Rejected By My Alpha Wanted By The Lycan King Novels & Stories

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.

She let out a breath and said, "Honestly I think I might get sick." I laughed a little. She smiled weakly. She leaned against the wall. Said, "This is all so crazy. Rejected by an alpha one day because I chose my mother , getting mated to a Lycan Prince the next day…” I said, "You could still say no. If you don’t want it.” She just shook her head. "I know this is sudden " she said. “ I am not sure I want it… but I do know this is something good for us."

Exhaling, I placed my back against the cold wall, practicing breathing exercises to calm my raging nerves. What in heaven's name is the moon goddess up to? She gave me two mates who rejected me without having a second thought only to hand me over to the third one who had refused to reject me. From what I heard, he is the Lycan King. Why will the Lycan King accept an Omega when what he needs is a female Alpha to rule by his side. Wait! Pushing my hand forward with my head tilted to the side, I tried to speak but I couldn't piece together the puzzle in my head.

Because the look on Alpha Sunny’s face had changed. His eyes widened slightly. As if he was noticing something he hadn’t before. Something about me. Or maybe… Something about the man standing beside me. The Lycan King watched his reaction carefully. Then he spoke the words that made the entire forest fall into stunned silence. “Since you rejected her so easily…” His voice dropped into a cold whisper. “I think it’s only fair that I take her.” My breath caught. Alpha Sunny’s expression instantly darkened. “You can’t do that,” he said sharply.

"The sample reacted the moment I tried to seal it. It should never do that. I have never seen blood behave this way in thirty years of practice." Kael crouched to examine the shards without touching them, his expression unreadable. "Explain what you mean by behave." "It moved, my lord. On its own. Like it was alive." She looked at me now, and there was something close to fear in her eyes, though not the kind aimed at an enemy. It was the fear people reserve for something they do not understand. "My lord, I believe her bloodline is not merely rare. I believe it may be one the old texts warned us about, the kind meant to produce wolves capable of standing against Alphas and Lycan emperors both

Then a giant black wolf stepped out from between the trees. Aurora froze. The creature was enormous. Its body was nearly twice the size of an ordinary Alpha. Its fur was jet black, with a faint golde sheen at the tip of its tail. But it was its eyes that terrified Aurora the most. Golden. Cold. Powerful. The rogues immediately took several steps backward. “T-that’s...” “Impossible.” “A-a Lycan.” The largest rogue swallowed hard. “That’s the Lycan King.” Aurora’s breath caught. ‘The Lycan King? Weren’t the Lycans supposed to live far to the north? Then why is their king here?’ Her mind raced with questions.

"Then what did you do?" "Wandered, mostly, for longer than I'd like to admit." A small, tired smile. "Followed rumors instead. There aren't many stories that spread faster than the Lycan King personally escorting a rejected exile out of Mooncrest territory himself. Once I heard the description — silver-black hair, golden eyes, a fresh rejection mark — I knew it had to be you. I just had to convince the border guards to actually let me in and prove I wasn't a threat." "You came all this way. Alone."

"She was trying to save her own skin." "A frail human girl striking a Lycan King," I mused, a low rumble of amusement in my chest. "Most would have frozen in terror the second my claws appeared. She fought back." "And she nearly died for it," Aliyah reminded me, her tone turning strict. "I had to compel her mind just to clean up the mess. If she had remembered you losing control in a trance, word would have spread through the lower quarters by sunset." I looked directly at her. "The compulsion held?"