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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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The Daughter

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Selma Payne's POV:

Azazel stopped smiling, and a bleak aura spread from him. He didn't expect Mullwica's appearance and didn't welcome her.

"I devoured you," he said with certainty. "How did you survive?"

Mullwica sneered in disdain, "Devour me? You self-proclaimed extraordinary demon, who do you think you are? How dare your lay your hands on the descendant of the goddess of fate? As long as the tide of the river of fate still flows in my body, nothing will ever be able to devour me."

Was Mullwica a descendant of the goddess of fate?

This was not mentioned in the legend.

Dorothy, who had sneaked to my side during their confrontation, rescued me from the crystal. She seemed a little absent-minded, obviously very concerned about Mullwica's existence. After all, Mullwica was her ancestor many generations away from her!

Mullwica must have been a powerful witch when she was alive, as could be seen from the vigilance of Azazel against her.