webnovel

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!

Mountain Springs · Integral
Sin suficientes valoraciones
819 Chs

A Young Girl's Crush

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Selma Payne's POV:

"Good morning, girls!"

Mara ran toward us with a paper box in her arms.

The graduation ceremony was just around the corner, and all the clubs were nervously setting up their venues. People came and went in front of the school gate, carrying some decorations and props. Mara accidentally bumped into a boy carrying a bunch of badminton rackets. The box in her hand fell to the ground, and the rose-red cards scattered all over the ground.

"This is bad!"

She hurriedly picked it up, and we quickly went to help. Unfortunately, it had just rained last night, so the ground was wet. The cards were covered with muddy water and could no longer be used.

Kara complained in a low voice, "Ryan will kill me! He especially made these cards to write the invitation for the special guests. It's all over now!"

"Don't worry," I consoled her. "There's still a week before the graduation ceremony. We'll have time to get a new one."