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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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Burnt Pine Wood

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Selma Payne's POV:

With our previous experience, we brought enough fire, fuel, and a folding bow.

The team members threw fuel into the forest and fired burning wooden arrows. Within a few seconds, the circle of plants around us was set ablaze.

Shrill wails resounded through the clouds. The burning trees frantically tried to leave, but they only spread their misfortune to more of their compatriots. More and more plants were burning. This was good news and bad news. The billowing smoke almost turned this place into a chimney for a chemical plant, and we could hardly see anything.

The wool mask made by the werewolf master had good filtering abilities, so we didn't choke to death from the smoke. However, the rising temperature was still a tricky problem. Who would have thought a snowy mountain of -30 degrees could turn people into roast chickens?