The Selection Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I'd been getting weaker for the past two years, ever since my father remarried and Selene became my stepsister. "I can get better " "No." He turned to where Selene stood, radiant in a red dress that hugged her perfect curves. "The pack needs a strong Luna. I choose Selene Winters as my chosen mate." The crowd gasped. Choosing my own stepsister was a blow even I hadn't seen coming. Selene glided forward, each step graceful and sure—everything I wasn't. She touched my shoulder gently, and for a moment, I smelled something strange on her fingers. Something herbal and bitter.

Damon had rejected Selene in front of everyone and picked me like I was finally getting everything I had been promised. And still, somehow, Selene had walked away with more. That was the part I could not swallow. She was supposed to leave that room ruined. She was supposed to run out crying while everyone whispered about how pathetic she looked. Instead, Ronan Bloodhowl had stood up for her like she was worth defending. He had put his ring on her finger. He had made the whole room look at her differently, and I knew exactly how the story would sound by morning. Poor Selene. Brave Selene. Chosen by the Alpha after Damon broke her heart.

“Maya is just going to keep educating me like a child. And I need that. I get it. But while I’m doing that, I also need… I need to do something.” Rake turned his head, staring off into the trees, thinking. And when he turned back, he looked hesitantly hopeful. “What?” I asked. “There's a Selection coming up.” I blinked. “Selection? What's that?” “It's the ceremony where the powerful, unmated males who are ready to take a mate step forward and select from the group of presented females.” I frowned. “Like some kind of messed up beauty pageant?”

I nod barely able to think. I feel myself waking but fight against it. "My mates, why would you pair me with them?" I beg. Trying to stay a little longer. I need to know why, surely she knew how much it would hurt Aiden, how hard he had tried to be a supportive father to me. He deserved better than this. Selena smiles, "That choice is yours my child; a destiny wolf is free to choose their own mate", Wait what? Choose my own mate? My mind immediately goes to Leon. Could I choose him?

My voice trembled as I forced the words out. “I… I, Leah James, accept your rejection.” The pain intensified, ripping through me like fire. I staggered, struggling to stay on my feet. Tears blurred my vision, but I refused to let them fall. I wouldn’t let him see how broken I was. Kayden turned away from me, as if I was nothing more than a nuisance. “Now that that’s done, I have another announcement,” he said, addressing the pack. “Selena will be my mate. She has all the qualities of a future Luna—strength, power, and the bloodline of a Beta. She is everything a Luna should be.”

he began. Murmurs spread across the crowd. “All unmarked females of noble blood are to be presented for selection.” He observed them with narrowed eyes then continued. “My daughter Raine has volunteered to go to the Lycan palace, all we need is one more female, now I ask my beloved pack, who amongst you all would be willing to join in the selection” Silence reigned in their midst, no one stepped forward.Not a single person. Fear was clear on their faces, no one wanted to end badly.

"SHE WILL NEVER BE MY LUNA!" Gasps echoed as Selene, the red haired daughter of a low northern Alpha, stormed forward, her amber eyes blazed with fury and desperation. She stumbled towards them and fell to her knees Infront of Darius, clutching at his arm. "Choose me Alpha! I've fought for you, bled for you, I will be the perfect Luna.. She's untested, unblooded. I love you, you know I'm the best choice!" Whispers and lupine whines cascaded through the crowd. Some seemed to support Selena, other cast uneasy glances towards Lena..Heat crept up her neck, shame and fury burned in equal measure, but she did not move, did not react.

“Choice does.” Selena’s smile faltered. “You don’t get to touch him,” Lia continued. “You don’t get to use him. You don’t get to decide who I become.” The ground cracked beneath Selena’s feet. She staggered. “What—what are you doing?” “I’m choosing,” Lia said. The air slammed forward. Invisible. Violent. Selena flew back into one of the stones. Hard. She screamed. Damien’s eyes widened. Lia was shaking now.

Across town, Selene was leaning against the hood of her car, phone pressed to her ear, trying to keep her voice level. Her father’s voice was smooth and deliberate, like he was dictating a treaty. “The council and I've agreed. I’ve had send you a list of suitable candidates—profiles and family bloodline. Review them and tell me which you prefer. The next full moon, you will announce your choice. Selene closed her eyes, teeth pressing hard into her lip, her stomach tightening. “List of what?” “Potential mates,” he said without pause. “Alphas, betas, strong lineage. Every name discussed within the council. You’ll choose one—”

I stared at her. Some stupid, childish part of me had known that was where this was going and still hoped not to hear it said aloud. Hearing it made everything immediately more real. More humiliating too, in some odd way. As though my body had become a piece on a board I had not realised I was standing on until someone calmly explained the rules. I wrapped my arms around myself without meaning to. “And Finn would choose me.” Selene looked away. That was answer enough too. “He’d do it out of spite,” I said, and hated how thin my voice sounded.