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Rejected by My Mate, Chosen by the King Synopsis Elena Voss waits three days for her mate bond to settle. It takes one night, in front of her whole pack, to watch it thrown back in her face. Marcus, Ashcombe's future Alpha, rejects her publicly, calling her bloodline too weak to breed the next alphas. Minutes after the bond snaps, something in her answers back — torches gutter without wind, flame reaches for her hand instead of the other way around. Waiting outside is Kael: composed, unnervingly old behind a young face, uninterested in her humiliation. He tells her what Ashcombe never bothered to find out — her bloodline isn't omega, and never was. It was buried generations ago, by a pack too afraid of what it meant to let it surface, and it just woke up in the one place a broken bond could shake it loose. Pulled between a mother finally willing to admit what the family has hidden, an Elder council eager to decide her fate first, and a stranger who knows exactly what she's worth beyond Ashcombe, Elena faces the same choice from every direction: exile, suppression, or an alliance with a man who still hasn't told her the whole truth. None of them know yet that her rejection was never about her — it was the opening move in something far older, something Ashcombe has spent generations trying to bury, and something the Lycan King has waited a long time to finish. Rejected by My Mate, Chosen by the King is a slow-burn werewolf romance built on public humiliation, a hidden bloodline, and a king who chose her before the story even started — for reasons that have nothing to do with love, and everything to do with what she's about to become.

"I am just a big, fat human to you, right?" I spent four years hidden in the shadows, pouring my soul into making my wolf fiancé the most powerful pack leader in the Silverhowl Bard Guild. I sacrificed my own voice, my own dreams, and my own pack standing for him. But on the eve of our wedding at the Moon Goddess Bond Hall, I caught him locked in the arms of my closest friend—the very wolf I helped turn into a superstar. They thought my human heart would break. They thought a plus-size human girl with no wolf abilities would just whimpering away into the dark. They were wrong. Betrayed, humiliated, and left standing alone at the altar, I refuse to let them see me cry. Instead, I walk straight up to the most dangerous, terrifying, and untouchable creature in the entire territory: Lucan Ashcroft, the supreme Alpha Lord of the Moonsong Dominion. He needs a wife in twenty minutes to secure his royal pack lands. I need a weapon to crush the wolves who tore my world apart. I look him dead in the golden eyes and make a deal with the devil. Our marriage is supposed to be a secret, temporary arrangement built on raw vengeance and pack law, not love. But as the fake bond begins to pull us closer under the same roof at the Ashcroft Silverclaw Citadel, the fierce Alpha King makes it clear that he isn't letting his human bride go. Rowan and Meredith wanted to see me fall, but they are about to watch me rule by the side of the ultimate Alpha. Will a human girl survive the dangerous games of the royal wolf bloodline, or will she teach the entire pack how a true queen rules?

BLURB “I’m sorry, Bellatrix. We couldn’t save the child.” ~ On the day Bellatrix had lost her child in the labor room, her mother’s response had been; “We’d all lost something because of this scandal, it’s only fair that you do too.” For so many years, she’d sought for her parent’s love and affection, but had gotten none of that. They’d reserved it all for Rosalia—their trophy daughter. All her life, she’d watched her sister take every single thing she’d cared about, including the man she’d had a crush on for as long as she could remember. Now, forced into a marriage to the ruthless, cruel, Alpha Clinton of Ironclan pack, Bellatrix can only hope to make it through each day alive. But she soon realizes that Clinton was no stranger, he was the same man she’d bawled her heart to during a drunk night at the club, and the same man who’d she’d recklessly given her virginity *** Clinton didn’t need a wife. But his daughter Esmee needed a mother, and for her sake he’d agreed to the marriage. He’d sworn on his late wife’s tombstone three years ago to never love again, but watching Bellatrix care for his daughter like she was her own had triggered strange feelings in him. Soon enough, he found himself at the edge of breaking the same promises he’d made. What happens when Bellatrix’s long-time crush comes running back, ready to right all his wrongs? Will she give him a second chance, or will she choose the man who still lived in the shadows of his late wife?