All Chapters of Once Rejected, Now Claimed By The Lycan King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Bella's POV I had always known that my father hated me.From the very first day my mother brought me to his mansion decades ago and told him that I was his daughter, his hatred had been clear. He had sent us away that same day, threatening to kill her if she ever dared to return and ruin his reputation.But my mother had gone to the Alpha Council.And because of that, he was forced to take her in as a concubine—a decision she had never expected. Knowing that Beta Maxwell would never truly accept an omega elevated into his household, she fled with me instead.Days later, the house we took shelter in burned to the ground and she had died in that fire.I survived only because I had been outside when it happened.With nowhere else to go, I was forced back to Moonstone Pack and my father took me in as one of his children.But I never knew his hatred still ran just as deep as it had all those years ago.“Peony is my legitimate daughter,” his voice echoed in my head as I recalled what he ha

Bella's POV Cold water drained down my hair, forcing me awake from my slumber.I lifted my head weakly and found Peony standing before me, her expression murderous. Her teeth were clenched tightly, her eyes burning with undisguised intent. If looks could kill, I would have been dead a long time ago.“What do you want, Peony?” I managed to ask, surprised by the courage in my voice to question her, courage I hadn’t possessed for years.For as long as I could remember, I had behaved like her servant. I walked on eggshells around her, shrinking myself so I wouldn’t provoke her anger. I learned to stay silent just to avoid Father’s punishments.But right now, none of that mattered.Being docile had only taught them one thing which was that I was disposable. A living stain on their family name.“Did you know,” she said suddenly, her lips curling, “that it was Father who had your mother killed?”Her words struck me, i slowly raised my head to look at her, confusion flooding my mind. What wa

Chapter 6Theoreon’s POVI was on the outskirts of the northern lands to inspect the borders, the wind howling like a warning through the frozen trees.“Alpha, many rogue wolves have been daring to trespass the borders nowadays,” my beta had reported, his voice cautious, eyes scanning the horizon as though expecting shadows to leap at us.“And many she-wolves of the pack have been stolen by them as well. I suggest that something be done in order to curb this growing menace,” he had added, swallowing hard after the last word.I turned my face back at him slowly, deliberately, inspecting him the same way I had inspected the borders. I knew he had much more to say. I could see it in the tightness of his jaw, in the way his hands curled at his sides. But he had stopped himself, likely because of how I would react.“Speak,” I ordered, my voice low but stern—cold and commanding with the authority known to be exuded by a Lycan king.He trembled.Thor, my beta. My second in command. And yet b

Chapter 8Theoreon's POV I couldn't sleep, and worse, my eyes darted frantically from one shadowed corner of the room to the other, refusing to settle, as if the very darkness itself mocked my turmoil. It was incomprehensible to me that I was having this reaction to a wolf—a lowly were-wolf whose king was looked down upon by my kind, a creature so far beneath us that even acknowledging her existence felt like a stain on my royal blood.For centuries, the lycans have ruled over them. For centuries they have conquered, bending their wills and claiming their territories without mercy or hesitation. How could the moon goddess of all people give her to me as a mate? And why, of all people, did it have to be her, and with that face—the one that haunted every fractured corner of my soul?“Alpha….” I kept hearing my beta call me, his voice distant and urgent, as images and flashes of me standing at the border kept replaying in my head like relentless thunder. And at the same time, scenes of

Chapter 10Bella's POVMy eyes shot open the second I felt a bucket of freezing water thrown over me.The cold struck like shards of ice piercing through my skin, soaking my thin clothes and sinking straight into my bones. I gasped sharply, my body jerking upright as I searched wildly for the person who had done it—only to see Kathy standing outside the cell, watching me without a flicker of remorse.I released a long sigh of exhaustion.I didn’t know when this was going to end.This was not the first time she had done this, and I was certain it would not be the last. Kathy was the head of the servants, just as I had been told the first day she came to meet me. She had arrived then with a few other servants who were ordered to bring me food. She had introduced herself stiffly, almost proudly.“I am Kathy, the head of the servants,” she had said categorically. “I oversee the palace workers and everyone who comes in and out of the chambers.”I had said nothing that day. I had already de