Kidnapped And Rejected Werewolf Novel Novels & Stories

I handed a glass to her while I smelt and drank from my cup, while considering her from the ream of my wineglass. 'My growing up years was not very eventful. Apart from the numerous children who became my friends, at night, I lay down in my bed, very lonely. My parents were always involved with matters if the pack, and travelling for peace treaties and all such engagements and I had to be cared for by my nanny', I narrated further. 'In a nut shall, I learnt to be independent of my parents and as a teenager, I couldn't bring myself to get close to anyone because I didn't want to be rejected or ignored like my parents did my whole life, so I never dated. But later on, I became involved with a

After a full day and night of flight, we finally landed on Caldera Island. This island was the heart of our werewolf tribe, home to most of our kind. I hadn't set foot here since I left at the age of ten. Fifteen years had passed. As I stood on my homeland once more, I saw how much had changed. The Wolf Fortress was more magnificent, its halls brighter than before. My old room was filled with dazzling jewels and ornaments, reflecting the light like fragments of a lost time.

Her dormant wolf a liability. And then the rumors started. Whispers of a red wolf spotted deep in the northern woods. A rogue encampment. A girl with silver eyes and hair like wildfire. His mate. Or what used to be. He gripped the edge of the war table so hard. “She’s alive,” his Beta said quietly. “And running with rogues,” Kieran snapped. “That’s not alive. That’s betrayal.” “She was rejected.” The reminder stung. He turned sharply. “She was weak.”

“A year? You lied to me for a whole year?” “I’m not the villain here, Lisa,” he said, like he actually believed it. “I’m doing what’s right for the pack.” He turned to leave. I sank to the floor. Broken. Forgotten. I passed Mira in the hallway. She looked concerned, but I had nothing left to say. I would explain—if I ever found the strength. At home, I collapsed on my bed. The tears came in waves.“If only you’d awakened,” I whispered to the part of me I’d always hoped would come alive. “If only you’d shifted… maybe he wouldn’t have rejected me.”

“Since she clearly wasn’t warming up to you, it was decided she would marry outside of the pack.” “So she’s being forced to marry-” “She consented to marry him,” his mother hissed. His father put a hand on her arm to try and calm her. “... Who?” Archer whispered. “... King Kurnich,” his father said softly. Archer wanted to be sick. King Kurnich, king of the Lycan. The more wolf-like cousins of the werewolves. Known for their vicious tempers. Brutes. And Ariadne was going to marry their king?

My wolf didn't even stir to help me—she'd been silent since the rejection, buried so deep inside me that sometimes I wondered if she'd ever come back. "Passing through our territory without permission," the female rogue said, circling around to my left. "That's disrespectful." "I didn't know..." "Well, it doesn't't matter." The lean male moved to my right, cutting off that escape route. "You're here now and you smell... interesting." Someone standing from a mile away could hear my heart beat as I calculated my chances of escape. Zero. My chances were zero. "Look," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, "I don't want any trouble. I'll leave your territory right now and you'll never see me ag

There was something about him that disarmed me completely. “Who are you, really?” I asked again. He smiled faintly but didn’t answer. Maybe it was the quiet, or the moonlight, but suddenly I found myself speaking—like I needed to let it all out. “I rejected my mate,” I whispered. “After that, someone stole my heart—literally—and I was taken away before I could die. I don’t even know if it was a werewolf who did it.” His expression didn’t change. “I know,” he said simply.

My hand instinctively went to my stomach. It was still flat, but I could feel the new life inside. Thank the Goddess I wasn't trapped in this anymore. I had a new life. And this child—a hybrid of royal vampire and werewolf blood—would be born with the power to shatter the world.

hello all I just want to inform you that I by mistake got two new chapters mixed up with each other. and added chapter 20 before chapter 19. I fixed this and am only waiting for the editor to accept the changes. I apologize for the confusion also I read in some comments there was a bit of confusion about Aiden. for those who read the first book "the king and the rejected she-wolf" a while back you would know Aiden as the boy Kai that Mack adopted.

Luna's wolf, when she shifted, was no better—undersized, a soft grey with a narrow muzzle and lanky legs, always a step behind the others. A runt. An orphan. A pity project. Alpha Orion's father—old Alpha Rian—had taken her in as a baby when her rogue parents were found dead on the border, a crying bundle wrapped in a blood-soaked cloth. Some said he'd done it to please the Moon Goddess. Some said he'd done it out of morbid curiosity. Either way, she'd grown up in the Moonshadow pack as a guest who never became family, a stray kept just close enough to ensure everyone remembered who had the power to give and take away.