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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!

Mountain Springs · Integral
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The Sorrow Of The Fire

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Selma Payne's POV:

A woman's voice came from upstairs. It was weak as she said, "Of course, baby. I like whatever you make."

The girl brought lunch upstairs. Her mother was no longer as high-spirited as she was when she was young.

The woman's face was pale, and her body was thin. She was listless as she leaned on the sofa next to the stove. Only a pair of bright eyes shone like the sun against the fire, but it was unspeakably strange in this situation.

Dorothy continued.

The girl and her mother were quietly eating dinner. Suddenly, the girl asked, "Mother, where did my father go?"

The woman almost dropped her spoon and asked, "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

The girl said, "Linda left school early. She said that her father came to visit her and her mother, so she wanted to go home early to have lunch with her parents. Where's my father? Mother, why didn't he come to see us?"