The Day I Was Reborn I Rejected The Alpha Novels & Stories

I grunted, fighting the pain and fatigue. "Our Luna is strong enough to handle what's coming." "What does that even mean?" I sighed, letting them lay me down on a creaking bed. "The darkness will rise, killing those who refuse our true god. Our rightful Luna will have them reborn as one of us." His eyes gleamed unnaturally with a mix of blue and black. "One of us?" I whispered, feeling myself slip into the abyss. "Yes, Alpha. We are stronger once reborn," he whispered as I faded, too late to understand the horror of what that truly meant.

The words felt like a physical blow to the gut, ripping through me as I stumbled back. No?” the priestess repeated, her voice shaking. “Alpha Kael—” He shook his head once, final and cold. “No, I reject the bond.” Gasps echoed from somewhere around - my mother’s sharp inhale, the priestess’s whispered prayer. My legs wobbled almost giving out. I stared at him, waiting for any hint that this was some cruel joke. It wasn’t. Then Kael’s voice cut through the silence. Cold. Steady. Final.

My hands shook, and my wolf howled in protest, but my voice came out cold and final. “I reject you.” Her eyes widened. “What…?” “I reject you, Zara Alexandria Mooncrest. As a mate. As bond. As anything.” Her breath hitched like I’d just crushed her chest. She choked on the words, shaking her head. “No… you can’t…” Her pain ripped through me, gnawing at my insides. Rejection wasn’t just words, it was tearing out half of your soul. And I felt it too, every ounce of her agony mirrored in me.

"What are you asking?" "Was my rejection that bad? I was in as much pain as you, I felt like half my soul was gone, yes. But clearly, it wasn't bad enough to make you hate me like this." I paused for a moment, then continued. "Or did it affect you more than it affected me?" The Alpha blushed; he covered his cheeks with his hand and said, "I am the Alpha's son. I am wealthy, strong, and the sole heir of the Alpha. Your rejection wounded my ego."

"Don't push your luck if you can't drink." The exact same scene, three years ago. I took the pill. "Thank you, Alpha." His expression darkened. "You didn't used to call me that." I looked up. His eyes were sad. "You used to just say my name. What changed?" I clenched the pill in my hand. The alcohol, maybe. My pulse went into my ears. "I didn't know any better back then. You're an Alpha. I work for you. I shouldn't have crossed that line."

He saw how he had thrown my body into a ravine to rot after exploiting my entire family to secure his position as Alpha. ​"W-What is this...?" Vance shrieked hysterically, shaking his head violently as if trying to rip a ghost out of his skull. "No... this never happened! Who the hell are you?!" ​"I am the Thalia you murdered in the dark, Vance," I whispered directly into his ear, my voice dripping with a vengeful satisfaction so profound it pulled a silent tear from the corner of my eye. I wasn't crying from sadness; I was crying because the suffocating weight I had carried alone since being reborn was finally lifted tonight.

Alpha was born screaming. Not like a child—but like something dragged back into the world against its will. Air burned his lungs. Light stabbed his eyes. His body convulsed as instinct reached for power that wasn’t there. No claws. No fangs. No dominance. Just fragile skin, a racing heart, and hands too small to be dangerous. The system moved before panic could take hold. [REINCARNATION STABILIZATION ACTIVE] [POWER VEIL: ENABLED]

This place… This was the banquet. The mandatory gathering, that all Alphas were required to attend once in a year. My throat went dry. I swallowed hard, my ears ringing as memories surged forward, aligning themselves with horrifying clarity. If I was calculating it correctly, this was five years before the day I was betrayed. My breathing slowed as the realization settled, heavy and undeniable. I had been reborn. I forced my hands to remain still at my sides, even as my pulse raced. The moon goddess… She really answered me.

"I, Caleb Brennan reject you, Leora Alabaster as my mate and Luna. You shall remain here for a long time until my coronation with my chosen Luna is done in future. If you want to survive, it'd do you well to accept the rejection." Pain, like boiling water engulfed my entire being, sending me writhing on the floor. I gnashed my teeth in anguish, crying and thrashing around as the agony wracked through my weak body. After what felt like eternity, it subsided a little. "I accept your rejection, Alpha." It was never worth it in the end. Never worth it.

His eyes moved across the shelf, the window, the floor, and stopped. On the windowsill. Half a second. Then back to me, smooth and neutral, giving nothing. “The Alpha wants to establish ground rules,” he said. “Tonight.” He didn’t ask if I was ready. He stepped back and held the door open, which was its own kind of answer to a question I hadn’t asked. I looked at the windowsill one more time. A sealed room. A carving left inside it, worn down by years of someone’s hands. A Beta who noticed it in three seconds and chose not to react.