REJECTED BY THE ALPHA BILLIONAIRE

The night I was born, the moon bled. That was what the elders whispered, though no one dared to say it aloud. They said the sky had turned crimson, the wind had howled like a thousand wolves mourning, and the earth trembled beneath the weight of an ancient power awakening for the first time in centuries. And all of it… because of me. But I grew up never knowing this truth. All I ever knew was pain. For eighteen years, I believed I was nothing—a wolfless girl, weak and unwanted, a burden to the Silvercrest Pack. A pack that treated me as if I were cursed. Maybe, in a way, I was. No one celebrated my birthday. No one spoke my name unless they needed someone to blame. No one cared whether I stayed or disappeared. And yet, the Moon Goddess never released me from fate’s grip. Because She had chosen an Alpha for me long before I took my first breath. His name was Aiden Storm. The ruthless heir of the Storm Empire. The feared Alpha of Silvercrest. The wolf who carried storms in his veins and ice in his heart. And the man who shattered mine. --- The memories still sting—sharp, like claws dragging across my ribs—as if they happened only moments ago. I can still hear the laughter. The mocking voices. The cold silence that followed when Aiden looked at me as though I were filth beneath his boot. I can still feel the way my heart broke when he said the words meant only for life-and-death bonds: > “Luna Reyes, I reject you.” My name, spoken like a curse. My soul, ripped in two. My future, destroyed in front of everyone I had once hoped would accept me. The rejection burned through me like fire, searing every nerve, every breath, every fragile part of me that had dared to believe I could be loved. I remember falling to my knees, the entire pack watching as if my suffering were entertainment. I remember the sting of the floor beneath my palms. The taste of blood on my tongue. The crushing weight of humiliation and heartbreak. And worst of all… the way my wolf didn’t scream. She only whimpered, as if waiting for something—some moment I could not understand back then. Maybe she knew this was never meant to be the end. But that night, with tears staining my face and the bond snapping like shattered glass, I couldn’t imagine anything beyond the pain. I ran. Into the forest. Into the cold night. Into whatever future would take me far from the Alpha who rejected me. I thought rejection would free me. I was wrong. It awakened something ancient inside me. --- When the rogues attacked, I should have died. A weak girl with no wolf, bleeding from wounds too deep to heal. The cold ground beneath me. The world fading into black. But death never claimed me. Because something else found me first. A pair of glowing silver eyes appeared in the darkness. A wolf unlike any I had ever seen—massive, powerful, radiating a presence that made even the shadows bow before it. It stepped closer, lowering its head. And then… it spoke. Not with words, but with a voice that echoed inside my mind—strong, ancient, filled with a power that did not belong to any ordinary wolf. > “At last, you awaken.” Before I could understand, the world went white. Light—blinding, burning, consuming—exploded from my body. The rogues disintegrated into ash. The forest trembled under the surge of power. The moon above shifted, glowing with an eerie silver light. And when the chaos faded, I lay in the arms of a stranger. Alpha Kael Darkwood. The infamous Alpha of the Moonveil Pack. A man feared across every territory. The wolf with the crimson aura. The leader whose name mothers used to warn rebellious pups. But in his eyes, I found something no one in Silvercrest had ever shown me. Not hatred. Not disappointment. Not contempt. Recognition. As if he had been searching for me his entire life. “Who… are you?” I had whispered, half-conscious and terrified. His voice was low, steady, almost reverent. > “The one fate sent to find you.” And that was when everything changed. The girl who had been rejected, abandoned, and forgotten… was suddenly the center of a prophecy written long before her birth. A prophecy whispered among elders: The Lunaris Wolf will rise again. The last heir of the Moon Goddess’s bloodline. The wolf destined to end the war… or start one. Me. The wolfless girl. The nobody. The rejected mate. Fate must have been laughing. --- Now, as I stand at the edge of a new beginning—caught between two Alphas, hunted by forces older than the packs themselves—I finally understand the truth: Aiden didn’t reject me because I was weak. He rejected me because someone wanted me hidden. Someone feared what I was destined to become. But fate has a cruel habit of circling back. The mate bond he tried to destroy still burns between us, wild and alive. Kael’s pull is undeniable, his presence comforting and dangerous all at once. And my powers… they grow every day, sometimes faster than I can control. War is coming. My bloodline is waking. And the Moon’s light is shifting again. Because the Lunaris Wolf has risen. And I am no longer the weak girl they once thought I was. I am power. I am prophecy. I am the storm that will break the world… or save it. And this time— no one will dare reject me again.