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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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Premature Labor

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Selma Payne's POV:

I couldn't bear to continue because tears of despair were already gathering in Carey's eyes.

"So, you mean that this child is very likely to... To kill me?"

I didn't know what to say as Carey gradually cried.

From a mother's point of view, I didn't want to kill a little life like this.

However, from a woman's point of view, I was also confused and angry. Did mothers deserve to sacrifice for their children? Why did fate impose more suffering on a person like Carey, who was forced to become a 'mother'?

If she kept this child, she would have to live in fear of death every day until the day of delivery. The next 'price' might even make her unable to wait until the day of delivery.

If she chose to let this child go, this would haunt her for the rest of her life. Perhaps she could never get rid of the guilt, even if the child was forced on her, even if the child could have killed her.