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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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No One Can Sleep

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Selma Payne's POV:

Looking at the unfamiliar girl in the mirror, I felt like I was in a dream.

When I was a child, I saw a tyrant covered in tattoos in comics. I thought it was cool back then, but things were not so wonderful when I became a tyrant.

The pale golden medicine flowed into the scar, giving off a faint glow from time to time.

"With the healing speed of werewolves, these scars will be completely healed in about a week. The same tattoo as the purification rune will appear on your body by then.

The power of the Moon Goddess will continuously tear and heal your wound. The process is speedy, so it won't be evident on the surface. However, the pain won't disappear.

"You have to get used to this feeling. Don't scratch the tattoo. If the tattoo is damaged, everything will be in vain."

Like what Hayley had said, although my wounds had already scabbed, the burning pain was still wreaking havoc on my body.

"Thank you," I said.