the billionaire alpha's rejected mate

CHAPTER ONE: THE MATE HE THREW AWAY The night was supposed to be the happiest night of Elena Rose's life. The grand ballroom of the Blackwood mansion glittered with golden chandeliers. Wealthy Alphas, powerful Luna families and influential werewolves had gathered for the annual Moonlight Ball. Elena stood quietly in a corner, wearing a beautiful but simple red gown. She wasn't from a wealthy family. She had no powerful pack behind her and no important surname to boast about. But tonight, she had found something she had dreamed about all her life. Her mate. Alexander Blackwood The billionaire Alpha. He was the son of the legendary Alpha Richard Blackwood, the ruler of the largest and most powerful werewolf pack in the country. At twenty-eight, Alexander was handsome, wealthy and feared. Women wanted him, men respected him, and nobody dared to question his decisions. Elena watched him from across the ballroom. Suddenly, her wolf stirred. Mate! Her heart raced. Alexander turned his head, and their eyes met. For a brief moment, the world seemed to disappear. Then he walked towards her. "What's your name?" he asked coldly."Elena," she answered. He inhaled deeply, and his expression changed. He recognized her scent. His mate. But instead of happiness, his face showed irritation. "You?" he muttered. Elena's smile slowly faded. "Alpha Alexander?" He looked at her from head to toe. "I don't believe the Moon Goddess would choose someone like you for me." Elena felt her heart tighten. "What do you mean?" "I have a reputation, Elena. I am the future Alpha of the Blackwood Pack. I cannot have an unknown, powerless girl as my Luna." "But we are mates..." "Enough!" His voice echoed through the ballroom.Everyone turned towards them. Alexander stepped closer and delivered the words that would haunt Elena for years. "I, Alexander Blackwood, reject you, Elena Rose, as my mate." Elena's knees almost gave way. Her wolf cried inside her, but she refused to let the crowd see her break down. She stared at the man who was supposed to love her. "One day, Alpha Alexander," she whispered, "you will regret treating me this way." Then she turned and walked away. She didn't know that the rejection would change her life forever. And Alexander didn't know that he had just rejected the mother of his future heir. THREE WEEKS LATER Elena sat on the cold floor of a tiny room, staring at the pregnancy test in her trembling hands. Two lines. She was pregnant. For several minutes, she couldn't speak. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She remembered the night of the Moonlight Ball, the rejection, and the pain she had carried since then. The child was Alexander's. She had never imagined becoming a mother this way. Her first thought was to find him. Perhaps he would want to know. Perhaps he would change his mind when he discovered he was going to have a child. Two lines. She was pregnant. For several minutes, she couldn't speak. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She remembered the night of the Moonlight Ball, the rejection, and the pain she had carried since then. The child was Alexander's. She had never imagined becoming a mother this way. Her first thought was to find him. Perhaps he would want to know. Perhaps he would change his mind when he discovered he was going to have a child. But then she remembered his cruel words. I cannot have an unknown, powerless girl as my Luna. What would happen if she told him? Would he accuse her of trying to trap him? Would he take the baby away because he was the future Alpha of the Blackwood Pack? No. him? Would he accuse her of trying to trap him? Would he take the baby away because he was the future Alpha of the Blackwood Pack? No. She placed one hand over her stomach. "This baby is mine, my little one. I don't need anyone to love us." She made a decision. Alexander Blackwood would never know about the pregnancy. EIGHT MONTHS LATER Life had become unbearable. Elena had lost her little apartment after failing to pay the rent. She had searched for work everywhere, but nobody wanted to employ a heavily pregnant woman. She spent nights moving between cheap shelters and whatever safe places she could find. Sometimes, strangers gave her food. Other times, she went to sleep hungry. But she never gave up. One rainy evening, Elena went into labour. With nobody beside her, she was taken to a small hospital by a kind woman who found her struggling outside a shop. Hours later, a baby's cry filled the room. "It's a boy," the nurse announced. Elena looked at her son. He had beautiful dark hair, tiny fingers and striking blue eyes. The moment she held him, she began to cry. "Hello, my little prince," she whispered. She named him Noah. As she examined his tiny face, she noticed something unusual. A small silver crescent-shaped birthmark rested on his shoulder. Elena froze. She remembered seeing the same mark on Alexander's family crest. Her son wasn't just an ordinary child. He was the only son of Alexander Blackwood, the future heir to the Blackwood Alpha throne. But no body knows. not even his father TWO YEARS LATER "Mommy! Mommy!" A little boy ran towards Elena, his tiny shoes making soft sounds against the pavement. Elena quickly bent down and lifted him into her arms. "What's wrong, my prince?" "I'm hungry." She looked into his innocent blue eyes and forced a smile. "Okay, sweetheart. Mommy will get you something." But inside, her heart ached. She had only a few coins left. For two years, she had struggled to raise Noah alone. She had washed clothes, cleaned houses and worked long hours whenever someone offered her a job. There were nights when she had nowhere to sleep. There were mornings when she had nothing to give her son for breakfast. Still, she never complained in front of him. Noah was all she had. And she would do anything to protect him. Across the city, inside the magnificent Blackwood mansion, Alexander Blackwood sat at the head of a long conference table. His father, Alpha Richard, stared at him. "The pack needs an heir, Alexander." Alexander sighed. "Father, we have discussed this." "You are thirty years old. You cannot remain without an heir forever." Alexander looked away. He had rejected his mate two years ago. Sometimes, he remembered the beautiful girl in the red dress, but he always pushed the memory aside. He had no idea that somewhere in the same city, his son was growing up without him. And he certainly didn't know that the little boy destined to inherit his father's Alpha throne was sleeping on the streets with the woman he had once rejected. .............. TO BE CONTINUED