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Alpha’s Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

“I, Benson Walton, reject you, Selma Payne, from being my future Luna and mate. “If you’re sensible, you’ll find a quiet place to die on your own, instead of tarnishing our people’s glory. “You’re just an ugly toad. Stay in the mud quietly, and don’t burden our pack.” On Benson’s nineteenth birthday, he found out that we were destined mates. But I didn’t expect that he would rather endure great pain than accept me. Every word he said smashed directly into my heart, and the pain made me tremble uncontrollably. I learned I wasn’t my parents’ biological child when I was sixteen. Although they thought of me as an angel that a stork had given them, it didn’t change the fact that I was a weak, little human. I was just a soft egg who would fall over with a poke, a loser who couldn’t even see the road without help from the moonlight. My existence brought shame to my parents, and to my pack! Perhaps I should have died in the woods from the start. With that thought in mind, I decided to return them a pure and unblemished pack tonight. So, I jumped off a cliff and thought I would die. I never imagined I would be saved, and my true identity turned out to be the Lycan King’s only daughter who had been lost eighteen years ago. I was also heir to the throne! That surprised me a lot. I was actually a werewolf? But… Why was I so weak? Was this all just a mistake? To become a qualified heir, I concealed my identity and received training. However, could that frivolous instructor who was in charge of training me really help me awaken my wolf, or was he simply taking advantage of me? As I grew stronger and became a public figure, others attacked and plotted against me many times. Did they have anything to do with those who kidnapped me all those years ago? I have to catch them! I’ll protect my family, and my lover!

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An Attempt

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Selma Payne's POV:

As time passed and the water level gradually increased, people's emotions became more and more agitated. Parents held their young children in their arms and cried, and the dazed children in the crowd were silent.

Even the 'big shots' could not escape the fear of death. Some gathered a few 'messengers' and found the Great Elder, asking me to immediately 'release' the bubbles around the Elven Capital City.

However, once the bubble was lifted, the people would rush to the city gate like crazy. One could imagine a tragedy that no one wanted to see would happen.

But was I going to wait here and let time pass? It was either being stomped to death or drowned to death.

"How long will it take to move a portion of the people to the other gates at the fastest speed?" I asked the Grand Elder.