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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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Mission Impossible

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In any case, due to a phone call, my life took a 180-degree turn. While I was adjusting to my new identity and struggling in the business world, an anticipated fish quietly appeared.

He seemed like an ordinary fabric merchant, a family business with a good reputation and a long history. He appeared to be one of those old-fashioned merchants who treat business as part of their lineage. In many urban legends, these old-fashioned figures liked to join eccentric clubs or churches.

In fact, it was true. The garland pattern on his lapel pin was extremely familiar.

Up to this point, I had some doubts. Most of the high-ranking executives of Lily of the Valley had seen me when I was unconscious. So if this person was sent by Lily of the Valley, he should recognize me, right? Why would he wear this lapel pin and come to see me openly? Wouldn't that expose everything the moment we met?