Rejected By My Alpha

“You are no longer my mate.” Those five words destroyed Nysera Moonborn’s entire world. On the night she was meant to become Luna, Alpha Kael the man she loved publicly rejected her and humiliated her in front of the whole pack. Branded a weak, worthless omega, Nysera is left with nothing but a shattered heart and a future wrapped in misery. But destiny has other plans. When the cold and dangerous Lycan King, Draven Ashthorn, saves her from certain death, he discovers a secret hidden for centuries: Nysera is no ordinary werewolf. She is the last living heir of the Moonborn bloodline, a queen whose awakening could alter the fate of every pack. As ancient enemies rise from the shadows and war looms over the kingdoms, Nysera must claim the power she never knew she had. At the side of the feared Beast King, she will rise from discarded omega to the strongest queen the werewolf world has ever known. Now the Alpha who abandoned her wants her back. But some betrayals cannot be undone. Will Nysera choose the man who broke her heart, or the king willing to burn everything to keep her safe? She was cast aside as an omega… but fate chose her as a queen. Nysera could not breathe. The cheers that had once filled the courtyard were gone, replaced by whispers that sliced deeper than any blade. She was rejected. I always knew she was never enough. What kind of Luna cannot even keep her mate? Each word tore away another piece of the dignity she had left. She bowed her head, unwilling to let anyone see the tears burning in her eyes. She had spent years believing Kael loved her. Every smile, every promise, every soft touch now felt like a cruel lie. Across the courtyard, Kael slid an arm around Selene’s waist. He did not even glance at Nysera. Not once. It was as though she had already been erased from his life. The Moon Goddess… Why would you give me a mate only to let him destroy me? Her wolf whimpered weakly inside her, the bond between them trembling beneath the force of the rejection. A stabbing pain ripped through her chest. She clutched a hand over her heart as her knees nearly gave out. An elder stepped forward, his expression cold and unfeeling. The ceremony is over. Remove the rejected omega. The words rang across the silent courtyard. Two guards moved toward her without hesitation. One seized her arm. The other reached for her shoulder. Nysera flinched. I can walk, she whispered. Neither of them responded. They dragged her across the stone floor while dozens of wolves stared. Some looked sorry for her. Most looked relieved. No one stepped forward to help. Not even the people she had grown up beside. She had never felt so alone. When they reached the massive pack gates, one of the guards shoved her forward. You no longer belong here. The heavy doors slammed shut behind her. The sound echoed through the forest like a coffin closing. Nysera stood frozen. Everything she had ever known… Her home. Her dreams. Her future. Gone. The evening wind carried the scent of pine and rain as darkness settled over the forest. She took one slow step. Then another. Without realizing it, she drifted deeper into the forbidden woods. The trees loomed higher. The air grew colder. A suffocating silence pressed in around her. Even the birds had stopped singing. Her wolf stirred uneasily. Something is watching us. Nysera stopped. The hairs at the back of her neck rose. A twig cracked. She spun around. Nothing. Only darkness. She forced herself to keep moving. Another sound. Closer this time. Leaves shifted. Heavy footsteps circled her from somewhere between the trees. Her heartbeat pounded against her ribs. Who is there? she called, her voice trembling. No answer. Then A deep growl rolled through the forest. It was not an ordinary wolf. It was bigger. Far more terrifying. Golden eyes glimmered between the shadows. Then another pair. And another. Nysera stumbled back. A pack of rogue wolves slowly stepped into view, their teeth flashing in the moonlight. Their hungry stares locked onto her. She understood the horrible truth. Without a pack… Without an Alpha… Without protection… She had become prey. The largest rogue moved forward, licking the blood from his fangs. Looks like the Silver Moon Pack has thrown us a gift. Nysera’s heart nearly stopped. There was nowhere left to run. Then a deafening roar shook the entire forest. Every rogue went still. Terror flashed across their faces. From the darkness, a towering figure emerged into the moonlight. His silver eyes burned like living fire. Even the air seemed to bow before him. One word escaped the trembling lips of the rogue leader. Lycan…