How To Get Reservations At The Outcast Restaurant?

After my adopted sister, Bella, borrowed my phone, she forgot to log out of our family's secure channel. I was about to log her out when an encrypted group chat message popped up at the top of the screen. "To celebrate Enzo, the Moretti heir, handling his first piece of business for the family, we're having dinner at the private club tonight." I tapped on it without a second thought. The member list in the channel was painfully clear, showing only four avatars: my father, my mother, my brother, and Bella. My brother, Enzo, replied a moment later, "Just the four of us. Don't call Aurora." "If she comes, she'll just find another excuse to bully Bella." I stared at the words, frozen. It dawned on me then. In this family, I had been the outsider all along.

On the day that should have been her fairytale, Estelle was shattered. At the altar, her mate, Alpha Elias, looked her in the eye and said the words that destroyed her world: “I reject you.” In front of the entire pack, Elias turned away choosing her twin sister, Anette, as his Luna instead. Her father, ashamed of her wolf-less state, stripped Estelle of her birthright and named Anette the heiress. Betrayed by her mate, her family, and her blood… Estelle lost everything. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. Hunted as a rogue and cast aside as worthless, Estelle crossed paths with the ruthless Alpha Zen—the enemy of her pack and the last man she should trust. He saw her as a weapon, a bargaining chip for revenge. Until he discovered her secret. Until he realized she was never weak...she was born to rule. Now, Estelle must decide if will she rise from the ashes as the Rejected Heiress… or let betrayal break her forever?

When a mysterious threat emerges from the depth of the unknown and starts to unleash dangerous supervillain after supervillain, a small group of new heroes calling themselves The OutCasts is tasked with the responsibility of protecting the city. However, can a telekinesis archer, a speedster knight, a mechanical elf, and a simple shield-bearing woman really band together to save an entire city? Or are the OutCasts really nothing but outcasts?

They took her inheritance, her dignity, and her fated mate. They should have taken her life while they had the chance. In the Silver Crest Pack, Elora is a ghost—a "disaster child" forced to serve the very family that eclipsed her light. For years, she endured the systematic theft of her life by her sister, Bella. From her mother’s heirloom ring to the dress she slaved to buy for the Scarlet Ball, Elora gave it all up because she was told she was "nothing." But the final blow is the deadliest: finding her fated Alpha mate in the arms of her sister on the eve of their ascension. Driven into the freezing wilderness, Elora doesn't die. Instead, she awakens a bloodline so ancient it was thought to be a myth. As the Primordial White Wolf, she possesses the power to "deprive"—to strip the land of its fertility and the unworthy of their strength. She isn't alone in the shadows. Waiting for her are three "Shadow Betas"—lethal, rejected outcasts who were once the pack’s foot soldiers. Bound to her by a bond stronger than fate, they are the blades she will use to dismantle the Silver Crest Pack piece by piece. Elora is no longer the forgotten princess. She is the Queen of the Outcasts, and she is coming back to reclaim everything that was stolen.

“I, Ryker Voss, future Alpha of Silver Ridge, reject you, Elara Vance, as my mate. My pack needs a Queen, not a biological defect. I choose your sister.” Elara was the true-born daughter of the Alpha, but in the eyes of her parents, she was a mistake. They replaced her with Kaelith, an adopted Alpha-born prodigy, turning Elara into a servant in her own home. She waited for her mating bond to save her, only for her fated mate to choose her sister’s power over their soul-bond. Left for dead in the treacherous Dead Lands, Elara is found by the Shadow Vanguard. Under the brutal mentorship of Alpha Varick, she realizes she isn't a weak Omega, she is a "Wraith," a rare wolf who thrives in the dark. When her old pack faces a threat that even Kaelith’s strength can’t stop, they beg the Vanguard for help. They find Elara. She’s no longer the girl who cried in the kitchens. She is the Vanguard’s deadliest weapon, she is Alpha Varick’s equal, and she is coming to reclaim the crown they told her she was too weak to wear.

Clarice and Kyle both followed the same travel vlogger. I didn’t think anything of the situation since the three of us had been friends since high school. The strange thing was that they had a private group chat that didn’t include me. I only found out because Kyle accidentally sent a message in our group chat. “I got us a table reservation at that restaurant for Sunday. Don’t be late.” It took less than a second before the text was deleted. I asked, “What restaurant? Let’s go together.” Kyle typed back, “Oops. Wrong chat. I’m having dinner with a colleague.” Clarice stayed silent throughout. It took some time, but I started connecting the dots. Whenever the three of us had something planned, one of them would cancel at the last minute. Previously, Clarice said she’d get the tickets for the music festival, but somehow, she could only secure two. Those went to her and Kyle. During our last camping trip, Kyle said that he only managed to borrow two sets of gear. When I offered to rent my own, Kyle brushed me off, saying that it was just too much of a hassle and that there was always a next time. That same weekend, Kyle and Clarice posted photos from that exact campsite, twenty minutes apart. For six months, I convinced myself that I was just unlucky. Looking back now, I realized that I had been singled out. So I left the group chat. No explanations. No accusations. I muted notifications from travel apps, ticketing apps, and restaurant bookings. Then, I booked a solo trip to Lake Tahoe, a ticket with no refund and no amendment allowed.