My Rejected And Broken Queen Novels & Stories

I was being placed before Dylan and held down on my back by the warriors in preparation for my heart being ripped out. The Queen made eye contact with me now and even though I felt like reigning all the curses in the world on her, I couldn’t. I was still buried in the pain of Prince Landon’s rejection so I wasn’t really myself. I was still in agony and you could see it in my eyes just by looking. Satisfied, the Alpha Queen looked away from me and back at the Prince who was still struggling to get up.

“You saw the threat. You hunted it. You exposed it. Today, you have earned not just my trust—but the court’s respect.” Elira faced the nobles, her voice quiet but unshaking. “I am Elira Stormfang. Once a servant. Once a ghost. Now a queen in all but name. And I will not be broken.” And no one—no one—dared to argue. ---

"She's a cursed witch who brings nothing but misfortune! Look what she's done! She used black magic to bewitch the King and ruin us all!" The temple fell silent. Everyone stared at her in shock. In wolf law, slandering the Queen was a death sentence. "Are you insane?" her mate tried to pull her back. But she had completely lost her mind. "She's not worthy! A discarded bitch, what right does she have to stand there? What right does she have to be our Queen?" Her voice grew more shrill. "She will destroy the entire wolf race! She's a curse! A disaster!" I watched her performance quietly.

"You look... you look like a queen." "I am a queen," I said. "Say what you came to say, Julian." His eyes darted nervously toward Cassian, then the archers on the wall, then back to me. "I made a mistake," he said. "A terrible mistake. I didn't know who you really were. If I had known—" "If you had known I was royalty, you'd have treated me better?" My voice stayed calm, but something hot burned underneath it. "That's not an apology, Julian. That's regret over what you lost, not sorrow for what you did."

"By the time Vane figures out that supplies are missing and the manifests have discrepancies, our secret letters will already be sitting squarely on the polished mahogany desks of the high council's financial oversight committee in the capital. Queen Audrey won't care about a missing barrel of grain or a minor deficit in the frozen north when she's fighting off formal, devastating charges of treasury embezzlement, institutional corruption, and illegal taxation before every major noble house in the realm." Julian looked down slowly at his own bare hands—hands that had once wielded brute force, raw intimidation, and destructive, cataclysmic power during his glory days as an unyielding Alpha of

He even looked a bit calm despite what he had just heard; He still hadn’t looked at me. I gazed up at the man who’d changed me, begging him again to save me. But once more, he didn’t budge. I let out a soft sigh as I attempted to control my sorrow, his rejection like daggers piercing me in the heart a million times over. I had no other choice now. My last moments could be known as the mutt who sobbed till her death, or the one who defied the crooked crown? I took one big deep breath, calmed my shaking, and let the last of my tears fall as I glared up at the Queen with pure disdain. She turned to face me, finally motioning the guards to withdraw from my head.

"So you are dead set on breaking our eternal lunar bond for this pack dominion?" "I am the Luna Queen with a net worth of over 150 million in pack resources, and every powerful alpha in the Beacon Moon City wants me. You do not fit in my world anymore." "I made you breakfast every morning in the den, and I used my healing arts to save your pack from going under. I guess a powerful alpha name means more than love." "I know you are angry, Derek. Just take the pack resources and go back to your small healing sanctuary." "Keep your breakup money, Luna Queen Malia. I do not need it to survive."

“Yes, you want the bond to be broken right?” My hand fists into my dress at my side. “Yes.” “Let’s go break it now! You want me to free you? I will.” Perhaps he’s not in his right mind. He only needs to say the rejection words back for the bond to be broken. I take a step back, unsure. He grabs my hand in a tight grip throwing my mind into a mess. Electricity shoots through my arms, racking through my body, setting the fragile threads of our bond alight and making me feel light headed.

"The end of what?" "Ask me one question," the queen says. "Whatever you need to know right now." I look at the little girl in her arms. Then I look into the queen's pale eyes. "Why did you break the mate bond with your second mate?" I ask. The queen's smile vanishes. Her eyes fill with old tears. "That," Queen Yasmin whispers. "I broke it because I had to. I made a promise to the pack, and that promise destroyed my soul. You saw my husband's version of the story."

She wanted to protest, but found it incredibly difficult to speak. But the man seized the moment to thrust his hips forward; his now-stiff cock resumed its thrusting inside her slippery, wet passage, completely robbing her of the ability to think. She could only surrender to his movements once more, sinking back into ecstasy as soft, sensual moans escaped her lips uncontrollably. “Ah… it’s too big… ah… ahh…” Victor gripped her snow-white buttocks, his large hands clutching her slender legs as he flipped the petite woman over completely.