Novel & Cerita A Rejected Wolf And A Court Of Ash

Pets pretending to be people. Grey remembered one diplomatic banquet years ago. Astar had laughed while stroking the mane of a chained lion. "You wolves are remarkable creatures,” Astar had said. Creatures. Not allies. Not kings. Creatures. Grey had nearly punched him then. Now… The man had come to put chains around an entire kingdom. The dragon inhaled deeply. Fire gathered inside its throat. The elderly woman in Grey’s arms trembled. Grey tightened his grip, giving her a silent reassurance.

Aurellia nodded and pinched the bridge of her nose. “And they didn’t tell me because…?” Aurellia asked. “They don’t want to admit they can’t tell the difference between a wolf and a werewolf,” Peggy shrugged. “When will the court stop being so difficult?” Aurellia sighed. “That’s all good for me to know… See if you can’t hear anything else while out on your Excursion. Consider it a secondary goal.” “Of course, your majesty,” Peggy smiled, her heart racing as she thought of the adventure to come.

The Colorado forest was silent except for the crunch of snow beneath Alpha Asher’s boots and the pounding of his own heart. He shouldn’t have followed her. Pack law was clear. When an Alpha rejected his mate, he was supposed to walk away and never look back. The mate bond would fade in a matter of weeks, and both wolves would move on. But Alpha Asher couldn’t walk away. Couldn’t let go. Couldn’t forget the way Luna’s gray eyes had filled with pain when he’d spoken the rejection words in front of the entire pack.

And the only thing that would greet them… was his world-ending fury. ... The moment I stepped into the great hall of the Twilight Trading Post, I saw them: a delegation of pack warriors in uniform, waiting to greet the Vampire Prince's mate. This was neutral ground, a chaotic crossroads where werewolves, vampires, and humans mingled. I hadn't set foot on this land in three years. I thought seeing my own kind again would feel… new. But my breath caught when I recognized the man at the head of the line. I froze.

“But they fight with us.” A sudden wind picked up from the east. Leaves soared like embers. One of the Old Ones advanced into the clearing—a tall wolf, pitch-black pelt jagged with silver crackling like lightning, eyes reflecting the moon. It sniffed the air and glared at me. And then it spoke. Her name slithered into the night: Ashirah. Amara gasped. That’s when everything shattered. Her eyes flicked to me. Then back to the wolf as if searching for something lost.

“You’ll get it, Ash. I swear on everything I have ... And I’ll stand beside you when it all comes crashing down. Even if you never forgive me.” We remained silent for a while, inhaling each other’s scents to calm our wounded souls. I felt my wolf at peace after a long time. The warmth of Ashley’s tiny figure made me feel alive, washing away the fatigue of years. It wasn’t that only she was affected by the cursed rejection; I was in pain as well. My wolf howled for the lost mate every day and night. Just as I sighed in relief, Ashley’s voice resounded in my ears, her tone cutting deeper than claws ever could.

’ His wolf huffed and his red eyes burned redder to let them know he wasn’t joking. The wolves stared at each other before one of them stepped out. It was big and black and Asher knew immediately that it was an Alpha wolf. ‘We don’t want any problem,’ The voice was deep in Asher’s mind but young none the less and he figured it must be a teenager, probably a future alpha.

**NEUTRAL POV** The courtyard ran red. Bodies shifted in and out of fur—wolves in full transformation, claws flashing, teeth tearing, roars and growls blurring with human screams. The scent of iron and ash choked the air. Above them, the blood moon burned like a watching god. Asher moved like a storm through the wreckage of his home. He took down two of them in a single motion—black-furred wolves lunging from opposite ends. His claws ripped across a flank, his jaws crushed a throat. He didn’t recognize the faces until they shifted mid-collapse. Young. Too young.

“Uh, yeah. Well, we have a pretty big library, took a bit but the elders there were able to find that so... Did you want to go first?” “I have to admit I am a little nervous of the pain. I heard rejections can kill a wolf, if not the human counterpart as well.” “I was told that, because of how this bond is, we shouldn’t feel anything.” Ash explains, as he turns around, raising both hands to the back of his head, interlacing his fingers, and pacing. “That’s great!” 'Al, somethings wrong! Jan won't talk to me and Ashton is acting weird!' I ignore Tyche and focus on what I need to do so I can get back to Fin.

Chapter Two Halle Wilder ~•~ For a moment, I forgot how to breathe. Why was he doing this? Why did he agree to the ceremony if he knew he would end up humiliating me publicly? “I, Alpha of Duskmoon pack, reject Halle Wilder as my mate and Luna.” He continued, his voice firm. “No, no, this couldn’t be happening,” I whispered to myself. I turned to my sister, looking for some sort of support or explanation. Maybe even comfort.