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his voice thundering around the hall. "No Matteo, you may submit Alera to you but you can never submit me physically to you. I can say whatever my mouth wants to say, I can walk wherever I want to go and my body can do whatever it wants without submitting to you." My voice was filled with determination not stopping there I continued on. "And as you have just said, I’m your mate supposed to be the future luna of this pack so no. I reject you Acting Alpha Matteo Evan Reed"

I threw my glances around the hall, the mockery, the hurt, the pain piercing through my heart with each sentence that was thrown at me. My mom shook her head at me when I threw a glance at her because she knew what I intended on doing. "How can a low-life who is powerless come in here just to claim the position of the princess? Aside from the eyes that look like the queen and the features from the king, what else does she have that would make us believe she is indeed the lost princess of Arizona kingdom?" "Silence…" my father growled, banging his fist on the table in front of him. "You have to give us an answer, my king because we wouldn't be fooled"

I know Callum would be, too, because I thought she would take advantage of being our mate and hang around us. She stood up and said, “I, Regina Shepard, reject Alpha Killian and Callum Crescent as my mates” I could hear the howling of my wolf in my head and the pain it felt only to look at Callum to say something, but I couldn't, only for Callum to walk out without saying anything and I looked at her before walking out I could see the confusion and the pain she was enduring to reject us, she indeed was the queen of war because I've seen do many people who lose their mind after a rejection from their mates, what was she thinking.

Callista entered Amanda's coven and rushed through the corridors, expecting to find its leader in her office. The witch was filled with a newfound energy. Her dream was about to come true. Lucius forgave her her past mistakes and was willing to make her his Queen. In fact, there was more than her dream. They shared a bed, but until now, she was nothing more than his mistress. But that was about to change, as Lucius promised to reject Kaitlyn once and for all.

The Queen's Blood Aria stared at the page in stunned silence. The girl drawn in the ancient book looked exactly like her same silver-streaked hair, same defiant eyes, same pendant resting at her throat. She reached out and touched the sketch, half expecting it to vanish like a dream. “It’s not possible,” she whispered. Sera sat across from her, the candlelight casting long shadows across the wrinkled planes of her face. “Possibility is not your concern anymore, child. Truth is.”

We were meant to be broken and tossed aside like rags. Alex’s smirk was cruel, expectant. He wanted me to break. To crumble to the ground. To beg. But I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. I clenched my fists, nails biting into my palms. The pain grounded me, sharp and real. My voice didn’t shake when I spoke. "I, Karen Lukeman, hereby accept your rejection." Gasps rippled through the crowd. Whispers hissed like snakes in the grass. No Omega had ever stood tall after a rejection. None had ever accepted it without screaming in pain.

“I, Evander Hart of the BlueMoon Pack, reject—” “Please don't reject me,” she cried out, dropping to her knees. She stared up at me, her tears already falling. “You are my mate, and you are supposed to love, care for, and protect me. Okay… even though you won't do that, which I understand is because of the princess. I'm nowhere near her anyway, but then… don't reject me now. I'm already too weak… too broken. I won't be able to withstand the rejection pain. I will die, Beta.”

I screamed, light erupting from my eyes, my skin fracturing into silver lines. Everything disintegrated—the city, the army, Kael’s curses, Auren’s voice—until there was only that one truth pulsing through the mark: The Crown is broken. Long live the Queen. Then, silence. And darkness swallowed everything.

“Yes. You were the daughter of the Royal Pack’s Beta—beautiful and beloved. You were waiting for your fated mate, and because you rejected the Alpha Prince’s advances, he forced himself on you.” A vivid memory slammed into Jackie. The prince’s cruel hands grabbing her by the hair, shoving her onto the bed. She had cried and pleaded for him to stop. He slapped her, ripped her clothes and undergarments. A tear rolled down her cheek as she remembered the sharp pain of him forcing himself into her—stealing the virginity she had been saving for her mate. The physical agony of feeling him moving faster and deeper without mercy ignoring her tears, covering her mouth to muff her screams. The emotion

“That, little wolf… is the bond of true mates. It can’t be broken—even by an Alpha’s rejection.” My chest tightened. Memories of the ceremony flooded back—the whispers, the laughter, the humiliation, the sharp sting of Alpha Sunny’s golden eyes as he tore our bond apart in front of everyone. I am worthless. I had whispered those words to myself a thousand times. But now… now something was shifting inside me. “I… I’m not supposed to feel this,” I admitted, voice trembling. “He rejected me. I’m supposed to be free… broken.” “Free?” His voice was incredulous. “No, Rose. You were never free. And you were never weak.”