The Alpha S Rejected Heir

Alpha James who is known to be cold-hearted, ruthless and arrogant is feared by all. Rumors say he is totally cruel and leaves no enemy behind. His reputation does him no justice in the social department as he was rejected three times by his mates. A secret he intends to keep to himself. Convinced he doesn't need love, he takes it upon himself to reject his forth chance mate to preserve his pride. "I Alpha James Tyler Carter of black mist pack, reject you Zoe Chloe Anderson of White mist pack as my mate and Luna." "But.....why?" "I don't need a mate. I'm fine on my own! I don't want some she-wolf up in my business!" He roared arrogantly. "I Zoe Chloe Anderson of white mist pack, reject your rejection, humph!" She scoffed. Zoe is an arrogant, egotistic Alpha's Daughter who doesn't take no for an answer. What happens when she meets the most ruthless Alpha in the world and he rejects her as his mate? They say opposites attract but similarities bind. Will these two look past all their shortcomings and accept each other? Or will their pride lead them to separate ways?

"You're not my mate, Freya. The woman carrying my heir is." Those six words shattered everything Freya believed. Once cherished as Alpha Leo Cowell's fated mate, Freya watched the man she loved grow colder with each passing day until she became nothing more than a forgotten Luna trapped in a loveless marriage. The final blow comes when Leo publicly chooses another woman who claims to be carrying his child, humiliating Freya before the entire pack. Heartbroken and stripped of her dignity, she refuses to remain where she is no longer wanted. She walks away, determined to rebuild the life the Alpha destroyed. Then fate delivers its cruelest twist. Freya is pregnant with the Alpha's true heir. The Luna he cast aside suddenly becomes the one woman he desperately needs. But by the time Leo learns the truth, Freya is no longer the devoted wife who would wait for him. She now belongs to his greatest enemy who happens to be Freya's first love. Now the Alpha who once discarded his mate must fight for the woman he lost...

Raised as a lowly ward in the Alpha King's household, Lira has spent her life scrubbing floors, absorbing insults, and shrinking herself smaller to survive. The pack sees her as nothing — a stray taken in out of pity, tolerated only because the King's late wife once showed her kindness. But Lira's blood carries a secret older than any reigning house: she is the lost daughter of the First Alpha, the primordial founder from whom every werewolf kingdom's bloodline descends. When a forbidden trial at Alpha Academy accidentally triggers her dormant power, her scent changes, her eyes shift color, and every Alpha Prince in the room feels the unmistakable, bone-deep pull of a destined mate-bond. Overnight, the girl they mocked becomes the girl every heir would kill — or die — to claim. Now Lira must navigate a school turned battleground: princes vying for her hand, rival heirs plotting her downfall, and a monarchy terrified of what her existence means for their thrones. Because if the world learns the true First Bloodline still lives, every crown built on her family's legacy could crumble — and someone is willing to make sure she never gets the chance to reclaim it.

Content warning: explicit content; themes of betrayal and abandonment. He rejected me in front of the entire pack. On the night the Moon Goddess named me Alpha Kael's fated mate, he looked me in the eye and chose the rival pack's daughter instead, because I was too weak to be his Luna. He didn't know I was already carrying his child. So I ran. I buried the girl who begged him to stay, and I survived the only way a packless wolf can: by becoming stronger than the ones who threw me away. Five years later, the Alpha King sends his deadliest enforcer to the pack that's bleeding rogues from the inside. Me. Kael doesn't recognize the woman who walks back through his gates — until my son looks up at him with his eyes. Now the Alpha who called me weak can't breathe without me. He wants the bond. He wants his heir. He wants me to forget he ever let me go. But I didn't come back for him. I came back to bury him.

"I, Alpha Jace of the Makasi Moon Pack, refuse to let this fat thing be my Luna." "And I—" My voice cracked, stammering through the agony. "I, Ophilia of the Makasi Moon Pack — refuse to accept the Alpha's rejection." They called me the fat maidservant nobody wanted. Then the moon goddess made me the mate of the Alpha heir — and he rejected me in front of four hundred wolves rather than claim me as his own. I'm Ophilia. Nine years I served the Draven royals in silence, swallowing every insult, every slap, every reminder that I would never be enough. So when Alpha Jace looked at my body like it was something to be ashamed of and refused me on that platform, I didn't break like they wanted me to. I stood back up. I refused his rejection right back — binding him to me forever, whether his pride could stomach it or not. They beat me. They tore the only thing my dead parents left me from my hand. They hunted me through the woods like an animal. They should have killed me when they had the chance. Because I'm not the same girl who ran into those trees. I have a new face, a new name, and a secret bloodline old enough to burn their entire throne to the ground. I'm going to walk back into that packhouse, take back everything they stole from me — and if the Alpha who called me unworthy falls in love with a woman he doesn't even recognize along the way? Good. Let him choke on it. He rejected the girl. He has no idea what's coming for the woman.

I was born a half-Alpha. My father was a powerful Alpha, while my mother was only an Omega. For as long as I could remember, the wolves in my pack had mocked me, taunted me, and called me cruel names. I thought everything would change when I turned eighteen. And it did—just not in the way I expected. I didn’t suddenly become stronger. The other wolves still bullied me whenever they pleased. Desperate to save Mother and myself from being cast out, I entered the annual Royal Selection. Who could have known that I would find my true family there—and awaken the Lycan power sleeping inside me? It turned out I had never been merely a half-blood. I was the last direct heir of the Lycan royal bloodline.