Reborn I Reject My Alpha First Novels & Stories

“You want me to give up the crown.” “Yes.” “You want me to become mortal.” “Yes.” “You want me weak.” My voice breaks. “I want you alive.” Silence fills the space between us. His eyes soften again. “You always did like impossible fights.” “I learned from you.” He exhales slowly. “Nova.” “Yes?” “If I renounce it…” “Yes?” “I stop being Alpha.” “I know.” “The pack might reject me.” “They won’t.” “You’re very confident.” “I’m very stubborn.” A faint smile returns to his face.

“You’d better give me a very good reason.” I took a deep breath. I contemplated telling him that I had been reborn, and I knew certain key events of the past, but I didn’t know how believable that would sound to him. “I have the ability to see glimpses of the future.” The words tasted strange on my tongue. It was a blatant lie, but I didn’t care. His expression didn’t change. “I can help you become the Alpha King,” I continued evenly. “In exchange, I want you to make me second only to you.”

“The Council is gone. The hunger is satisfied. But the gate... the gate requires a new law. The First Alpha didn't build this place to be a sanctuary. He built it to be a laboratory.” He looked at Lyra, his stormy eyes full of a soul-shattering clarity. “We can't go back to the way things were, Lyra. The North needs a new frequency. It needs the 'Genesis Reborn.' It needs the mother, the father, and the son to be the new Sun.” Suddenly, the First Alpha appeared behind Silas. He didn't look like a titan anymore; he looked like a weary old man who was finally ready to sleep. “The crown is yours,” the First Alpha said, holding out a single, glowing seed of gold-and-sapphire. “But to plant it, y

“We can finally be together. She rejected you and not the other way around. Your father and the council won’t punish you. Just accept it!” “I will never accept it!” he roared, shaking from the strain. “I am an alpha, I can handle the pain. She is only a lowly omega. Weak and pathetic. She won’t survive my refusal. She will kneel and beg me to take her back, and then she will understand that no one rejects me.” His voice rose with manic arrogance. “I am Alpha Leonard Amari. I do the rejections!” I turned away, forcing my body to move even though every muscle screamed.

I lifted my head, eyes glowing molten gold, voice guttural with the weight of my fury. “Find them. Tear the land apart if you have to. And when you do…” I bared my teeth, a vicious smile cutting across my face “leave the Alpha rogue for me. I’ll rip him apart piece by piece while she watches. I’ll make sure she knows no one will ever hurt her again.” And then through the bond weak, but there her voice. Zaiden. My knees nearly buckled at the sound. She was alive. Still fighting. Still mine.

The square fell deathly silent in an instant. “I know you are my fated mate.” Kaelen stared down at the grey-cloaked figure below, his tone frigid. “But the Black Rock Clan has no use for a waste who cannot even awaken her wolf core. I stand here today to declare: I reject this bond.” The words hung in the air for a heartbeat of dead silence, then the square erupted into raucous, mocking laughter. “Did you hear that? The Wolf King rejected her in public!”“This is priceless— a coreless waste, daring to reach for the Black Rock Alpha?”“She’s brought shame on the entire Silver Moon Clan!”

He'd said it then with a kind of pained, stubborn devotion I hadn't understood. I'd been too full of Julian to see it. I turned him down — gently, but firmly. Now his palm against me felt like my second chance. Julian's eyes narrowed. His voice was low and dangerous. "Who are you?" Ethan ignored him. He pulled me against his chest. His voice was shaking. "I'm late. I'm sorry." A pressure rolled off him at the same time. Massive. Pure Alpha force. It was like sunlight melting snow. Julian's command shattered against it.

Then at Zed who was biting the inside of his cheek to keep his face straight and failing noticeably. "I was stabbed tonight," I said. "I died. I was reborn in a supernatural kingdom in someone else's dress and told I have to marry three werewolf kings or the world ends and now I am finding out that the ceremony involves all three of you putting your teeth in my neck and calling it holy." I looked around the room at every elder, every attendant, every sacred official who had gathered to witness this moment. "Who came up with this?"

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.

The Elder stared at me. "I'm sorry... what did you say?" I smiled. The freedom in my chest felt intoxicating. "No." The second rejection struck even harder. Chaos exploded instantly. "She rejected him!" "That's impossible!" "Has she gone mad?" "She rejected the future Alpha!" The crowd erupted into confusion. Whispers became shouting. Shouting became outrage. For the first time in six years, I felt something I had forgotten existed. Freedom. The Elder looked horrified. "Lyra, do you understand what you're saying?"