Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected but Fated with the Alpha King: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I woke up in the small room and looked around. Elaina and Max aren’t here. But the bruises on my thighs were evidence of a memory that I had forgotten for a moment.‘Wasn’t it just a dream?’ “Did you wake up?”I looked up and saw Georgina. She went inside with a bowl of water and a clean towel. Georgina sat down.“Elaina did a lot today, didn’t she?”She did. My stepsister beat me more than the last time.“I am sorry, Elizabeth,” Georgina said. Tears welled up in her eyes. “If only I am strong enough to save you, I will.”“Georgina.”“Yes?”“Did Max and Elaina come back?”Her eyes widened and subsided.“You didn’t remember? Elaina came back.”“Alone?”“No. She came back and you…”The sound of her melancholy voice gave me an ominous feeling.“I did what?” I asked, holding her arms.She peered straight into my eyes and uttered, “You rejected Max, Elizabeth. You said it yourself.”In a second I sank into the deep sea and the whole world suddenly disappeared. Now that Georgina told me wh

Elizabeth’s POV[“Hi Elizabeth. It’s me, Max. I messaged you because there’s something you need to know. The truth is Elaina lied to me today. She took that video out of a joke. I felt so guilty for you, Elizabeth. And I want to make you feel better. Can you come and meet me tonight?”]Hope.At some point, I stopped believing that there would be hope for me. Because the moment I do, Elaina will appear and steal everything.But this time, I wanted to believe Max.The wolf inside me suggested calling the number to confirm that it was Max, not Elaina. I didn’t know calling someone would take much courage because my hands right now were trembling as I dialed his number.Kring! Kring! After three rings, the person from the other line answered.[“Elizabeth?”]‘This voice! I know it is Max!’ I felt so happy to hear his voice as I began to hope that things will turn out better.“M-Max. It’s you.”[“Yes, it’s me. Elizabeth, I am so sorry for hurting you. Right now, I don’t know how to face

Elizabeth’s POV Slowly and reluctantly, I opened my eyes. I blinked several times to clear the hazy vision as I scrutinized my surroundings in confusion. Then, I found myself in an unfamiliar dim place. The moonlight shone through the window, brightening the room. And when I looked in front of me, bells rang inside my head. In front of me, I saw a tall man with black hair, tanned skin, and sharp eyes. He was so handsome that I caught myself in awe. Thanks to his strong aura, I snapped myself. I crawled backward and protected my body with all my might. “W-Who are you? W-Where am I?” He opened his lips and answered my question right away. “My name is Hogan. You are in the Black Lake Pack.” As soon as he said those, I remembered the last thing I heard from Elaina before I lost consciousness. [“Hurry up, Max. The Blood Moon Pack people are here. We need to send this bitch as soon as possible.”] If he is Hogan and I am in the Blood Moon Pack, then… “B-Black Lake P-Pack? And yo

“Do you want to eat this?” I looked at the deer leg which was tantalizing me to grab and eat it. What stopped me from doing so was Hogan himself. Even if he seems harmless right now, it was tough for me to forget the blood he smeared on his hands when he killed the rogues. “N-No. I am fine. I don’t need it.” Hogan blinked a few times. He then withdrew his hand and placed the deer leg back on the plate. Regret came after I avoided his gaze. Is it really because I fear him? Or is it because of the trauma that my stepmother and stepsister clawed at me? Whatever the answer, lamenting was futile. I already refused to eat the meat. And now, Hogan probably ate everyt… No. When I looked back, Hogan was gone. But there are still remaining pieces of meat on the plate he left. My eyes cored at meat. It invited me to come closer and have a bite. My mind opposed the idea, but my feet walked forward anyway. Shortly, I arrived near the table and in front of the tempting food. ‘Hogan won’t

Hogan’s POV It was a jest. The delicious meat I ate last night was only because I was hungry. That’s what I thought not until I had her food again. When I was living alone, I only ate bland meat that I hunted myself. It tastes like my life. Bland, raw, disgusting, and worthless. I never felt happy during my meal. But this woman’s cooking changed my perspective. I had long forgotten my childhood days with my parents. I was always looking forward to my mom’s cooking and the time when we would eat together in front of one table. I thought I had erased everything. For I feel like I don’t deserve to remember good memories because of this damn curse. Chewing the tender meat, I lifted my eyes towards the woman eating silently across from my seat. She kept on fidgeting her fingers. Her mouth opened, closed, opened, closed, opened, and closed several times as if she wanted to open an argument but failed to do so. Feigning ignorance, I lowered my head and had another spoonful of the savo