THE PRINCESS THE ALPHA REJECTED のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 5

Ariana’s POVI have lived my whole life surrounded by gold—golden chandeliers, golden walls, golden crowns, golden expectations. The palace is a place everyone else dreams of seeing, but for me, it has always been a reminder: I am Princess Ariana Mooncrest, only daughter of Alpha King Lucian Mooncrest, the royal heir everyone watches, studies, and judges.But today, on my seventeenth birthday, all I feel is the weight of everything I am supposed to be.Servants rush through the corridors with trays of food and baskets of flowers, preparing for the evening celebration. They bow deeply as I pass, addressing me with the same title I have heard my entire life:“Princess Ariana.”My smile is polite, but inside I feel a quiet heaviness. Birthdays are supposed to be joyful, but for me, they only highlight how isolated I truly am. No real friends. No freedom. No chance to breathe without someone reporting it to my father.Today, all the noise feels louder.The long hallway smells faintly of p

Damien’s POVStrength has always been the language of my world. It was the first thing my father placed in my hands, long before I ever learned to shift, long before I understood the weight of a title. He shaped my childhood with the philosophy that an Alpha must never bend, never hesitate, never allow softness to take root in his decisions or his heart. And as the future Alpha of Silvercrest Pack, I absorbed those lessons until they molded every part of who I became. I learned to walk with a straight back, to speak with authority, and to treat emotions like fragile things meant to be hidden away, kept far from the battlefield of leadership.Because in Silvercrest, strength is not an option—it is our identity. It is the spine upon which our reputation rests. Our warriors are feared, our borders respected, and our discipline unmatched. The pack does not bow. The pack does not retreat. And certainly, the pack does not embrace weakness.This is the world I was raised to inherit. A world

ARIANA POVFour months passed, but the sting of rejection never truly left my skin. It dulled, yes, the way an old wound stops bleeding but still aches when touched. Life in Silvercrest Pack continued, school continued, and people continued to treat me as the girl who wasn’t good enough for their future Alpha. Every hallway felt like a gauntlet I had to walk through daily, and though I survived it, the bruises were not always visible.Clara remained my anchor through it all, steady and warm in the way only someone who expected nothing in return could be. She never asked for explanations, never pushed me to speak before I was ready. Leah and Ethan were the only ones who still treated me like a human being at school, refusing to join the cruelty that flowed so easily from the others’ lips. If not for the three of them, I would have collapsed long ago.The pack had not forgotten the rejection. In fact, they made sure I didn’t forget either. They whispered in the hallways, never botheri