Blood & Silver: Rise Of The Alpha's Rejected Mate นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He took a step forward, ready to drag Elena away to get a closer view of the kids, when Lisa screamed in fear. I could tell the kids were scared that Dominic would hurt them and their mum. Logan and Liam stepped out from behind Elena in anger and screamed, “Stay away from our mum!” they said in unison. I turned to look at them, and my jaw dropped in surprise. Their eyes had turned silver-grey in anger. I couldn’t believe what was going on. That colour was meant for the Alphas of Drogomor Pack. It was a lineage thing, and that was the colour Dominic’s father had in his eyes before he died.

She replied, bowing her head in shame as I could taste her fears, anxieties and frustrations on the tip of my tongue. I froze in my tracks as my heart skipped two beats at the confession. Confusion hit me from different angles as I began to sweat even in the open air. My mate was an Omega. Surely the Moon goddess won't do this to me. Anything but Omegas! An Alpha Mated to a freaking Omega?! Maybe I should rephrase that. The Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, the most ferocious Alpha was mated to an Omega? Really? Moon goddess? Omegas were mated to Omegas and Alpha were mated to Alphas, but it seemed the Moon goddess was playing games with me.

Wolves from all six lands had gathered for the Bloodrites Festival, an event where rivalries were set aside, traditions honored, and power quietly tested. Silver moved through the chaos, her hands full of ceremonial trays, her silver hair catching the firelight with every step. Every movement reminded her of her status—the pack’s reject. The whispers of her humanity, of her supposed weakness, still clung to her like shadows. Dax, the Alpha’s son, and Maris, his sister, hadn’t forgotten either. Every so often, she felt their eyes on her, sharp and judgmental, a constant reminder that some things never changed.

I didn't complete what I was about to say when his next word left me devastated. "I don't accept this bond."He said. I felt my heart racing as he said it again. "You are not fit to be my mate and the Luna of this pack, I Gabriel Blackwood, the Alpha of Silvercrest pack reject you Selena as my mate," he coldly declared. I felt a pang of pain as his words pierced through my heart like a thousand thorns. I stood there my eyes filled with tears as he declared that I was not worthy of being his mate in the presence of the entire pack members.

I fisted my hands together, rage building up within me as I waited for his explanation. “You do not have a wolf so that makes you a human. As an Alpha, I cannot mate with a human. I need a Luna who would be my strength and not my weakness. So I, Alpha Alessandro Adler, of the Silver moon pack, reject Levana McKenna as my mate.” I felt hot all over. For a second I couldn't breathe. I felt like someone was choking me up…and at that moment I knew I lost. Before I could even ponder on what happened, a hot slap shot across my face and it was from a lady, I had seen her with the Alpha twice but I don't know who she is.

This scared the shit out of her because she didn't want to be called out. Since the whole pack was in support of Alpha rejecting her, he had no choice but to reject her and for the mother of the Moon to bless him with another mate, his current mate must have to die. Soon Frederick Stuart stood up from the throne with an expressionless face and declared, " I, Frederick Stuart of the Maden pack, reject you as my mate because I can't have an abomination ruling the pack with me. I command you to agree to this rejection to break any form of bond that existed between us"

My eyes found the same moon the children had adored, its silver light casting long shadows across the chamber floor. The silence pressed in, and I knew he felt it too—the weight of what was coming. “Oakwood might never be the same after the signing ceremony.” David’s jaw tightened. His eyes lingered on the moon a moment longer before he finally turned to me. “Is the Alpha holding up?” I nodded once, firmly. “He is. He has to.” David studied me quietly, his gaze sharp, searching. Then his voice dipped. “And Ella?” I hesitated, my fingers tightening against the chair’s armrest. The memory of my hand striking her, the shock in her eyes, flickered in me again.

"Look at these gashes. She was attacked with a silver weapon, then went over the cliff. The fall is what did it." "The fall?" "Right. With her bloodline, she should have fought off the silver," Morgan said, his gaze sharpening. "But the impact from the fall was too severe. Head trauma, multiple fractures, ruptured organs. Her wolf's healing couldn't keep up." Ethan’s vision blurred. He pushed her. He killed his own mate. "Alpha Blackwood?" Morgan’s voice was a distant hum. "Are you okay?" The agony in his chest exploded, and the final, violent snap of their bond sent his wolf into a howling frenzy.

A shard of darkness catching flame. “Alpha,” she says, turning to me. “Your blood opens the door. Yours comes first.” I put my hand out without pausing to think. The moment for hesitation died somewhere between the look on Marcus’s face as they dragged him away and the sound of Sophia’s body hitting the floor. This is the road. The only one left with any pavement on it.

"If that is how you want it." He turned to face the crowd, his voice carrying across the warehouse. "I, Damon Thornwood, Alpha King of the Silver Moon Pack, reject you, Elara Blackwood, as my mate and future Luna of our pack." The words hung in the air like a death sentence. Elara felt the physical pain of rejection as if it were a knife to her heart—a sharp, agonizing sensation that stole her breath and brought tears to her eyes. Around her, the crowd gasped, shocked whispers spreading like wildfire.