The Alphas Rejected Heir Book 2 Novels & Stories

Mum and dad stood on each side of me, and Justin also showed a bright smile making it obvious that I was favored by the whole family. I held my head high, my eyes flashing for the briefest moment—just long enough for those with sharp senses to catch a glimpse of the power that pulsed beneath my skin. The envious stares did not faze me. Let them whisper. Let them wonder. For I was no longer the forsaken, broken Luna. I was Nyxia Hemsworth, the daughter of the Alpha King. And I am out to exact my cold revenge on all those who crossed me.

"You're the rot. You're the Heir!" The construct smiled, a slow, terrifying movement that didn't reach her mirror-eyes. "I am the Heir of what you carry. You fed me your trauma, your betrayal, and your blood. Now, I have come to collect the harvest. The Alphas were the first mistake of the old world. I am the correction." She turned her gaze toward Zane. The air between them froze instantly, the moisture turning into jagged shards of ice. "No!" Rhea shrieked, trying to stand. "Leave him alone! He has nothing left!"

I shook her off like she was nothing, and she stumbled backward into Nathan's arms. The pack members were pressed against the pack house wall now, nowhere left to run. I could smell their terror. I could hear their rabbiting heartbeats. I could see the exact moment they realized they were going to die. "Maya!" Stephen's voice, commanding and authoritative. "As your Alpha, I order you to stand down!" I stopped. Turned slowly to face him. "My Alpha?" The words dripped with venom. "You stopped being my Alpha when you tied me to that post. You stopped being anything to me when you chose her over the mate bond." I took a step toward him. "You have no authority over me anymore, Stephen Blackwood."

Chapter One “I, Alpha of the Silverclan Pack, hereby,reject you as my mate.” Alpha Jordan announced loudly and I knelt in front of the whole pack grabbing him by the leg in silent pleading. I had just been named his mate, and without delay, he outright rejected me. For the first time since the Silverclan Pack was formed, an alpha rejected his mate. I knelt down there, unable to move, feeling utterly humiliated. I could hear the vile laughs and Snickers from the female members of our pack who were jealous of my supposed good fortune and I was sure nothing made them happier than witnessing my humiliation.

, she exclaimed as though a genie had dropped the words right in the center of her head. She turned to the index at the back of the book, tracing the “D” catalog down with her finger. It wasn't just any kind of book. It seemed like a chronological history of a particular family she knew nothing about. It read; “One of the greatest Alpha to rule. Blessed by the moon goddess with two sons, Alfonso and Pablo. The eldest son, Pablo, was rejected by the Alpha, making the younger…”

Desperation. A scout entered the tent and immediately dropped to one knee, panting helplessly. “My Alpha,” he said breathlessly, “the girl has left the mansion.” That made me smile. Finally. “She travels east with a small group,” he continued. “The Alphas are with her.” Of course they were. Still clinging to her. Still pretending they could shield her from what she was becoming. “You’ve done well,” I said calmly. The scout bowed lower before quickly retreating from the tent.

Summervale does not discriminate, and with members from different packs attending, it increases the chances of finding your mate. In the aftermath of the attack, it is safer to err on the side of caution and we might just have to go back to the old ways of fashioned balls and dances. Ash was saying Charwood parents aren't happy, and I know a lot of our members aren’t either. Most of the heirs are leaving this year, so the school will be more vulnerable. There is still a hierarchy in place after we leave, but it makes a difference being Alpha Heir or Beta heir. After about two minutes in a freezing cold shower, I shut off the water and make my way to the walk-in closet opposite my bathroom, s

Very odd. “You look shocked.” I am shocked! I don’t tell him that, I only nod because I still want to hear the rest of her story. “She was pregnant and had a daughter, she said her old alpha had banished her after he made a proposition at her and she rejected it, rejected him. She ran and found herself here.” “Wow,” I say without thinking. Dylan laughs again. “The alpha is not the monster people make him out to be.” he says and I hold back a scoff. Sure he isn't.

I looked back up into her eyes and it hit me. I was too distracted by my adoration of her, too lost in her absolute beauty, too busy trying to breathe in her presence that I missed what she was afraid of showing me. She’s an Heir. Facts started to assault my thoughts, coming in rapid-fire as I pieced everything together about what Sebastian told me and who Alice really is. ‘Alice doesn’t have an Alpha.’ Of course she doesn’t, because she IS an Alpha. He’s an Alpha. Her brother is an Alpha. Was.

"I have already accepted you as my Alpha, Wesly. Are you sure you want me in your head?" "I very much want you in my head," I assured her. "Do you know how it works?" She nodded her head that she did. I momentarily took the cup from her hand and set the tray beside me on the bed. I extended a claw and sliced it across my palm. I guided my hand toward her face. She accepts my blood into her mouth. Repeat after me, I told her. "I, Annabella Collins, accept you, Wesly Harris, as my Alpha. I ask for acceptance into your pack."