Novel & Cerita The Alphas Rejected Heir Book 2

That day in Blossom Grey, Derrick put his hand on my shoulder. Looked me dead in the eye. “Seeing how weak you are, I don’t want my daughter with someone like you. Even if the Moon Goddess brings you together, I’ll cut it. Miranda needs someone strong. Not a mummy’s boy.” His words still burned. *FLASHBACK END* But not anymore. I’m done being weak. I’m going to prove I deserve to be Alpha. And maybe... one day... when the time is right, I’ll be

Reese says. Jake howls, letting the Alpha know that he’s close. “This isn’t over,” the Alpha says, looking behind me. “And you’re dead for taking my mate from me.” I’m guessing he’s talking to the man who carried my mate here. “She rejected you. She’s not your mate any longer. You’d be smart to accept that rejection,” the man says. Well, that explains how Ranael recognized her as his mate. The Alpha turns and looks at me. “I’ll make you a deal. You can have the bitch. I just want my heir.”

Whereas I worked myself everyday trying to impress him and make him realize my worth and importance to him and his pack, hoping for even a shred of his gaze my way, he had been doing this. “I, Alba, reject Alpha Dante Voss as my mate and Alpha. I annul this bond that binds us together!” I snapped without restraint, watching him as he began to cough up blood. The Alpha King looked at me shocked by the decision I had taken. He couldn’t believe that I would really reject my mate especially with how Dante had threatened me. His gaze lingered on me longer than it should have. As if he was thinking of something I couldn’t quite understand or explain.

“I know you got my letters. I know you didn’t read them.” I didn’t read them. I burned them. I watched the paper curl in my kitchen sink and felt absolutely nothing. I have been feeling nothing about Richard Hale since I was twelve years old, kneeling beside my mother’s bed, watching her die while he stood in the doorway and calculated how quickly he could bury his wife and get back to his pack. Richard Hale is the Alpha of Iron Ridge, Silver Moon’s blood enemy for three generations. And his only daughter grew up and got herself bonded to the enemy’s son.

Out of the silver mist stepped a massive black wolf. He was nearly twice her size, his broad chest matted with night dew and his muscular shoulders built for raw dominance. His fur was dark as the void, his eyes a piercing amber that locked directly onto hers with terrifying focus. Ethan. Eleanor bared her teeth, a low warning growl vibrating deep within her throat as she crouched lower against the earth. She knew the rules. The Blackthornes were her family's mortal enemies, and running into their formidable heir alone in the wilderness was a recipe for disaster.

That was how they grew in numbers so fast and became one of the strongest packs in our region! I slammed my office door shut behind me and paced trying to find a way I could go there and claim Leah. I didn’t think that anybody else would want her since she was mated to me. I grinned as my thoughts went to that fateful day I chose someone else as my mate. I didn’t reject Leah on purpose. I knew that if I needed her, and I had rejected her, she would be free to do as she wanted, but if I didn’t, she had no other choice but to accept me. Besides, why wouldn’t she? I’m an Alpha. I am the Alpha. Nobody else would be able to give her what I can.

Finally, Aira asked the question that had been haunting her. “Who would hire someone like Darian Voss?” Kael’s expression darkened. “There are only a few Alphas powerful enough.” “Do you suspect one of them?” “Yes.” Aira’s chest tightened. “Who?” Kael hesitated. Then he said a name she had hoped never to hear again. “Alpha Lucien.” The air seemed to freeze. Aira’s fingers curled instinctively. “He rejected me,” she said slowly. “But he never believed the child was his.”

Immediately he was gone, I yelled at her asking for an explanation good enough to make me understand why she had treated Derrick like he was a stranger. She avoided my eyes and pretended to be too busy with the pea on her plate. Finally, she explained how that mark belonged to the Nickolai clan. They were a powerful pack and judging by his crest, she confirmed that Derrick was the heir of the Alpha. The Nickolai clan, she explained, were their rival and the reason I had been lost all those years. Seemingly, they had lost their heir too. I could understand why she had reacted that way but it didn't stop me from giving her a piece of my mind. I told her Derrick was my world and she had to acce

“Then the way I waited at a gala organised by the company that fateful night… only to have my world tilt over the moment she walked in. When my wolf howled ‘mate’, I knew I couldn't claim her. Yet here I am in the process of doing just that. I finish buttoning up when I have the willpower to look at her again. Still so peaceful. So blissfully unaware. Just when I take a step forward, my phone buzzes in my pocket. My jaw works but I pull it out regardless, sighing when I see my assistant's name flashing on the screen. “Good morning, Alpha.” His voice is measured as always. “Sir, I got the information you've been after. The one about Miss—”

"Except... there was a prophecy. A whisper, carried on the wind of that dark night. 'The silver sprout will bloom again, hidden within the strongest roots. When the true Alpha calls, the lost heart will awaken.'" A jolt went through me. The strongest roots. My family, My bloodline. Olivia. And when the true Alpha calls, the lost heart will awaken. My Alpha command. Her momentary resistance. Her sudden vibrant health and heightened senses. It was all falling into place with a terrifying, devastating clarity. "Who helped them?" I demanded, my voice low, my wolf restless beneath my skin. "Who allowed an heir to survive, and be hidden?"