Rejected By My Alpha ProfessorUpdated at Oct 17, 2026, 02:29
PROLOGUE - "*The Scent of My Professor"*The air in the grand hall of Blackstone Werewolf Academy smelled like old books, polished wood, and power.It was too much.Too strong for someone like me.I stood at the back of the orientation hall, clutching my worn-out bag against my chest, trying to make myself as invisible as possible. It wasn't hard. I was an Omega. The weakest rank. The one everyone ignored. The one no one wanted.My name is Elara Moon. Nineteen years old. No wolf. No pack. No family.I was the only transfer student in the middle of the semester, and the whispers were already starting around me."Is that the Omega transfer?""I heard she doesn't even have a wolf yet. How did she get into Blackstone?""Pathetic."I lowered my head. My long black hair covered my face. I was used to this. I had been hearing it since I was ten, when all the other kids shifted for the first time and I... didn't. My wolf never came.The headmaster was speaking on the stage, but I couldn't focus. My heart was beating too fast. My palms were sweating. I felt dizzy. I thought it was just anxiety. I always got anxious in crowds.Until I smelled him.It started as a faint scent. Like cedarwood and rain after a storm, mixed with something wild and dangerous. It was intoxicating. It made my knees weak. It made my heart stop and then beat twice as fast.My body reacted before my mind could understand. A heat spread from my chest to my stomach, down to my toes. My breath hitched.Mate.The word exploded in my head, even though I had never felt it before. Even though I had no wolf to tell me.My head snapped up. My eyes searched frantically through the crowd.And then I saw him.He stood at the far left side of the stage, leaning against the pillar, arms crossed over his broad chest. He wasn't listening to the headmaster either. He was looking straight at me.Professor Kade Black.Everyone in the werewolf world knew his name. The youngest Alpha in history. Alpha of the Black Moon Pack, the strongest pack in the country. And also, the most feared professor at Blackstone Academy. He was only twenty-six, but he looked like a god carved from stone. Tall, over six feet, black hair, icy blue eyes that could freeze anyone, and a body that looked like it was built for war.And he was staring at me like he had just seen a ghost.His eyes, those cold blue eyes, widened for a fraction of a second. His nostrils flared. I saw his hands clench into fists.He smelled it too.He smelled me.The entire hall seemed to disappear. There were hundreds of students, but I only saw him. I only smelled him. My soul was screaming one word over and over again.Mine. Mine. Mine.I didn't know I was walking until I was already in the middle of the aisle. My feet moved on their own, pulling me towards him. Towards my mate.A small, hopeful smile broke on my lips for the first time in years. Maybe... maybe this was why I never had a wolf. Maybe I was waiting for him. Maybe an Omega like me could still be loved. Maybe the Moon Goddess didn't forget me after all.I was only ten feet away from the stage when he moved.He pushed himself off the pillar and jumped down from the stage in one graceful, powerful leap. He landed right in front of me. So close that I could see the tiny scar on his left eyebrow. So close that his scent was overwhelming, choking me in the most beautiful way.I looked up at him, my eyes full of tears. "M-Mate..."I whispered it. So soft only he could hear.For a second, just a second, I saw something soften in his eyes. Something painful, something torn. His hand lifted, as if he wanted to touch my cheek.Hope bloomed in my chest.Then it died.His expression turned to ice. Colder than before. Harder than stone.He took a step back, as if my presence disgusted him. He looked at me from head to toe, with pure disdain. And then, loud enough for the entire silent hall to hear, he spoke.His voice was low, deep, and cruel."I, Alpha Kade Black, reject you, Elara Moon, as my mate and Luna."The world stopped.The whispers stopped.My heart stopped.The entire hall gasped. Hundreds of students stared at us, shocked.Reject? He... he rejected me?"No..." I choked out. My bag fell from my hands. "No, please... you can't...""The Moon Goddess must be joking to pair an Alpha like me with a wolfless Omega like you," he said, his voice dripping with disgust. "And a student. My student. I do not accept weaklings. I do not accept you."Each word was a knife stabbing my chest. I couldn't breathe. The pain... God, the pain was unbearable. It felt like my soul was being ripped apart, like someone was tearing my heart out with bare hands. This was the pain of rejection. The worst pain a wolf could ever feel. And I didn't even have a wolf, but I felt it a hundred times worse.My knees gave out. I collapsed on the floor.Tears streamed down my face, but I couldn't make a sound. I was shaking violently.