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It was almost 10:00 am when the convoy rolled through the forested edge of Cresthill’s borders. The territory was known for its pristine air and high trees with leaves that swayed in the breeze, casting scattered shadows on the well-maintained path.

The inside of the car was comfortably silent, broken only by the occasional soft buzz of Elora’s earpiece or the low murmur of Marcus’s voice over the radio as he coordinated check-ins.

Daniella sat with her hands clasped in her lap, the weight of the day slowly lifting with each passing mile. She glanced out the tinted windows, taking in the rolling hills and sun-dappled meadows, and allowed herself a breath of peace. In the seat beside her, Elora remained calm and focused, her presence reassuring in a quiet, fierce way.

“You’ve been awfully quiet,” Elora said after a time, her voice gentle but unyielding.

“Just…thinking,” Daniella replied. “Trying to prepare.”

“For what?”

“For being Luna in public. It still feels surreal sometimes.”

Elor
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  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   142

    The road to Vault Pack wound through rugged terrain—jagged cliffs, towering pines, and stretches of silence broken only by the wind slicing through the mountain air. It was a land carved by time and forgotten storms, its narrow valleys and dark, iron-hued rock formations giving it an otherworldly feel. Daniella had read about Vault Pack in briefing scrolls, but nothing quite prepared her for the sheer gravity of the land itself. It was as if the mountains had closed around it, guarding secrets behind stone gates.They were halfway through the journey when the convoy came to a sputtering halt.Smoke hissed from beneath the hood of the lead vehicle, a sleek black SUV modified for high-altitude travel. Dalton, who’d been navigating, climbed out with a sigh. Beta Marcus was already at the front, sleeves rolled, eyes narrowed at the engine.“Looks like the radiator’s shot,” Marcus muttered. “Could’ve been a loose mount on the descent.”Dalton frowned. “Can we fix it here?”Elora, Gamma of

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   141

    THE NEXT MORNING — THORNVALE PACKDaniella stirred first, blinking groggily as her senses adjusted to the new environment. She sat up slowly, her body still aching from the long day of diplomacy and travel.Dalton was already awake, seated at the small writing desk by the window, scribbling notes into a leather-bound journal. He glanced up at the sound of rustling sheets and offered her a soft smile.“Morning,” he said, voice low and warm. “Slept okay?”“Better than expected,” she admitted with a stretch. “But better than expected. My mind wouldn’t quiet down after yesterday.”Dalton turned to her, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. “You were brilliant. Even Elinor saw it.”Before she could respond, a knock came at the door, brisk but not urgent.Dalton stood and opened it to find a young Thornvale warrior, a messenger waiting with a respectful bow.“Alpha Elinor requests a moment of your time, Alpha Dalton… and Luna Daniella, if she is available.”Daniella, now sitting upr

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   140

    It was almost 10:00 am when the convoy rolled through the forested edge of Cresthill’s borders. The territory was known for its pristine air and high trees with leaves that swayed in the breeze, casting scattered shadows on the well-maintained path.The inside of the car was comfortably silent, broken only by the occasional soft buzz of Elora’s earpiece or the low murmur of Marcus’s voice over the radio as he coordinated check-ins.Daniella sat with her hands clasped in her lap, the weight of the day slowly lifting with each passing mile. She glanced out the tinted windows, taking in the rolling hills and sun-dappled meadows, and allowed herself a breath of peace. In the seat beside her, Elora remained calm and focused, her presence reassuring in a quiet, fierce way.“You’ve been awfully quiet,” Elora said after a time, her voice gentle but unyielding.“Just…thinking,” Daniella replied. “Trying to prepare.”“For what?”“For being Luna in public. It still feels surreal sometimes.”Elor

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   139

    Beta Marcus’s office always had a certain organized chaos to it—piles of paperwork, color-coded files, and a half-eaten protein bar perpetually sitting on the corner of his desk. He was hunched over the weekly report when Dalton entered, a cake box balanced casually in one hand.Marcus looked up and arched a brow. “You come bearing food? Should I be worried?”Dalton smirked and set the box down with a quiet thud. “Consider this a bribe.”Marcus snorted. “If it’s about the annual budget—”“It’s not,” Dalton cut in, pulling a chair and sitting with a tired exhale. “I need you to reshuffle the pack visit itinerary.”Marcus blinked, surprised. “Didn’t we just finalize that two nights ago? Emerald Pack first, then Silverpine, Vault, Thornvale, Cresthill—”“We’re flipping it,” Dalton said, his voice even but firm. “Cresthill first. Emerald last.”Marcus leaned back in his chair, expression shifting as he took in the gravity behind the change. “This is about Daniella?”Dalton nodded. “She ne

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   138

    The mansion was hushed, its halls. As he made his way through the corridor toward their shared quarters, Dalton loosened his collar, his thoughts already turning to her, her voice, her warmth, the steady anchor she’d become in his world.Their bedroom was dimly lit. The gentle scent of lavender hung in the air, mingling with Daniella’s own. She was already beneath the covers, her hair loose across the pillow like dark silk. She turned slightly as he entered, her eyes heavy with sleep but still alert, as though she’d been waiting for him.“You’re late,” she murmured, her voice wrapped in concern.“I know,” Dalton said, stripping off his coat and draping it over the nearby armchair. “Council ran long. Then the paperwork. You know how it is.”He slipped into bed beside her, the warmth of her body welcoming him home in a way no place ever truly had. Daniella rested her head on his shoulder, one hand instinctively placed on his chest, right above his heart.He pressed a kiss to her hairlin

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   137

    The Riverdale Pack Council MeetingAlpha Dalton sat at the dining table, a steaming cup of black coffee in one hand and a half-eaten croissant on the plate before him. Across from him sat his father, Alpha Reid, reading the day's security report with furrowed brows.Dalton cleared his throat lightly, setting his cup down. "Father, I’d like to speak with the council this afternoon."Reid looked up from the paper, arching a brow. “Council? What for?”Dalton leaned forward slightly, his tone steady but resolute. “It’s about the annual rounds. I want to begin preparations to visit the fealty packs under our banner—and those we’ve allied with. It’s time we reaffirm our ties.”Reid gave a thoughtful nod, folding the paper and setting it aside. “Good. Very good. That’s long overdue. Call the meeting for this afternoon, then. The council should hear it straight from you.”**************Alpha Dalton sat facing his father, flanked on either side by his Beta and Gamma. The elders, six of them,

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   136

    RIVERDALE PACKIt was the second morning after their wedding, and the world felt impossibly serene. Daniella wore a soft grey sweater, the sleeves pushed up to her elbows, she walked beside Dalton, her fingers intertwined with his, still adjusting to the strange and beautiful weight of the wedding band that now adorned her finger. Dalton walked with easy confidence, the gait an Alpha possessed without trying too hard. The past few days had been a whirlwind of emotions—joy, exhaustion, and beneath it all, a steady thrum of something she couldn’t name. Contentment, perhaps. Or maybe, the quiet beginning of peace.They had decided to take a quiet walk through the ancestral lands of the Riverdale Pack, now that the noise and pomp of the celebration had faded. The trail took them past the old stone arch where generations of Alphas had pledged loyalty to the land, and toward a sun-dappled glade filled with wildflowers.“I still can’t believe we’re married,” Daniella murmured, brushing her

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   135

    The car slowed as it pulled up to the Garvalle estate.Alpha Liam exited first, his jaw clenched tight, his expression stormy despite the calm weather. His mother followed closely behind, silent and composed, though a strange tightness pressed behind her eyes.They walked inside silently, climbing the stairs to her private sitting room. It was one of the older wings of the house, quieter and warmer than the more modern, sterile parts of the estate. The room smelled faintly of rosewood and lavender—of memories.Ms. Garvalle moved purposefully toward a tall armoire in the corner. She opened it and began rifling through the lower drawers, finally pulling out a large, worn leather-bound album with faded corners and gold embossing on the spine.“Come sit,” she said softly, placing the album down on the coffee table. Liam joined her on the couch, his broad shoulders tense, his brow furrowed in irritation rather than curiosity.The first page flipped open, revealing a photo of two toddlers—J

  • The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back   134

    Alpha Czar and Luna Arya stood near the waiting vehicle that would return them to their pack. Arya smiled faintly as she tucked a loose strand of her golden hair behind her ear. “It’s strange, Czar,” she murmured, glancing back toward the pack house. “I initially did not want to come, and now that it is time to leave, I already feel nostalgic.”Czar turned toward her, the corners of his eyes crinkling in a smile. “Alpha Reid has indeed been a good host.”They had barely spoken the words when a tall figure approached them. It was Beta Elric, Dalton’s second-in-command.“Alpha Czar,” he said with a respectful bow of his head. “Alpha Dalton requests a private word with you before you depart—if you’d be so kind.”Czar lifted an eyebrow, surprised. “A private word? With me?”Elric nodded. “Yes, sir. He asked that I escort you personally.”Czar glanced at Arya, who gave him a soft nod of encouragement. “Go,” she said. “I’ll wait here.”The drive to Dalton’s private office was short but quie

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