Novel & Cerita Reborn I Reject My Alpha First

His eyes moved across the shelf, the window, the floor, and stopped. On the windowsill. Half a second. Then back to me, smooth and neutral, giving nothing. “The Alpha wants to establish ground rules,” he said. “Tonight.” He didn’t ask if I was ready. He stepped back and held the door open, which was its own kind of answer to a question I hadn’t asked. I looked at the windowsill one more time. A sealed room. A carving left inside it, worn down by years of someone’s hands. A Beta who noticed it in three seconds and chose not to react.

“It's procedural. We have an Alpha claiming a mate bond formed within days, with a woman who has no prior standing in any pack, adopted into a Beta family with no political weight of its own. That timeline alone warrants scrutiny.” “The timeline isn't in question,” I said. “The bond is real. I've confirmed it myself.” “I don't doubt your sincerity.” Marcus's tone stayed smooth, reasonable, the exact register that made him dangerous — he wasn't attacking Lyra, wasn't attacking me directly, just attacking the shape of events in a way that sounded like caution instead of sabotage. “But sincerity isn't the same as verification, and given the succession pressures currently facing this territory,

I lost my footing. When I came back to myself, I stepped back. Several times. How could I forget what he had done to me last time? The Moon Goddess had given me a second chance for exactly this reason. I was not walking that road again. I drew a breath and made my voice steady. "Alpha. The person you love is Vanessa. Not me. I know we look alike. I know there are moments when you see her in my face. But she's her, and I'm me. I won't be her stand-in. I cannot be her stand-in."

I raised my head and locked eyes with him, my voice colder than ice: "Did you forget that my parents were Council members who died protecting our pack? Do you honestly think they raised a daughter who would sell out our people?" "Or do you think just because my parents are dead, anyone can step on me and walk away clean?" Ethan's face paled. But I wasn't finished. His blatant favoritism wasn't even the worst part. What disgusted me to my core was: "You are the Alpha heir of this pack, yet you're trying to harbor a traitor who leaked pack secrets." I stared right through him, enunciating every syllable: "You have completely lost your mind." Ethan opened his mouth, trying to offer an explanati

She fisted it causing the wrinkles to appear in that fabric. “You were saying something, Alaric?” She said in a questioning tone. Alaric. My name’s sounded so good. I smiled. Then I recalled our conversation. Her rejection. My hurt. My pain. My domination. I was the Alpha. I wouldn’t be weak. I was strong. I moved away. This time, for good.

"I-I think you should go." "Who is he? Who is this guy? Why can't you see that he's toxic? You're a good person. You deserve someone good in return." "Noah, you should go." "You have to reject him." Annoyed, I spill, "I can't reject him, okay? I can't reject him." "Why not? You're only holding yourself back." "Because he's an Alpha, Noah. I can't reject an Alpha." Noah's face shifts to something blank. "What?"

In my experience, alphas don't do good deeds for free. She sighs and turns back, closing the door slowly. “Trey was a puppy when he arrived on this beach in a basket with just a note in a glass bottle, saying he was a rejected baby because he wasn't born from a mating. The alphas took Trey in, loved him, and made him one of them in every way, and that kid never once thought he'd be rejected. They never did, and they never will, any differently. - She pauses. “Being rejected is a death sentence anywhere else but here? Here is a new beginning. Be born again on that beach and lift your head. You have a shot at something amazing here, Irin, and they won't ask for anything in return.

A bitter grin twisted his lips, but it was a cruel expression directed inwardly, solely at himself. With a heavy heart, he gazed out into the world, feeling as though he was all alone. The bitter sting of rejection had left him with little hope for finding love. Yet, fate had other plans, and he found himself drawn to a man who seemed to be his perfect match. However, the cruel irony of life was not lost on him, as this man too was turning his back on him, just like his loved ones had done in the past. With a stern voice, Alpha Killan Raiden Leonidas, the Alpha of the Sun Forest Pack, declared, "I, Alpha Killan Raiden Leonidas, hereby reject you as my mate."

Not this boy, I am interested in a man. A grimace fills my face as I continue to speak, ignoring the sad eyes of the man. “I, Minerva, daughter of Beta Wilson, reject you as my Alpha and my mate.” He then fell to the ground in severe pain; I felt bad, but I did not express it. Even though I did not want him to think there was any possibility that we might form a mate bond, he rejected me as well, but what I was not expecting was what occurred when he verbally rejected me.

I had watched as he used his Alpha strength to subdue the spring, forcing my energy into her body while Lyra's moans shifted from pain to a shuddering chorus of pleasure that echoed through the chamber. Back then, I was nothing more than an obedient tool. But not this time. I would not hollow out my soul for a traitor. I suppressed my wolf's mournful cry and spoke, my voice chillingly calm. "My power serves my mate and my pack." I paused, letting the words hang in the air. "But it is not a tool to be commanded." With that, I ignored Damien completely and turned toward the moon-silver lockbox in the corner. From it, I took out a blank Mate Rejection Agreement.