The 5-time Rejected Gamma & The Lycan King Wattpad Mga Nobela at Kwento

"And you are going to accept my rejection and forget about me, we can never be together! I am an Alpha King, I do not need a mate like you." I cried more as his words rolled off his tongue, "Stop your crying, it is fucking irritating!" He said and I sobbed. "You are going to leave after the rejection and never set foot within my territory again, mutt!" He warned, "Is that clear?" I nodded at him and watched him do what I feared the most. "I, Lycus Dardanos." He began, "Alpha King of the werewolf community, the next in command after the wolf's council and the Alpha of Blackmoon pack reject you Nyx E…"

"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."

“A five-time rejected Gamma from a little wolf pack is bonded to the Lycan King. This clearly is the joke of the century, or millennia. I mean, look at you! You’re not even a Lycan! I look more like a Queen than you do! You just look like a dying rogue picked from the streets and given some new clothes. You don’t even know how to dress and put on make-up like a real female, let alone a Queen. How is it that you think that you are qualified to take on that position anyway?” Lucianne started laughing hysterically, and many were turning in her direction. Xandar heard everything from a distance, his hearing being the sharpest because he was the King of both species. He dashed to Lucianne’s side,

I warned, my voice laced with conviction, "I am not a possession to be controlled or cloaked. I am a force to be reckoned with, a wolf with my own power and agency. Treat me as an equal, or we have no future." The Lycan King's gaze met mine, his expression a mix of determination and gratitude. "I understand, Gracie. I will respect your strength and never seek to suppress it. Together, we will shape a future that embraces both power and love." And so, with a newfound understanding and a shared commitment, we embarked on a journey—a journey to rebuild trust, to unravel the complexities of our bond, and to redefine the role of the Lycan King in my life. It would not be easy, for scars remained

He said indifferently, a slight curiosity to his eyes. "It was not my intention to be intimate with you... I was... not in the right state of mind," I said meekly. If I had guessed correctly I am speaking to the eldest son of the Lycan King, and he is rumored to have killed his mate for being unable to bear a child. No one knows exactly what happened, but I believe he had also rejected his first mate. Dana whimpers in my head at the thought of being rejected by our mate. Given the circumstances, I would gladly accept his rejection if it means escaping death in his hands.

I smiled, cold and royal and nothing like the girl he rejected. “War begins at dawn,” I mouthed back. Because it does. For Elias. For my crown. For the five years I spent learning that ‘wolfless’ doesn’t mean ‘powerless.’ It means ‘Lycan.’ And the Lycan Queen has returned.

"I understand." They were silent on the way back to Darius' house. Then Seraphina thought of something that made her ask Darius again. "Excuse me, if I may ask, are you a Lycan like Valerian?" Seraphina looked at Darius sideways. "Yes, I am also the Lycan King and Valerian is my rival." ***

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?

I laughed, "What King?" On hearing my voice her eyes raised to mine. "The Lycan king of course." She replied. "I didn't realise that there were two Lycan Kings. Beta Cenat." I smiled. "In case you don't know, this is the supreme ruler of the entire Lycanthropy, Lycan King Adrian Grey." Cenat said. Her eyes went white in fear, "Forgive me your highness." I grabbed her by the shirt, "I don't mind torturing girls, I can take your life now and no one would question me."

Alec flinched, the contempt in his eyes instantly replaced by shock. "Damien?" he repeated, his voice trembling slightly. "You mean... Lycan King Damien?" Serena let out a shrill laugh. "Elena, are you delusional?" Serena’s voice was a shrill laugh. "Why would a supreme Alpha like the Lycan King want a pack's reject?" A reject. My heart clenched. Only Alec knew that word. When we first got together, I'd hidden my true identity, pretending to be a beta cast out from her pack.