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With a determined heart, I rose to my feet, my heart still aching with the harsh sting of rejection and heartbreak. I looked at both of them, and with a painful smile etched upon my lips, I declared in a voice filled with strength and boldness, "I, KAYLA HILLS, WHOLEHEARTEDLY ACCEPT YOUR REJECTION, ALPHA LEX!"

Cicy is grimacing inside of me - showing her own disgust. “Besides,” Jean cuts in again. “You know he’s the Alpha’s best friend. He can get away with anything. There’s no way he would be sanctioned.” “Jean, why don’t you just reject him?” I ask desperately. “I…I thought about that,” Jean admits. “But…you know what could happen.” Yes. Yes, I do. Rejecting a mate is not black and white. If one dares to do so then whoever initiated the rejection has to pay a large sum of money in damages. A very large sum.

Sydney's POV How could he think of me like that? It was so uncalled for. Truth be told, he barely knew me, but thinking I wanted to hurt his mother was just extreme. 'He is an alpha. What do you expect?' Reika said. 'Can you be on my side for once? Just because you want him so bad doesn't give you a right to be unreasonable.' 'I am on your side. That's why I'm telling you all this. An alpha has numerous enemies so it's normal for him not to trust anyone,' she explained.

“My ears won’t stop bleeding from hearing the praises of ‘the one’ and now that the goddess sent her your way, you are leaving her? Are you insane?” I looked back at the cave and then looked at the blazing fires upward. It felt like those fires were burning my heart. Looking back in the cave, I summoned the doctor and ordered, “Run away with her, doctor. Take her to a place where even I can’t find her.” “You are going to reject her?” The doctor asked in shock. “Don’t reject her, Alpha! She is already in immense pain. She won’t be able to handle the trauma of a first-time rejection.”

Pack members whispered and smiled, already celebrating the official union between the ruthless Alpha and his supposedly weak, human-born mate—me. Killian stepped forward, his towering frame exuding dominance that silenced every murmur. His dark hair glimmered under the moonlight, his chiseled jaw set tight. He was every bit the powerful Alpha everyone revered—and feared. And for a fleeting moment, I hoped the hardness in his expression would melt, that he’d reach for me like he used to in private. But then, his voice cut through the night like a blade. “I, Alpha Killian Nightfang…” He paused, his gaze locking on mine with a cold intensity that froze me where I stood. “…reject you, Aria Rosew

"Believing she could be Luna!" More came, a chorus of condemnation that left my cheeks burning with humiliation. Some of them I recognized. Pack members who had watched me sweep floors and tend wounds for years, who had never been bothered to learn my name but were happy enough to watch me be taken down. "The evidence is clear," Beta Marcus continued when the demonstrations had faded. "The accused refused the Alpha's proper rejection, disrupting the sacred bonding ritual and bringing shame to the pack." "What is your judgment?" Alpha Kael's voice boomed in the hall like a blade. He still hadn't looked my way, his eyes fixed somewhere over my shoulder.

"By order of the Alpha King, you are assigned to the Blood Moon delegation departing within the hour for the Hollow Court gathering. Attendance is not optional." For one wild, furious second, she considered refusing outright; what could they possibly do to her now, today of all days, that would be worse than what had already happened, and then reason reasserted itself, cold and practical. Refusing an Alpha King's direct order, on the very day he'd just publicly humiliated her, would only give the pack one more story to tell about her at dinner. And there was a colder, more useful thought underneath that one: leaving quietly, without incident, cost her nothing. Making a scene cost her everyth

I demand, breathless, as I storm up to the receptionist’s desk. The secretary glances up from behind his computer, his eyes flicking across my appearance. I’m well aware that I look like a bat out of hell, wearing my stained overalls with my hair mussed from hurrying across the city. But I don’t care. “Anyone who wishes to see the Alpha President must have an appointment,” the secretary says slowly, as if speaking to a child. “And I’m afraid he books out quite far, so…” I slam my hands against the desk, making the receptionist jolt in his chair. “Tell him that Iris is here.”

“This isn’t about winning or losing, Jessica. This is about survival. Christopher isn’t just the Alpha—he’s the most powerful wolf in this pack. If you push him too far, he won’t hesitate to—” “To what?” I interrupted, my voice rising. “Kill me? Banish me? He’s already made it clear he wants me gone. What more can he do?” My uncle opened his mouth to respond, but the assistant cleared his throat, cutting him off. “The Alpha is waiting,” he said, his tone cold and final. I shot my uncle one last defiant look before turning on my heel and striding toward the office door. I didn’t wait for an invitation. I pushed the door open and stepped inside, my heart pounding in my chest.

I didn’t trust myself to. But I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. Instead, I slowly turned to face him, lifting my chin. “Thank you,” I said, voice eerily calm. “If that’s truly what you think of me, then I’m glad you rejected me.” His eyes narrowed, confused. “I don’t need an Alpha who sees me as nothing but a weakness,” I continued, the pain in my chest coiled tight, caged. “I don’t need your mark. I don’t need your pity. And I sure as hell don’t need you.”