Defeated

My withered rose Every night I sip from a glass of wine trying to forget this beauty and get it out of my head. But I'm back and shocked that I couldn't do it.. All women after you are far from being slaves under my feet.

Just before our Luna Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Killian, rejected me—moments after we'd mated. "The pack needs a gentle Omega for a Luna, Mia. Not a Beta with blood on her hands like you." His face was a cold mask, his Alpha command washing over me, snuffing out the lingering scent of our passion. I swallowed the pain in my heart and watched him slam the door. A moment later, a notification hit the pack network. I was stripped of my position as Lead Beta. In my place, Killian appointed Mia as the new Head Warrior. The empire I'd spent eight years helping Killian build was gifted to her on a silver platter. With my heart shattered, I walked away. It wasn't until I became Luna to Alpha Damien of a rival pack that Killian started showing up at my new border, crying and begging me to come back.

I'll make everyone who's humiliated, bullied, and harmed me get a taste of their own medicine tenfold!I don't know what people mean when they say I'm young and reckless. All I know is that the winner takes all!

 “Humans like you always beg in the end and it’s pathetic.” "I am going to fuck you like a whore and later beg to be killed", NOT REJECTED BUT UNWANTED  My world cracked open in an instant. “No!” I screamed, but the alley swallowed it. My legs gave out, but his grip held me up, forcing me to watch. Alex—was he—? His body twitched. Once. Twice. Then... nothing. “You’ll join him soon enough,” he whispered, but did he mean it? Was I next? Before I could process, his hand lashed out. My vision went black. Was this the end?

"I, Matthew Sainthood, rejected you, Emerald Green, as my fated mate," he said without remorse. His eyes were cold and brutal. There was no hint of regret or any other emotion in it. I bit my bottom lips, suppressing myself from crying. My heart was breaking into million pieces. Being rejected by your fated mate is the worst torture any she-wolves could have. But what choice do I have when he didn't even give me option but to agreed. I gathered the last bit of strength left in me and meet his lethal stare. "I accepted your rejection." My wolf whimpered in pain and before he could see my tears fell, I turned my back on him—for good. ——— Emerald Thraia Green went back in Red Moon after years of being away from her family. Mateless at 23, she dedicated her life in the hospital tending patient. However, her peaceful life was ruined after meeting the Alpha's brother, Matthew Sainthood, which happened to be her mate. Just when she thought she had finally find her happy ever after—nightmares takes place. Being rejected by your fated mate is one thing; seeing him claim another woman is another. What will Emerald do to tend her broken heart? Is it revenge or escape?

"You ruined Eowyn's wolf, Arwen! Your broken inner wolf pays for her pain, but your debt is far from over!" When Prince Thalion Dravenmoor shattered my inner wolf core two years ago, he destroyed everything I was. As the four-foot-eight, plus-size daughter of the Frostfang Moon Pack, I was framed for a horrific crime by Lady Eowyn Silverclaw, rejected by my true mate, and abandoned by Alpha Beren to rot in the cold cells of Obsidian Blood Prison. Now, I am finally free—or so I thought. Stripped of my rank and leaving prison with a paralyzed wolf, I am dragged back into the dark web of the Dravenmoor Crimson Dominion. Prince Thalion hasn't forgiven me, and he isn't finished with my punishment. Bound by a ruthless pack decree to serve as his personal blood-bed maiden, I am forced into his private den to endure his possessive Alpha dirty talk, dark mate heat, and unforgiving wrath while watching him plan his ceremony with Eowyn. Surrounded by bloodline betrayals, sacred Luna items stolen from my mother, and escalating public humiliation in the streets of Eredhollow, my broken body is pushed to its absolute limits. But as secret pack documents surface and the true culprits behind Eowyn's injury come to light, the power dynamics begin to shift. Thalion thinks he can keep me broken under his leather-wrapped grip, but my hidden bloodline legacy is waking up. Will I perish as a disgraced, wolf-less slave to House Dravenmoor, or will I rise from the ash of mate betrayal to make my groveling Alpha pay for every drop of blood he stole from me?