Rejected But Trapped By The Alpha King นิยาย & เรื่องราว

There were photos of them picking out a cradle for their pup and decorating the nursery together. I scrolled past the images with a blank expression, feeling nothing. What did any of this have to do with me anymore? Nothing. So, I ignored it all. Outside, the Alpha King's guards had already been waiting for some time. The moment they saw me, they bowed in perfect unison, their gesture wordlessly conveying the highest respect for me as the future Luna Queen. I never once looked back. Under their escort, I boarded the vehicle bound for Crescora. Inside, I blocked all of Chad and Maddox's contacts, then snapped my SIM card in half and tossed it out the window.

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.

But nothing prepared me for his next words. “I, Lucien Winston hereby banish you from this pack,” he declared, his voice carrying across the training grounds, sharp and absolute. “From this moment forward, you are no longer welcome here. If you return, you will be met with death.” I swallowed hard, the weight of his words settling over me like stone. The whispers of the crowd, the eyes of the warriors, everything faded. I drew in a slow breath and lifted my chin. My voice was quiet but steady. “I, Ava Night, accept banishment and reject Lucien Winston, as my Alpha.” I managed to say as everything went dark.

Ronan went very still. “You’ll forget him,” he said hoarsely. “No,” the Guardian corrected. “She will forget who she was because of him.” The words hollowed me out. Kael laughed weakly. “See?” he said. “Even now, the world won’t let you leave me without bleeding.” I looked at him then—really looked. At the Alpha who had rejected me publicly. At the man who had still claimed ownership in private. At the creature now standing as a doorway for something that would devour entire packs without hesitation.

Ignoring the burning pain in my knee, I slid down onto the mattress, placing my hands on the bed and pressing my forehead all the way down against the sheets in a formal, submissive bow. "You... you don't have to treat me like this, Your Majesty," I whispered, my raspy voice breaking in the quiet room. "You are the Alpha King. You can have anyone you want, while I am just a lowly, worthless servant. I don't deserve your worry, so... please, just reject me." Adric went completely still above me. "If I reject you right now," Adric said, his voice losing its earlier gentleness and turning stiff, "your body is far too weak to survive the pain of a broken mate bond. You would die within hours."

Rejection was something that never happened. My previous alpha was the only one who did not mate with his true mate and even then, it was a special case. “I reject your request.” The king answered with the room falling quiet. “The only one to reject their mate is alpha Greyhemm, the female wolf was ill, blind and weak. Even then my father, agreed because he was also not in his senses. I am not going to allow this rejection whatever the reason.” The king explained, seeming worked up himself. Alpha Bush looked as if he would snap the king’s head.

she tried to tell him that he needs to think again but he looked pretty stubborn about it. "Did you not hear me before? She didn’t kill him and besides, I would love to see who can point a finger at me and gets to live," he said and made direct eye contact with me. Now that this was out in the open, I didn’t feel like staying silent as well. “I rejected you last night. Just accept my rejection and move on,” I yelled, snatching the world from under Joce’s feet. I being his mate was already shocking enough for her and now I told her that I have rejected the Alpha King too.

I don't need a partner like you because I'm an Alpha King. My tears increased as he said, "Stop your crying, it is fucking irritating!" I cried as he stated this. "Mutt, after the rejection, you're going to leave and never come back into my domain!" "Is that clear?" he cautioned. I gave him a nod as I watched him carry out the action I most dreaded. The moment the silver-laced whip touched my back, I hissed. The whip came down again, leaving a gash worse than the last, and I felt my skin slash open with a fresh wound.

My eyes followed her until she was out of the main door, and away from the space I occupied. Slowly, my gaze flickered to the group of Alphas in the corner. One of them was looking at me now. Alpha Kingsley—her father. His lips were tugged into a smug smile, that told me I could do nothing and he would always reign over this Kingdom like a secret puppet master. For the first time in five years, I smiled back. He had no idea what was coming for him and his group. Before this night ended, all of them would be dead. They would never get the chance to think of a Lycan as their puppet again. Because wolves could never be caged. They preferred death over becoming puppets in a circus.

And in that moment, I made a choice that shattered both our worlds. "I don't have time for all this. I'm the Alpha King, and I can't afford to have an Omega as the queen. I, Marcus Danielson, Alpha King, reject you as my mate," I declared, my voice colder than I intended. The pain in her eyes, the single tear that fell, tore at my heart. I turned to walk away, the weight of my duty heavy upon me. But as I took those steps, guilt gnawed at my conscience. I couldn't leave her completely defenseless, vulnerable to the harsh realities of our world.