Rejected By My Alpha Wanted By The Lycan King Mga Nobela at Kwento

Axel fell into her arms in tears. She ran her fingers in his hair. "I ran and found myself in the Lycans clan." Axel lifted his face. "Father said that they are our enemies, don't let anyone hear this." "The Lycan king is my mate, and he rejected me because I'm not just a werewolf, but I'm wolf-less and weak." She broke into tears again. Axel patted her back. "You should be glad he didn't kill you." He stared at her face. "Isn't it time to give our Alpha king a chance? He really loves you."

Opening her eyes, it dawned on her. She didn't hit the ground. Looking up a bit, she met his charming face: thick jaw, deep brown eyes, sharp nose, and a bloody lip. This description suits no one else than Alpha Raymond, the Lycan king known for his deadly acts. “If you wish to end your miserable life, then it's okay, but not in my company,” he dropped her down, and she turned around. Her stupid mind didn't think through; trying to commit suicide in a company, wasn't smart at all.

Gathering my courage, I placed my hand in his. As he led me back to the center of the gathering, he addressed the Alpha directly, his words resonating with an unsettling authority. "Alpha, I have come as a guest to your pack, and I have been struck by the tenacity and unity of your people. As a symbol of my appreciation, I demand a gift." The Alpha, visibly taken aback, maintained his composure. "Ask, Lycan King, and if it is within my power, it will be granted."

Kaedrin called calmly, and I involuntarily looked up, meeting his eyes. “I do not accept your rejection,” he said coldly. A shiver ran down my spine. My wolf felt contented, knowing our mate was not as crazy as I was doing things without thinking. “I reject your rejection, Nysera,” Vaeric said as well, frowning. I grimaced. A part of me was pissed they weren’t rejecting me. Another part was somewhat happy that they weren’t willing to let me go. My emotions were jumbled. I guess this was what I got for being mated to the infamous Lycan Kings.

They would have to pay me for the five years I was their alpha and also I was going to make Valen pay. He played me like a ball and I wasn't going to allow that anymore. I was done with being used. I was done being nice. I didn't know where to go after here but if the Lycan King would have me, I would volunteer to be a part of his pack even if it meant being beneath him. I was even going to allow him to mark me as one of his by showing my vulnerability to him. What I knew was that I needed a strong backing if I wanted to win against those who were plotting against me.

I said facing downwards, I couldn't meet his eyes, those glowing amber eyes could make me change my mind. “Well, I'll give you some time to think about it then.” He said, I looked up at him in astonishment. Didn't he hear what I just said? He gave me a warm smile, before walking out. I became dumbfounded. My Alpha mate had just dumped me for a Luna who was more stronger, prettier, I mean everything than me, how then would a powerful,wealthy and charming Lycan king like Cullian ask me to marry him in just a few hours of meeting him.

Xee nodded, "Your kind gesture is appreciated, Aurora." With that, he bent down, placed a lingering kiss on my forehead, and straightened up. He inhaled deeply and started speaking, "I, Xander Stoneheart, the Lycan King, reject you, Katherine Storm as my mate. I wish happiness and peace to come your way." Katherine bowed her head slightly, "I, Katherine Storm, accept the rejection of my mate, Xander Stoneheart. I wish you to spend the rest of your life with the one you love. And I wish happiness and peace to come your way."

He asked, his hot breath slamming on my skin as he closed the distance. My chest heaved as I clenched my fist tightly trying my best to not appear as scared shitless as I was. “Do you have any idea who I am?” He added but his tone wasn't sounding harsh. In fact it still had this same amusement hinted on it. “Alpha Kieran called you the Lycan King,” I replied, trying to maintain some semblance of control. “Yes, I am the Lycan King and what you just did is an offence punishable by death,”

“Please, let me try. If there’s even a chance I can save Elliot, why wouldn’t you let me?” Alpha Mason’s eyes narrowed, and he took a step closer. His presence was overwhelming. “Do you have any idea what kind of man the Lycan King is? He's ruthless. He doesn’t help people. He destroys them. If you go anywhere near him, he’ll kill you before you can even speak.” “I don’t care, Alpha. I’ll take that risk. I’ll do whatever it takes.” Alpha Mason stared at me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then he laughed—a cold, mocking sound that made my skin crawl.

My claws began to push out from my fingers, scratching deep grooves into the edges of my oak desk as I gripped the wood. How dare she? How dare a rejected female turn around and make a fool out of the great Alpha of the Voss pack? She was supposed to be crying in the mud, begging for my mercy. She was supposed to be a lonely outcast, dying slowly in the cold forest without a pack bond to keep her warm. Instead, she had gone straight into the arms of our greatest enemies. She was standing on the cliffs next to the Lycan princes, looking down at my burning army with a cold smile. She was using my own secrets to break my crown piece by piece.