Never Reject A Wolf Princess Novels & Stories

If I have a wolf, I will be introduced to every unmated male in our pack at the earliest opportunity. This is in the hope that my fated mate is a member of our pack. Moonless Night females rarely leave the pack if they have a wolf. A male wolf can reject a fated mate, but a she-wolf can not initiate a rejection. The last rejection in our pack happened so long ago that it's like a legend. The sounds of cars and teenagers talking around me got louder. I was close to school now. I hunched my shoulders trying to disappear as I headed up the stairs and into the building.

“Maybe I could step in.” Peggy felt her stomach drop as she heard her cousin’s lilting voice. Her cousin, Aurellia, was everything a princess should be. Wise, kind, elegant, well-mannered, and graceful. Nobody dared mention she was a werewolf hybrid anymore. Her parents had made sure that was just a trait, and not a scandal. Her long lavender dress brushed over the grass as her pale eyes looked up at Peggy. Aurellia’s wolf ears twitched on top of her head, each side of the circlet resting on her black hair. Peggy immediately scrambled down from the tree and curtsied to the regent princess. “Your highness-” Mrs Jones stuttered, but Aurellia held up a hand.

I can’t think of anything I have done to hurt or cause him to hate me. Sitting on a fallen tree, I consider what just happened. I thought he would accept me, then my Father wouldn’t hate me so much. I know that not having a wolf makes my Father see me as weak and worthless. Still, I honestly thought that the prince accepting me as his mate would make my Father see that I’m not just the wolfless daughter he sees me as. It won’t happen now that Prince Stefan has rejected me, just like my Father always said to me. You will be lucky to ever find a mate who will accept you when you are void of the very thing that makes us werewolves.

Seraphina took a few steps closer to me and said, “move backwards little sister, the moon goddess doesn’t choose weak wolves” The living room was filled with a loud laughter from the guards. I was overwhelmed with shame but I didn’t make it obvious. I faked a smile and responded, “yes, I know”. “Wow… she even knows that the moon goddess will never choose someone like her, not when there’s a beautiful, powerful wolf like me” she sneered. A few hours later, the royal palace was filled with nobles, elders, Alphas, Betas, and warriors from every pack in the Moonfang kingdom. Silver banners danced beneath the wind and holy fires burned around the ancient altar.

They ushered us in but not to the Palace like we expected but to their office where they asked us to wait so the king could approve of us. The place was small and obviously looked like an office. This was the same place they detained any werewolves who disobeyed the king or the rules of the land. “The king won't approve of us if he doesn't know who we are. Just let us go with you, he'll be so elated to see us, I promise you.” “You can't see the Alpha today, he's too tired to see anyone currently.” The second Warriors whom I believe weren't even a little bit concerned that we were drenched, said.

I raised an eyebrow. “Lucky me that I’m not interested in him. I’m not interested in you either. That’s fact. Soon I will be going back to my homeland…never to return.” She acted serious. “This is also your home. You are free to return anytime…” “...Except you accept the proposition of being your Delta wolf, then I’d stay.” She tried to bribe me. “I told you - i don’t need a hunter Luna.” “Keep rejecting my offer while you can. Anyway, I’m unto bigger things like the role of Empress Priestess. Soon you will be bowing to me.”

"No. Let's go. The festival is about to begin." In the square, werewolves and humans stood together, their differences set aside. They raised their glasses, drank as one, and danced hand in hand. By the firelight, Lennon and I embraced, watching the world we had built together. Lennon leaned in. "Elena, the werewolf pack is beautiful with you in it." I shot him a playful glare and kissed him first. Passion, after all, was in our nature.

“I’m no princess anymore. And I don’t need your help.” His lips twitched into a smirk, but he said nothing. With a casual wave of his hand, the wolves surrounding us retreated, their obedience to him absolute. “Who are you?” I demanded, my voice trembling despite my best efforts. He crouched beside me, his gaze unwavering. “Watch your tone, Evelyn,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “I told you, I’m not a princess!” I shouted, the rawness of my pain bleeding into my words.

He slumped in his chair as he leaned back. “We’re lucky to be single.” Justice met Tiger’s steady gaze. “Are we? I think Fury would disagree. His Ellie is worth it to him. Their love is true.” “Yeah. You have a point but so do I.” Tiger grinned. “Let’s make a pact. We won’t tell anyone if we ever fall for a woman from the outside. Between humans thinking we’re twisted bastards who brainwash women into being with us and our own kind watching us to see what happens when we are with humans, let’s skip it and keep it on

You are Princess Nora, heir to the throne and the last of the pure Moonstone bloodline. Nora shook her head in disbelief. "That's not possible. I'm nobody. I don't even have a wolf." The King laughed. Even the sound of his laughter, was rich and healthy. "Is that what they told you? Child, you don't have a wolf because you are more than just a wolf. The lycans don't split their spirits between human and animal forms—we are whole beings, capable of transformation without division. We shift differently." The door to the chamber opened, and a young man entered the room tall and broad-shouldered with familiar features that made Nora gasp in recognition. Although he was younger than Nora, she cou