Novel & Cerita Rejected By The Alpha Claimed By The Lycan King Althea

He demanded icily. My heart skips a bit, cause I expected a rejection. “I'm off to the part then" He added , glaring at me for the last time he left and Lora and Dante were glaring at me. “What have you done, why was the Lycan king on your case, suddenly?" Dante asked , looking all pissed. “Guess she's trying to sell her self off , after your rejection. Slut!" She said spitefully. I only glare at her and scoff. ~~ Everyone was having the best moments of their life at the party, he has successfully recite the engagement vow and they seems all lovey dovey along with the other alpha.

I never liked attending Lycan gatherings. I always felt out of place in their midst, but my mate, the Lycan King, Alpha Liams, had insisted that I come along. I had protested, telling him that I was too shy to be among so many of his kind, but he wouldn't take no for an answer, insisting that I was now one of them.

the second guard suggested. “Yes. We should do that. We might score some points with the king too,” the other agreed. Then they tried to grab Alpha Blake. Alpha Blake stepped back. “I am here for the Lycan King’s wedding. You cannot treat me like a criminal!” he snarled. “We will let the king decide whether you are a criminal or not. Now come along calmly Mr werewolf.” They grabbed him. You will regret this when you find out who I am!” Alpha Blake gritted and finally let them. He growled under their grip.

The whole ride to the palace, he did not spare her a glance, instead working on his tablet. Lyra stole a few glances at him now and then. He was tall, handsome, and well-built. She swallowed and looked away, not wanting to let his looks crowd her senses. He did not like her. A male like him–not just an Alpha but a Lycan King at that–must hate being mated to an Omega like her. But he was the Lycan King, who enforced the law that forbade Alphas from rejecting their mates. Surely, he wouldn’t go against his own rules, right?

And somewhere deep inside my blood. Something ancient opened its eyes. Blackness swallowed me. But the last thing I heard, before I hit the ground, was not my wolf crying. It was another voice. Low. Powerful. Not Kael’s. Not from this pack. “You dare reject what belongs to me?” As Aurelia lies unconscious beneath the full moon, her rejected bond bleeds silver across the ground and miles away, a Lycan King rises from his throne.

The room erupted in chaos as the other lycans rose to their feet, their faces contorted in anger and confusion. I knelt before him, hands clasped in a desperate plea. “Forgive me, sire. It’s my fault. I’ll instantly reject you. I, Crystal Meka, slave of Alpha King Elyon, hereby reject you, Supreme Alpha King Elyon, as my mate—” Before I could finish, a forceful hand slammed against my cheek, leaving my head spinning, ears ringing, and vision blurred. Elyon struck me. “How dare you reject me, you foolish creature!” he growled. Another stinging slap landed on my face, forcing me onto the hard stone floor. “How does a lowly nobody like you dare to reject me?!”

“She isn't going to be forced to do anything. If she rejects me and goes then it’s on her, but the man isn't coming to our world and forcing her choice.” “Well, we need more than just our pack then because it seems like this guy claims to be King.” “So I’m Alpha!” I snapped. “I dare him to come, I will fight for her and if I die at least she knows I love her.” “Well let’s hope you’re not having to do that, the Lycans are a lot stronger than us. Nick isn't that strong, but then again I don’t know what he is to them,” he said shrugging his shoulders. “But I think if we can convince the Lycan King that she belongs to us, he will allow it. I don’t want to see anyone die.”

His black eyes lingered grimly over her before they looked past her, at the leopard. "Give the leopard to me," He commanded, using all his powers but Athena didn't bow down or even budged like normal would have. A strange silver light rose from her followed by the crashing of bones. The silver light transformed into a thick black cloak that fell over the now phased she-wolf standing in front of the Lycan king with her chin lifted up with determination. He'd never seen anything like that before, something like her. "You can have him after you kill me," she told the King grimly, looking him straight into the eyes, challenging him.

Everyone in this pack treated me like the Spawn of a murderer, viewing me with pure disgust. A sudden, terrifying wave of anxiety crashed into my chest. Could I actually be his Queen? Goldcrest was the royal capital. The most powerful Alphas and Lunas in the world resided there. Could the royal court ever accept a male Omega as their Queen? An Omega whose wolf was cursed, sealed away, and completely incapable of shifting?If I went with him, I wouldn't just be facing Catherine and Kane—I would be facing the judgment of the entire Lycan kingdom.

My father’s pack was on fire, and the wolves were howling and fleeing helter-skelter. Screams from every direction pierced my ears, and I could hear myself sobbing inside my chest. My father, the pack’s alpha, was fighting to protect his people. I couldn’t move my body as I stared in anguish, I couldn’t move my body. My mother was only a few meters away when she was attacked from behind by a wolf.