Burned by His Rejection

Ember Frost’s pov I, Owen Greystone, reject you, Ember Frost, as my future Luna and mate.Today was the mating ceremony, the most significant event in any young wolf's life."Mom, hurry up! "I don't want to miss anything, and I want to see Owen before the ceremony begins," I said, fidgeting while my mother dressed."You understand how significant this day is, Ember. I have to look my best. Who knows, you might find your mate tonight!" she replied, stepping out of her room. I blushed, my secret stirring within me.I hadn't told my family that Owen, the Alpha Heir, was my mate. I wanted it to be a surprise. As a wolf-less human, it felt like a divine miracle when we discovered we were mates on his twentieth birthday. Since then, we became close, and I've fallen for him.I had been waiting anxiously for this day, the day I would know my place in the pack. And today was the day, and I couldn't hide my excitement as we walked toward the ceremonial grounds."See you later, Mum," I said wit

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Crimson Farewell

Owen Greystone’s povOn my twentieth birthday, learning that Ember was my mate hit me like a cruel prank. A wolf-less human mated to me, the future Alpha of the Moonshine Pack? The moon goddess had to be mocking me.“What the fu**k?”A weakling like her as my mate? Laughable. Nevertheless, I couldn't treat her any differently because my father insisted we treat her as a pack member, with equal rights, no less. Accepting her as a member of the pack was already my biggest compromise. Her as my Luna? Never. We’d shared a few kisses, but that was a mistake. I knew what an Alpha Luna was like. My mother was a formidable warrior who could battle beside my father at any given time, unlike Ember, who would always be a damsel in distress. I couldn't even comprehend what function she could play in a battle, a cheering squad?.I needed a strong Luna to support and grow the pack with me, not a fragile human I would have to shield. I would spare no time in shielding her. Even if she had been a hap

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Sash on the Cliff’s Edge

Owen Greystone’s povI went toward the cliff, staring into the depths below. The fall was startling, a steep drop that made my stomach twist. The river’s roar was loud, like blood pumping through veins. A strip of mint green sash caught my attention, hung torn on a jagged branch, flapping against the wind. Klaus’s mother came over, her gaze locking on the fabric. Her lips trembled. “Oh, that’s Ember’s dress!” she gasped, voice breaking. “My baby jumped. She’s truly gone.” She swayed, clutching her head. Klaus’s father caught her, his arms strong but his face pale with dread. She leaned into him, sobbing softly, her strength crumbling.She was right. Ember's faint lavender scent on the cliff edge had faded completely. She had jumped. What a foolish human, she couldn't bear to handle one rejection. I’d never met anyone so fragile, yet her choice gnawed at me, stirring something I couldn’t name.Klaus, usually so strong, looked lost, his eyes darting to the cliff’s edge. He didn’t try

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River’s Lost Flame

Lycan King’s pov I jolted upright in bed, chest heaving, sweat beading on my brow. The same dream had haunted me for eighteen years: my daughter’s face, her tiny hand slipping from mine. The accident that stole her left me powerless, a king reduced to tears, and I couldn't do anything but weep day after day. Perhaps, I have been a little pressured lately, because the dreams had intensified, dragging up memories I’d buried: the river’s rush, the forest’s, a distant wail of grief. I couldn’t shake them. I climbed out of bed, steeling myself. I needed a walk to the forest, the place where my daughter went missing, where her absence still felt raw. For years, I’d visited that cursed spot, chasing her warmth, clinging to a hope long faded. It was my ritual, my way to feel my baby's warmth as though she were there with me when the weight of ruling grew too heavy.Today felt different. My heart raced, a restless throb pulsing through me. Unease gripped me, unusual for a Lycan King. As I st

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Waking to a Royal Lie

Ember Frost’s povPain slammed through my skull. I tried to open my eyes, but they wouldn’t budge; they remained sealed shut like they’d been glued. Darkness pressed in, heavy and absolute. Had I hit my head on the cliff’s edge? Or a rock in the river? Owen’s sneering face flashed in my mind, his voice mocking: Useless human. I’d always been weak, hadn’t I?A rustle broke the silence, followed by voices, urgent, and overlapping. “Did she move?” “She’s waking up! Fetch His Majesty!” The words swirled, unfamiliar and chaotic, spiking my headache. Confusion churned in my gut. Where was I? Who were they?“Silence, please!” I croaked, my voice barely a rasp. The noise stopped instantly, a hush falling over the room. Exhausted, I sank back, the pain dragging me under. Sleep took me fast.When I stirred again, voices hummed in my head, soft, almost musical, not a dream but real. They weren’t grating, not like the pack’s jeers back home. These were warm, alluring, like a lullaby I couldn’t pl

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All Chapters of Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Crown: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Burned by His Rejection

Crimson Farewell

Sash on the Cliff’s Edge

River’s Lost Flame

Waking to a Royal Lie