Once Rejected My Alpha Stepbrother Wants Me Back Novels & Stories

Theo was too far, the battlefield was over, and I was trapped in this cage of my own exhaustion and his clever planning. He smiled at me, a cold, cruel smile that made my stomach twist. “I’ll soon be alpha,” he said, his voice full of pride. “Finding out that Theo was your stepbrother made everything easier. No one will accept an alpha who married his own sister. That is not proper.”

The word sliced deeper than the bond’s agony. I searched his face desperately, looking for doubt, for regret, anything. There was nothing. Only iron resolve and something darker beneath it, something he refused to acknowledge. The elders exchanged uneasy glances, but none stepped forward to challenge him. Alpha law was absolute. The rejection was final. The pain subsided slowly, leaving behind a hollow ache so vast it stole my breath. I wrapped my arms around myself, shaking, my world reduced to fragments. I had been claimed. And then discarded.

"Please come home with me…" A large, powerful hand blocked his path. The pureblood Alpha, Erick Lupin, stood before him. His golden eyes blazed with killing intent. "Step back, ex-mate," he commanded in a deep voice. "She's free now. Come one step closer, and I'll tear out your throat." I turned and slipped my arm through Erick's without sparing a single glance for the wolf behind me, or for the pup still crying for his mother. Amid the roaring crowd, Lucian could hear the clear shatter of his heart.

Before we marked each other? Before I got to be happy for more than half a heartbeat? “I didn’t ask for this,” I whisper. “I know,” she says, surprisingly soft for half a second. “That’s the problem.” She releases me with a sharp exhale. “The Alpha has made his decision,” she continues briskly. “And so have I. You can’t stay here.” The words land like a second rejection. “What?” My voice squeaks. “You’re my family.” “I took you in for six years,” she says. “Fed you. Clothed you. Housed you while you contributed nothing. The pack talked. I defended you. But now…”

“The Alpha ordered us not to let you set foot on this land again. If any of us sees you, we are to take your head.” I looked at the beings I had fed for nine years, helping them sort out their personal issues when I was still Luna. Then I exhaled, holding back my anger. “When I am finished with what I came to do, you can follow your Alpha’s order. Right now, you will step aside.” Neither of them moved. The second warrior shook his head. “We cannot do that.” I raised my left hand, showing them the ring on my finger. “I still belong to this household. This ring makes it so. Step aside.”

"We find a safe way to test small. A weak Alpha first, maybe. See the effect. Then build from there. But no rushing. One mistake and you drain yourself dry." "Test on someone?" I shook my head hard. "I'm not turning into their monster. No way." Skoll stopped, facing me square. "You're already their target. Might as well make them regret it. Think about it. Every Alpha who ever hurt innocents, stripped. Packs free to choose new leaders. The power balance smashed wide open." My breath caught. The idea pulled at something deep inside, terrifying and tempting all at once. "And you? What do you get out of helping me with this? Revenge for your brother?"

“I was there. You stood an arm’s length away. You never touched me.” “Not in the hall.” “Then where?” “In the bond.” He closed his fist over the fading mark. “For one heartbeat, before I said the words. It gave us that much, and nothing after. I used it. I said what I could.” “I didn’t hear it.” “I know.” His voice was very quiet. “I have known that for seven years. The rejection tore it away before it reached you.” I thought of the road. The pine trunk under my palm. A voice thrown across a broken thread, rough and low and shaking.

For some minutes, she freezes on the spot, her world crashing down on her feet and her eyes becoming heavy. His words ring in her head, as she tries to comprehend what he just said. She bats her eyelashes a few times, trying to wake up from this nightmare of hers, but it dawns on her that this is the reality that she needs to wake up to. Alpha Lorenzo just rejected her.

“Wyatt we can plan the ceremony for next Satur-” “No.” My brother interrupted. “What?” I asked, my eyes wide in disbelief. “I’m sorry, but. I decline.” He repeated. “I just don’t think I am a good beta candidate.” “But... the beta of a pack is the alpha’s right hand, their closest ally.” I whispered. “So... what?” My eyes widened. “You’re against me then too?” I couldn’t help the tear that escaped my eye. “Fine. I understand.” I was rejected, again.

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