All Chapters of The Alpha’s Rejected Mate Was The Stolen Werewolf Princess : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Damien’s POVThere’s always a sound the heart makes whenever it’s broken, a soft, hollow, not loud sound that echoes forever.Greymoon felt so silent. The packhouse, once filled with so much laughter, has gone entirely silent.I stared at the letter in my hand, which contained the degree of the council and was stamped by the Lycanchairman himself.The letter reads “Alpha title of Greymoon pack transferred successfully to the Luna Astrid Woods, and it should be Effective Immediately.”They have made it official: Greymoon was no longer mine. I am no longer the Mighty Alpha Damien that even the Rogues feared; even other territories feared my reign. Now I was a mere wolf. The Alpha crest that once hung on my door was removed and replaced with the sigil of Greymoon. Astrid’s Sigil.I stood in the hall —my hall, and the pack members avoided my eyes. Some bowed slightly, not out of respect or acknowledgment but out of pity. I was a laughing stock to some, while others pitied my misfort

Damien’s POVIt’s been days since I left the Greymoon pack. I stopped counting on the third night.I had no food, and I couldn’t even sleep at all. I had no power left. I felt the bond with my wolf fading away. The link between man and beast was fading with every heartbeat. My wolf was clawing tiredly to survive, but even I was already weak and tired.My foot bled from walking a long mile through the forest and mountains. And still I didn’t stop moving because stopping meant me facing my sins, and my sins hurt even more than whatever pains I was feeling.When I lost everything, only the memories became my companion and sometimes my worst enemy.I saw Astrid’s face everywhere I looked—No, not Astrid, but Celeste. The woman who took everything from me, or should I say the woman I had destroyed. That didn’t matter anymore; what mattered was the betrayal.I recall the night she became Alpha. Her posture was perfect, her smile charming. The Lycan chairman watched her with so much intere

The entire “curse” is not a curse at all. It was a containment spell from Astrid’s bloodline — one created centuries ago by the moon goddess and the First Luna to prevent the Alpha god from rising again through Astrid.The moon goddess and the First Luna managed to use the containment spell and imprisoned the alpha god, who had been dormant for centuries.In truth, Damien’s death didn’t awaken the curse; it has only weakened the seal to the prison of the Alpha god. Sebastian’s father, the Alpha lied to Sebastian telling him that Astrid’s curse could grant him powers to be the Aloha god but in reality the truth was that if the ritual is complete, he won’t ascend as the alpha god, he will only release the Alpha god spirit which is an ancient and destructive spirit that had destroyed almost the entirety of werewolves years ago and he was defeated by the moon goddess and The Luna who had it sealed away hiding it from humanity due to how dangerous the spirit was.The moon goddess had se

Astrid’s POV It was morning already, and I woke up on the right side of the bed today feeling energetic. No thoughts of Damien and no hallucinations. It was just a very peaceful night's rest. I stood up from the bed and headed towards the balcony. Then the thoughts of Taylor came to my mind. Taylor has been too quiet for a long time now, and that was unlike her. I know Taylor too well; she won’t be silent this long for no reason. I know Taylor must be plotting how to get back at me. Taylor isn’t the type to accept defeats easily, especially if it’s from me. Taylor has always been fragile from birth, and I know exactly how to break her.I called the psychiatric hospital and demanded that they reach out to Taylor and me, and that we needed to speak directly to her, which they did.Taylor.” I called the moment her voice came through from the other end of the phone.“What do you want from me now, Astrid? Have you called me up to mock me on Damien’s downfall and to run your view pos

Astrid’s POVI sat on the balcony staring at the moon. I drifted my gaze to view the estate I had just acquired on the outskirts of Greymoon. Suddenly, I began to feel a strange and uneasy sensation. I had a peculiar feeling that sent chills down my spine. My heartbeat stuttered, and immediately, the air around me became thick and cold. I choked as a result of the thick air. I stumbled backwards, and luckily, I bumped the table that was close to me. For a moment, I could swear I saw the moon blink. It blinked like an eyelid closing and reopening. “What the heck!” I muttered I became stiff instantly because this hadn’t happened before. I stood still and nothing happened for some seconds, so I convinced myself that it was my imagination. For a short period, my shadow stretched across the floor like it belonged to something or someone else; it didn’t look like mine. I shifted a little, and my shadow returned to normal. “What is happening?” I asked no one in parti