the fine hair on the back of her neck rise.It was not hunger. She had grown up around wolves. She knew what bloodlust looked like in a predator's face. This was not that.This was recognition.'Don't,' she said. Her voice came out clear but she pressed herself harder against the earth wall anyway. 'Don't touch me. I don't know who
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The Castle of Lycans
She woke in a bed that knew how to hold a person.This was her first conscious thought — not where she was, not who had brought her there, but the simple, extraordinary fact of the mattress beneath her. She had grown up on a cot with a wool blanket. She had slept in Kael's rooms twice and found his bed adequate. This was something else entirely. This was a bed that had been engineered from the foundation of the craft by someone who understood that rest, true rest, was not passive — it was earned and supported and held.She opened her eyes.The ceiling above her was vaulted — dressed stone arching thirty feet overhead, cross-beamed in dark timber, hung with a chandelier of crystal that currently held no flame but still caught some ambient glow from the far wall and fractured it into soft geometry across the ceiling.The room was the size of a house.Not a large house. But a house. Stone walls dressed in dark tapestries — abst
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The Alpha's Regret Begins
Three days without sleep.Kael sat in the training yard at four in the morning and let the cold work on him — frost-bitten air, frozen earth under bare feet, the kind of cold that stripped thought down to its studs. He had tried the bed. He had tried the chair. He had tried walking the perimeter of the territory at midnight with two confused warriors who hadn't questioned their Alpha's behavior out loud but had communicated volumes with their silence.Nothing stopped it.The mate bond was supposed to fade. Every elder text, every precedent he had researched, every careful consultation he had conducted in the months of preparation for this — all of it had said the same thing: rejection was painful, the bond would fracture and dull, and within a few weeks the biological imperative would recede into background noise. Manageable. Livable.It was not fading.If anything it was metastasizing.The ache behind his sternum had migrated &m
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The Lycan King Watches Her
She had been at Draven Keep for four days and she had learned its rhythms the way she'd always learned new environments — quietly, systematically, without appearing to.The morning routine: kitchen staff by six, scent of bread and something dark and roasted moving through the stone corridors by seven. A shift change in the guard at eight, conducted with military precision and minimal noise. Lucien appearing in the eastern corridor around nine, always alone, always with documents he carried without a case, always moving with the directed purpose of a man whose time was accounted for.The afternoon quiet: a genuine lull between noon and two when even the guards seemed to breathe differently, the deep stone of the Keep absorbing the day's activity and releasing a brief, cool stillness. She had learned to use this time. To walk the permitted sections of the Keep — she had mapped them carefully against the sections that were unpermitted — and to think.
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Selene's Lies
The pack was holding its breath.Kael felt it in every room he entered. The way conversations would continue for exactly two more sentences after he walked in before finding reasons to end. The way his senior warriors gave their briefings with the clipped efficiency of men staying strictly on the assigned topic and declining all tangents. The way elders looked at each other when they thought he wasn't watching.Something was fermenting.In any healthy pack this was simply the ecology of communal life — concerns flowing upward, dissent finding channels, the whole organism adjusting to new arrangements. He knew this. He had led long enough to understand that a pack's mood was information, not insubordination.The information being transmitted was: something is wrong.He sat at the head of the council table three days after Damon's news about the Lycan territory and watched Selene present the season's administrative proposals. She was excellent
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