My Fated Alpha: Rejected And Reclaimed Mga Nobela at Kwento

Now I'm quite glad I did. Turns out the witch was right. The Alpha's daughter married the Alpha of Forrest Lake and produced twins but not before she slept with her chosen and ended up having faternal twins concieved of the different mates. I chuckled to myself. I stood up and headed downstairs. To be the Alpha of a Rogue pack you have to be stronger and more ruthless than the rest. That is what I am. All in my pack fear me for they know I don't hesitate. "Beta!" I yelled as soon as I was downstairs. He quickly came to my side.

He further warned me, if I go against the will of this Oracle, I have to give up my title as royal Alpha and my pack will abandon me. Alpha king was still an energetic Alpha, it was not even his time to abdicate his throne but why is he in such a hurry? But I dare not ask that. So for my pack's future, I must be responsible. If it is Oracle's prophecy and the moon goddess's will, then I must follow it with my whole heart. Not as a Marcus Anderson but as an heir and the next Alpha king to Dragon forest. Day after coronation Ceremony,

"How much you mean to me?" My breathing became uneven. He slowly pulled away, leaving behind the warmth of his lips on my neck. Then he took my hand and placed it firmly against his chest. "I am Alpha Alaric," he said, never taking his eyes off mine. "The Alpha of Snow Jade Pack. And you," his hand gently tightened around mine. "are my fated mate. Do you truly understand what that means? It means you'll become my Luna... The Luna of Snow Jade Pack." His gaze sharpened.

It seems that he is unaware of the seriousness with which our custom is observed. If you are rejected by an Alpha wolf in the Moonstone pack, it does not matter whatever family you are from or where you originate from; you will eventually become a slave to the Alpha who rejected you. I am completely certain that mine will always be the same as others' and never deviate from the norm.

“My war is not against you alpha Kane but if you interfere I will have no choice but to get rid of you.” The next second Kane was levitating. My wolf growled and punched at the barrier wanting to get out. Although Kane had rejected us, I could not help but feel a surge of anger rush through my body when I saw him hurting. This bastard was using magic. I thought witches and wizards were a myth but for the first time in my twenty four years of existence I might have just met one. “LET GO OF HIM” I growled, and something strange happened. A sudden wave of heat rushed through my body and my wolf stirred.

The golden light under his skin wasn't just dim; I could feel it fracturing inside his chest, pieces of his soul breaking away with every shallow breath he took. "He poured everything into you to kill that rot," Cyrus said, leaning against the stone wall of the ledge, his face older than I had ever seen it. "And Derek just claimed the pack lands through blood on the PA system. The pack mind accepted him as the ruling Alpha the second Rohan fell. When the territory shifts like that, an empty Alpha heir gets crushed by the feedback loop. His wolf is shutting down." "No," I muttered, pressing both hands against Rohan’s chest, trying to force whatever scrap of magic I had left back into his skin

Alphas were paired with Alphas, Betas with Betas, and Omegas with Omegas. The top contenders flexed their muscles and strolled into the arena like they owned the place, each trying to show off the magnificence of the faction they belonged to, each trying to make a name for themselves to make their packs proud. As the contenders gathered, my eyes caught onto someone, Alexander, the adopted Beta from the East. He was adopted for his rare green eyes and brought to the House of Freya, one of the loyalists to the Triplet Alphas. Alexander was one of the few who stood up for me when I was cast into the Hallow Hades turned against me two years ago.

I stared at my reflection like I was searching for answers I already knew. I didn’t love Nerissa. Not the way I was supposed to. Not the way I tried to convince myself I did. Not the way I used to. And it was earth shattering. Call me a bastard for not feeling more grief or sadness over the lost fetus. Mentally I never believed she was pregnant. So for me the biggest turning point is my wolf's sudden change. Still, I got dressed. Still, I made my way down those stairs. Because that’s what an alpha does—he keeps his house in order. He doesn’t dwell on old wounds or ghosts of failed marriages. He doesn’t let grief rule him.

"You will court me, Alpha Damon. Patiently. Respectfully. Prove you see the wolf, the woman, not just the mate or the power. Prove you can control the beast within you before demanding anything of mine." I continued, pressing my advantage. I paused. "Perhaps, one day, I will visit Stone River. When I am ready. As an Alpha evaluating an alliance. Nothing more, until you give me reason to believe otherwise." He met my gaze, the intensity still there, but tempered now with a profound understanding of the stakes, the cost of losing control. "Your terms are accepted." His voice was rough. A flicker of dark humor touched his eyes. "Though I suspect 'patiently' remains the greatest challenge."

Regardless of the rogues' best efforts, it was evident that they were not fit for the alpha. The alpha rushed forward with a ferocious snarl, his jaws locking over the throat of the surviving rogue, finishing the conflict in a burst of blood and anger. Breathing heavily, the alpha stood over his opponents' dead bodies, his chest heaving with the effort. As he stared down at his fallen opponents, his eyes sparkled with a vicious triumph, his control over the pack reinforced. He carried the two rogues out of his borders and returned to where he left Luna. When Luna saw Alpha’s terrified look, she got scared. Alpha recognized that and tried to come her down. He urged her to go back to the packh