Novel & Cerita The Pack's Royal Doctor; 3-time Rejected Omega

It was a lie, but since she was human, that was the only thing she might listen to. “So you mean to say that you allow your servants to look so tardy and unkempt while you look…” She paused to look me up and down again and again. “…well, not any different,” she added. “Still, sir, I can’t give you that information.” Right then, a doctor stepped out. I recognized him immediately, and he did too. “Beta Cullen,” he bowed. He was one of our pack doctors who worked here to help our members get access to more modern medicines.

he continued, “all they see is a distracted Alpha chasing after an omega who’s causing chaos in the hospital. An omega the elders never approved of. An omega who’s dividing the pack.” “Don’t,” I warned. “I’m just saying what they think,” he said, hands up in mock defense. “They think he’s a distraction. And I’m starting to agree.” That was it. My voice dropped to a snarl. “Don’t talk about him like that.” Julian arched a brow. “So now he’s sacred?” “If what he said is true… if those boys are really mine…” He didn’t let me finish.

Not if he wanted to stop blood from spilling. So he made a decision. A very hard one. He opened the bottom drawer of his desk. He pulled out an envelope. It was thick. Sealed. Marked with the gold symbol of the Werewolf City Council. An invitation to the alpha summit. A three-day meeting where alphas from many packs came to share news. To plan. To strategize. To keep peace. He had received his invitation this year. And he knew just who he would send. Kaden. Tobias remembered Kaden as a little boy. Brave. Curious. A little wild. The one who always stood in front of Kieran to protect him. The one who he thought had died years ago. The one he thought he would never see again.

It can't. “But make no mistake, because the moment I walk out of this house, I'm officially signing up as a lone omega with no background. And then you'll have to lose any potential honor that could come with my position as ‘Head Doctor’ at Dark Orchid's Royal Clinic. You can always find out if those papers are forged or authentic after that. Fair enough, right?” I asked, my gaze trained on my father's faltering gaze.

“Not so fast, fatty. Accept my rejection before you leave. I, Rylan Ward of the Blackridge Pack, reject you, Marielle Cross, as my mate and future Luna.“ Pain tears through my chest like a blade. My hands clutch my shirt tightly in an attempt to contain the heartbreak. My knees buckle, but I won’t fall again. Not here—where everyone can see. After I manage to steady myself a little, I begin speaking without turning back. “I, Marielle Cross, accept your rejection,” I say carefully, making sure my voice doesn’t tremble. My body trembles as the rejection pain hits me like a sledgehammer. I stand rooted to the spot as the bond snaps. My ever-silent wolf growls silently before going hollow.

“He came across some shifter stuck in wolf form and needs my help to force a shift so we can figure out who the shifter is and where he came from.” “I see. Most of the time I spent with Doc, I was a little hungover so I don’t how helpful my observations would be, but I didn't get the same vibe from him as I got from Zachariah. He wasn’t cruel. It seemed like he wasn't happy about following some of his brother's orders, though he was a little intense about the science stuff. He designed the drug they put in that dart based on the research he did on male omegas.” “Any idea what I might be walking into up there? Doc said the pack was practically non-existent at this point. Do you know anything

The nurse bowed her head in submission and left the room with the rejected file. Once alone, Ella pulled down her mask and yanked off the head wrap, releasing her long, wavy brown hair. The facade was gone, revealing the real Ella Brown—the woman who had once been rejected and scorned, but who now held the power to heal or withhold. Meanwhile, in Moonstone Pack, Alpha Derek Kingston sat in his office, frustration radiating from him. His Beta, Alex, entered the room cautiously, sensing the tension. “Alpha, I have bad news. Doctor South has rejected our request again.”

I pressed. Zayn hesitated for a moment before answering. "I'm an Omega," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. What?! I couldn't believe my ears. Omegas were the lowest rank in the werewolf hierarchy, the ones who were often bullied and looked down upon by their more powerful counterparts. I walked towards the bed and quietly lay down without saying another word to Zayn because I felt so disappointed. I was shocked and wounded in my heart. I had always dreamt of marrying an Alpha, someone powerful, someone who could protect me from any danger.

“I want to know if my future Luna is carrying my brother’s bastard.” I don’t miss the way the doctor stills at the mention of Xander, the rightful Alpha heir of the Willowa Pack. I think he has more loyalists in this pack than he realizes. “Yes, Alpha.” The doctor grinds out, her jaw ticking with a tightness. A fire burning in her hazel irises. “Good,” he nods with satisfaction, before turning his attentions to me. “I have some things to take care of, but I’ll be back to hear the results soon.” Stepping out, he almost has the door closed before popping his head back inside.

Aria Nightshade stood at the edge of the crowd, trying to make herself invisible. She had never belonged here. As the lowest-ranking omega in the pack, Aria was used to whispers, cold looks, and cruel laughter. No one expected anything important from her—not tonight, and certainly not ever. She kept her head down, hoping the ceremony would end quickly. “Look who showed up,” someone muttered behind her. Aria didn’t turn around. She already knew the voice. “Maybe the Moon Goddess will finally give the pack a miracle and give the omega a mate,” another wolf joked.