Novel & Cerita Reborn I Reject My Alpha First

And without her, my rejection has no teeth. Still, the hall inhales as one. Gasps. Shock. Horror. My father roars, fury ripping through the hall. “What did you just do, you foolish, ungrateful girl? You have committed a mortal sin! You deserve death! This is an abomination!” Kei doesn’t look at him. He looks at me. And then, calm as a blade sliding free— “I, Alpha Kei,” he says, his voice iron and unyielding, “reject your rejection. And it will be over my dead body before I ever let you—or the throne—go.”

I didn’t retaliate—but my wolf surged violently beneath my skin, clawing to come out. I was Reika Ulrich, the Alpha’s daughter and this was the first time I was meeting the infamous red eyes of the Alpha King. Once, I had admired him. Fate had twisted that admiration into hatred. Now, I was his sworn enemy. His prey. “Do you think you can fucking disobey me, Reika Ulrich?” he roared in my face. “Submit to me. Now.” I snorted despite the pain, my ego overriding my sanity. “I am an Alpha, born to lead. I am not going to bow down to you.”

But beneath the manufactured sorrow, I felt the glitch. I knelt at the base of the spire, tracing the sharp, deep letters etched into the plinth. No name was carved here. In Rebirth City, if the Alpha rejects you, the system scrubs your identity. You aren't a person; you’re an unassigned variable. AUGUST 14TH.

Whereas I worked myself everyday trying to impress him and make him realize my worth and importance to him and his pack, hoping for even a shred of his gaze my way, he had been doing this. “I, Alba, reject Alpha Dante Voss as my mate and Alpha. I annul this bond that binds us together!” I snapped without restraint, watching him as he began to cough up blood. The Alpha King looked at me shocked by the decision I had taken. He couldn’t believe that I would really reject my mate especially with how Dante had threatened me. His gaze lingered on me longer than it should have. As if he was thinking of something I couldn’t quite understand or explain.

“No one is required to surrender a claim today simply because the other side rejects it. But if you want the room to treat something as established, you must give us more than certainty.” The first Alpha gave a humorless laugh. “Convenient for people who crossed our boundary.” The other Alpha’s chair scraped back half an inch. “Your wolves chased ours across it.” “There.” The first Alpha pointed across the table. “That is exactly the lie we came here to answer.” The second Alpha surged forward. “You want the names of the wolves you sent after them?” Caleb straightened. Grant stayed still. Hallie raised one hand. Neither Alpha stopped. “They ran because your people—”

​“I, Kaelen Vance, Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack and King of the Western Territories, reject the arrangement of the heavens.” ​The words echoed in my ears, amplified a thousand times over, no longer muffled by the ring’s ancient protective runes. The rejection wasn't just a memory; it was a living, breathing monster devouring me from the inside out. Five years of frozen tears thawed in a single heartbeat. Five years of pretending I was whole, of convincing myself that I had survived the ultimate betrayal unscathed, evaporated into the freezing northern air.

His right hand gripped his left arm, and his whole body shook, beyond his control. "I thought nothing would change." He lifted his eyes, wet, full of a desperate tenderness. "Are you rejecting me because previous life I didn't name our pup the Alpha?" "That was wrong of me. But Heidi's boy had impure blood. I only wanted to give him a little more." "But this time," his voice turned firm, "I decided long ago. Our pup will be the Alpha." I smiled and said, calm, "Too late. There won't be any pup."

The stinging pain on my cheek burned with pure humiliation. Tears welled in my eyes, but I kept my head held high. I was the daughter of Central City's Alpha, who also served as the Werewolf Chairman. Elegance and decorum were expected of me. If I caused a scene at my own birthday party, I would become the laughingstock of the entire city. Nestled in Kaelen's arms, Lily shot me another provocative glance. Kaelen looked at my swelling cheek, his outstretched hand trembling.

Dad and Elias were so damn busy acting like I was some reckless screwup that they couldn't see what was right in front of them. Those council members. I could have told them not to even bother calling the council. I might drink too much. I might not show up to every damn meeting. But I'm still an Alpha. And more importantly, I'm the firstborn. People forget that. Elias and I might be twins, but I came first. I am the original Alpha. The first heartbeat. The first breath. The first son. And despite everything that's happened, despite the rejection and the mistakes I've made afterward, that hasn't changed.

"Father?" He crossed the room in three long steps and dropped beside the bed, and I could not bring myself to look away. The most feared Alpha in a hundred years took his dead father's hand in both of his own and pressed it against his forehead, and his shoulders began to shake. It was the first time I had ever seen him cry. In my first life I would have given anything to comfort him, and now I stood there between two guards, not allowed to move. "Alpha," Veda said gently, laying a hand on his shoulder. "I am so sorry. The healer's daughter has murdered your father. She rejected you in front of the whole pack tonight, and then she came here to take revenge."