LOGINRejected. Broken. Worthless. Jane thought the worst part of being rejected by her mate would be the heartbreak. She was wrong. When her own father—the pack’s respected Beta—stands before everyone and calls her a mistake, her world shatters. The man who should have protected her becomes the one who crushes her, branding her a stain on their family and wishing she had never been born. “You’re nothing but trash. A stain on this family.” Alone, humiliated, and stripped of her identity, Jane is left with an impossible choice: endure a life of rejection… or escape into the unknown and risk everything for a chance at freedom. When the people who were supposed to love you most become your greatest enemies— How do you survive? And how do you rise?
View MoreTo my amazing readers,From the very first chapter to this very last word, you’ve stayed by my side. Thank you for sticking with me since the beginning — for reading, commenting, supporting, and believing in this story.Your love and encouragement have been my biggest motivation, and because of you, this journey became more than just a book. You gave it life.This story is as much yours as it is mine, and I’ll always be grateful for every single one of you who walked this path with me.But this isn’t the end of our adventure together. If you’ve loved this book, I’d love for you to check out my other works:✨ Marked for Ruin: The Alpha’s Rejected Mate ✨✨ The Lost Heiress’s Glorious Return ✨✨S.I.X: The Mafia’s Kryptonite ✨✨The Omega’s Revenge: No Longer His Luna ✨Each story holds a special piece of my heart, and I hope you’ll join me on those journeys too.From the bottom of my heart ; thank you again for being here, for supporting me, and for making this ride unforgettable.With all
Three Years Later…Vishal’s Stance“Dude, calm down. She’ll be fine,” Scott said firmly, patting my shoulder.“They’ve been in there for hours, man. How the hell do you expect me to be calm?” I asked, standing from the chair and pacing back and forth again.The gazes from all the people here for Jane were on me; each of the thousand gazes held a good dose of sympathy and care. It meant a lot to me — they were the only reason I was still holding down a bit right now.I paced the hallway, avoiding bumping into the nurses who always walked past us in a hurry. It was the Pack’s hospital, and we’d been here since dawn.Jane’s water broke and we rushed her down here. It had already been ten hours, and still nothing. Her piercing cries of pain came at intervals, but that was just it. I’ve been unnerved by her cries and that’s why I can’t feel relaxed, not until it is all over and she gives birth to our first child safely.“Hi, Uncle Vishal,” the three-year-old Smith said in a slight prattle,
JaneI was already out of bed before dawn, pacing the front yard and looking out for any sign of Vi.I couldn’t sleep well last night; I kept having nightmares of him getting killed by the Alpha King and never coming back to me.My repeated nightmares got rid of whatever sleep I was to get last night. I stalked out of the pack house, awaiting his return, praying hard to the moon goddess that she do me this huge favor by bringing Vishal back home to me, to us.But when the sun rose high in the sky and there was still no sign of him, I lost my cool. I was wailing and screaming his name; I couldn’t hold it in anymore. He was yet to return, and there was every chance that he might have been killed already.And it wasn’t just me who was worried and hysterical—Ella was too. Even Ray was having it as hard, but whatever agony they were feeling was nothing compared to the hell that had let loose in my heart.If Vishal doesn’t return to me anymore, then I’m surely gonna end my life with my own
JaneI kept running and running in the dark forest before I finally heard indistinct chattering. It was low, but enough to recognize that they were voices, and not just some animals making funny sounds. I traced the voices, and they became more audible with every step I took closer to them.I was panting heavily and badly needed to catch my breath. I had been running in my human form because my wolf was still too weak for me to shift into it. I had tried countless times to shift, but I ended up hitting the ground hard. With no choice left, I continued in my human form, determined to get to Ray.Vishal had asked me to go to him, and I didn’t want to disobey my mate. So, even though my body was giving up and my spirit was weak, I still willed myself into running.I ran a little more, but I hadn’t seen the log of wood lying on my path, so my foot kicked against it and I lost my balance.I fell over it, and my body rolled down the sloppy area until I stopped in the depth of dead leaves. I






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