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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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A New Face

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yarin's POV:

Perhaps this was the truth behind why the police couldn't find any more criminals even after digging three feet into the Silver Moon Pack. Perhaps they had looked in the right place, but the real criminals had already escaped in the garbage truck.

I couldn't help but think back to the garbage trucks I took this morning. Could the criminal have already run away in the garbage?

I decided to go to the nearby garbage station to take a look.

There was only a small garbage transfer station nearby. The garbage from several communities had been transported here for a short while, waiting to be transported by larger garbage trucks to the treatment plant outside the city.

This place only occupied a little space, mainly because the garbage pit was relatively deep. The garbage was soaked in some treatment liquid I couldn't recognize, making them smell less pungent. I supposed it also had the effect of preliminary disinfection.