Novel & Cerita Rejected By My Alpha Wanted By The Lycan King

“If you want to get pregnant right now, get in here. If you don’t, go back, woman. I have a lot on my plate.” Pregnant? That easy? Did I look like a whore? "I don't kiss those who are drunk." That was not really a lie. The smell of alcohol disgusted me. I never was a fan of alcoholic drinks. The probability of me kissing the Lycan King was next to impossible. I knocked again. My brows furrowed when I heard something crashing on the door, as if the alpha king threw something. "Go!" he roared. Was that supposed to make me scared?

Emily and Jacob waited near the front, eyes wide with worry and relief when they spotted me. Xavier stepped aside. “Stand here,” he murmured, indicating a spot beside him but slightly forward. I hesitated, but listened to him. His gaze softened. “You decide.” Those three words sent a shiver down my spine. He was giving me the authority. The hall waited as I processed things through. Kael cracked first. “You can’t be serious,” he snapped, looking between me and Xavier. “Alara is — she’s nobody. She has already been marked by another wolf and rejected! Why would the Lycan King want to make an enemy out of an Alpha and his entire pack — over her?”

Elara smiled as she assessed me critically. “I don't want to be a puppet of fate or the gods. I didn't ask for any of this, I want to be free!” I clenched my fists with determination. “Not even the Alpha deserves this fate.” “Indeed?” There was weight in her words. “Don't be deceived by the games of seduction, Sophie. The Lycan King is a cunning wolf who plays dirty to get what he wants!” “Do you have a history with him?” I observed, curious.

This was all she managed to say. “Yes—you aren’t my mate and you can never be mine,” I spat angrily and turned to walk inside the hall for the ceremony to begin when I halted again. Turning around, I saw her staring into space—as I figured out that she might have found it difficult to believe what just happened. “I...Eric Axel, The Lycan King of the Lycan groove rejects you....” I was saying when she rushed towards me and held me tightly, tears dropping out from her eyes. “Please don’t do this,” She cried painfully, but my mid was made up.

The movement on my shoulder stopped abruptly and I saw a flicker of emotion in his eyes. "You are lying!" He pointed out. I huffed. "Give me permission to reject you and see if that won't happen?" He regarded me for a moment before he took a step backward. " Do it," he said suddenly, dangerously. I felt a lump rise in my throat and tried to swallow it. "Kill yourself, Kahlan but I will never let you reject me!" He said stubbornly. Well, he's the Alpha, a Lycan for that matter. It would be a disgrace if someone like me rejected him.

"No sex." "Then you have a deal," she said. He scoffed. "A deal, my ass. Like you are some property." He pushed off the wall and walked to her, slowly morphing in shape until his beast was partially out. His eyes glowered and hair sprouted along his face. "I, Alpha-king, Mitch Chester, last surviving son of the Lycan race and King of the Alpine mountain Kingdom of Wolves asks you, Anna Kylin, daughter of Alpha Charles Kylin, to be his chosen mate."

I wiped a streak of wine from my cheek with one finger and licked it off. "You think you rejected me?" I asked. My voice was low, vibrating with a hidden power that made the nearest wolves step back instinctively. "I did reject you," Cameron barked, his face reddening. "You are nothing! You are a nameless, worthless orphan! I am an Alpha!" I took a step toward him. The air around me began to shimmer with heat. "You are a child playing with fire, Cameron Vance," I said. "You didn't reject a mate. You threw away the only thing that could have saved this pathetic pack from what’s coming."

My chest felt tight, my wolf was going crazy inside me, and the bond was singing in my blood demanding I go back, claiming that our mate was right there, so why was I running? I guess we both know the answer. I learned my lesson the first time, I wanted to scream at her and tell her that mate bonds are beautiful lies that end in rejection and pain and wanting to die. Just then, I heard footsteps echo down the corridor and I looked up just in time to see him, Alaric, the Lycan King, moving toward me with a kind of speed I have never seen before. I straightened my back as every muscle in me was prepared to fight him but he stopped a few feet away, giving me space, he had a look of wonder on hi

His tone brooked no argument. “But… only the Alphas are allowed inside,” I protested, dread prickling at the thought of facing so many powerful figures. “Well, I’m the Lycan King,” he said with a dangerous smirk. “And I do what I want.” “And what you want is to drag me to a meeting?” I muttered, disbelief lacing my words. “Yes, if that's how you're putting it.” His gaze flicked to me, steady and unreadable. “You didn’t want to stay with the lunars, right?”

His jaw tightened, but instead of backing off, he stepped closer. I stepped back immediately, keeping the distance between us. “The Lycan already said the alpha appointment will be the people’s choice,” he said, his voice lowering like it was some grand revelation. “I don’t need Judith anymore… now we can be together.” I blinked, stunned. “Are you serious?” The disbelief in my voice made him flinch. “You rejected me, Kenneth. You humiliated me in front of the pack. You made sure I knew I wasn’t good enough for you and now, because your little arrangement fell apart, you think I will come running?”