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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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Selma Payne's POV:

School life was amazing. Honestly, I thought this place was much friendlier than the schools I attended back in the Dark Shadow Pack.

At least no one here would stuff dead rats into my locker because of my unique identity.

"Hey! Selma! There's a rehearsal at the opera club today. We're going to help out. Do you want to come?"

"I saw the poster on the noticeboard. You're going to perform 'the Butterfly Lady'?" I smiled and held their hands. "But it's a pity that I can't go. I have to go for training after school. You know that."

Mara pouted in frustration and shook my arm like a spoiled child. "Didn't you say that you only need to train three times a week? So why don't you free up tonight? I'm begging you, Selma! The props team has made a lot of beautiful costumes and jewelry. It will be a loss for the world if you don't try them on. Come on, come on!"