Alle Kapitel von Rejected By My Alpha, Chosen By The Lycan King: Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 10

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the Silver Pine Pack’s main kitchen. Aurora Ashcroft smiled slightly as she pulled the last baking sheet out of the stone oven. Warm steam rose from inside the oven, carrying the scent of butter and rosemary that instantly filled the room. Beside her, a large pot of venison soup was still simmering gently, while several other omegas were busy chopping vegetables.“Aurora!” A young warrior appeared in the kitchen doorway, his face beaming with anticipation.“Is your apple pie ready yet?”Aurora chuckled softly. “It’s been out of the oven for less than five minutes. If you steal that apple pie right now, your tongue is definitely going to get burned.”The warrior scratched the back of his neck, laughing sheepishly. “But it’s the Moon Goddess Festival, Aurora. Everyone’s dying to taste your special apple pie.”“Yeah, yeah, I know that.”Aurora picked up a small slice of apple pie with slightly crumpled edges.“Well, this one’s for you, then.”The w

The night breeze blew gently, carrying the scent of pine that filled the forest outside the Silver Pine Pack’s territory. Aurora kept walking without a specific destination. The canvas bag slung over her shoulder felt heavier with every step. Her legs were starting to ache, but she kept forcing herself to keep moving.If she stopped now, she was afraid she’d turn back. Afraid to see Alpha Ryder Thorn’s face. Afraid, too, to hear the laughter again of the people she’d always considered family. Tears began to flow once more, and Aurora couldn’t stop them.“No. I’m fine. I have to be strong,” she whispered to herself. But even Aurora didn’t believe that lie.Aurora had been walking for nearly two hours when a rustling sound came from behind the bushes. She stopped immediately.“Who’s there?!”There was no answer. Only silence. Aurora swallowed hard. She wasn’t a fighter. Her whole life, Aurora had held a kitchen knife far more often than a sword or any other weapon in the pack. Her hand

Aurora still found it hard to believe the decision she had just made. She had actually decided to leave with the Lycan King, whom she had known for only a short time. Aurora was truly going to leave the Silver Pine Pack behind, along with all the memories she had made there.Standing calmly before her was Cassian. The night breeze fluttered his long black cloak, making him appear even more commanding. Unlike Ryder, who always exuded an aura of dominance to make everyone submit, Cassian didn’t need to do a thing.Cassian’s mere presence was enough to make the entire forest feel silent. Soon after, the sound of carriage wheels could be heard approaching. Aurora turned her head. A black carriage, engraved with the symbol of a full moon and a silver crown, came to a stop right in front of them.The carriage was pulled by four large black horses that looked far more majestic than ordinary horses. The Lycan King’s six bodyguards stepped down at once. The silver-haired man who had stepped fo

The morning sunlight streamed through the thin curtains in Aurora’s room. For a few moments, she simply lay there, staring at the high ceiling. The room felt so quiet. There were no voices of warriors shouting for breakfast. There was no clanging of pots and pans.No other cook was shouting her name. Aurora blinked, and then it all came back to her. She was no longer part of the Silver Pine Pack. And now, she was in the Moonveil Dominion, the kingdom of the Lycans.Aurora let out a long sigh. “It feels so strange.”A few minutes later, there was a soft knock on the door. “Lady Aurora?”Nanny Miriam’s soft voice came from outside. “Are you awake yet, dear?”Aurora quickly opened the door. “Good morning.”The elderly woman smiled warmly. “Good morning.”Nanny Miriam’s gaze fell on Aurora’s face. “Did you sleep well last night?”Aurora nodded. “I slept very soundly.”Perhaps even too soundly. It had been so long since she’d slept without nightmares.“That’s wonderful news.” Nanny Miriam

The soup bowl was empty. Completely empty. Cassian calmly set down his spoon, while the chefs in the royal kitchen continued to stare at him in disbelief. Their king had just finished two bowls of soup. Edgar, the head royal chef, even rubbed his eyes several times.“Your Majesty.”Cassian looked up. “Yes?”“Was the soup really that good?”Cassian thought for a moment. “Even better than that.”Aurora, who was clearing the table, immediately blushed. “It’s just ordinary soup.”Cassian shook his head. “No.”“Then what’s different, Your Majesty?” Edgar asked, very curious.Cassian considered the question for a moment. “It reminds me of something.”Edgar tilted his head. “Of what, Your Majesty?”Cassian looked down at the empty bowl. “A meal that’s meant to comfort people. It doesn’t feel like it was cooked just to fill an empty stomach.”Then he looked at Aurora, who was now busy washing the pots she’d used for cooking. “This soup tastes like home.”Aurora stopped what she was doing. Hom