Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Lycan king

Chapter 1 I wake before dawn, as always. The moment my eyes open, I know what the day holds: an endless amount of chores, insults, and exhaustion. I was already dreading the day as I stood up from the mat. The pack house was already stirring, the sounds of laughter and conversations filled the hall as I slipped out of the small cot I was given in the omega’s quarters. My body ached, and my hands were rough from years of scrubbing floors and serving meals. I tell myself that today will be different. Today, I turn eighteen. I lived in the Blood-moon pack, the tenth pack of the ten founding packs. It was a privilege to stay in a pack like this. At least that was what I was told every morning and night by the head maid and chef. My name is Emma, and I’m an orphan. My mother died the day I was born - at least that was what the pack members told me. Not like they ever let me forget. I was the girl who killed her mother. My father, on the other hand, has been nonexistent. My mot

Chapter 3The first thing I feel when I wake up is warmth. I shift slightly, my body sore from the night before, and heat rises to my cheeks. The flimsy sheet barely covers me, but I don’t move to pull it up. Instead, I let myself bask in the moment, in the lingering scent of Aiden all over me.He didn’t reject me. He had chosen me.I had given myself to him because I believed in the bond, in the promises he made last night. That he wanted me. That he would claim me. That I was his.A small smile tugs on my lips, I open my eyes just as I hear the rustling of fabric, and my heart skips at the sight of him standing by the window, shirtless, pulling on his pants with ease. His muscles ripple under his tanned skin. The early morning light shines across his face, making him look even more breathtaking.I watch him silently, my heart swelling with something dangerously close to hope.Then he turns, noticing I’m awake. A slow smirk curves his lips as he walks over, sitting at the edge of my

“Mate.”The words slam into me like a punch to my gut, knocking the air out of me. My face drains of color instantly, my eyes widen.“What?”The guards stiffen. One of them visibly flinches.I don’t react at first. I can’t. My heart is hammering so violently it drowns out every other sound.No, no, no, no. Not again.I grip the chains tighter, my breathing shallow. I don’t want this. I don’t want to be tied to another man, another Alpha, another monster who will only break me.But the bond snaps into place, a warmth I don’t want. A pull I refuse to acknowledge. My wolf, weak and dormant, stirs sluggishly, recognizing him instantly.The Lycan King doesn’t move. He just watches me, his eyes calm and void of emotion. Then he speaks again.“Unlock the cage.”The guards hesitate. “Sire, she’s a rogue—”His gaze flicks to them, and the air grows unbearably hot. “I gave you an order.”It isn’t loud. It isn’t shouted. But the weight of his voice makes the men scramble to obey. The keys jangle

After a few days of being locked inside this room, I was finally tired of the confinement. I hesitated at the door, my fingers curling around the handle, my nerves all over the place. I could no longer sit still while listening to the pack members laughing outside the door or hear them grunting while training. The room I was given was a stark contrast to the one I was used to in the Bloodmoon Pack. It was painted in a soft pink color, with large windows to let the air in, and a large queen-sized bed to envelop every part of me. It was more beautiful than I was used to, and quite frankly, not what I was accustomed to. As much as I loved staying in there and hiding from the world, it was beginning to get tiring. My wolf, whom I still wasn’t accustomed to, was whining and writhing inside of me, begging to be set free for even a second. After what happened with Aiden, she had gone silent until Kieran came along. Now, I could feel her excitement inside me, and as much as I tried to shov

Chapter 9“Have the Silvermoon pack report to me on why their Alpha has suddenly disappeared from the pack…and why no one thought it important enough for me to know.”“Understood, Alpha,” Tobias nods.He starts to speak again, something about the crisis in the northern region, but I barely hear him. My thoughts are elsewhere, consumed by her.After her collapse in the woods, she has withdrawn into herself again. Silent. Distant. Not like she wasn't ever distant.A familiar frustration coils in my chest. She's in my home now, under my protection, yet she still feels like a ghost, slipping through my fingers.“Kieran.”Tobias's voice jolts me from my thoughts.I blink at him. He's frowning.“What's going on?” he asks. “I've been talking about the northern region for the past five minutes, but you haven't heard a word. Is something wrong?”I exhale, leaning back against my desk, arms crossed.“She has marks.”Tobias tilts his head. “Marks?” he repeats.I nod. “On her arms...” the memory