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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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The Collapse

Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yarin's POV:

I sat on the ground with the candy in my hand, deep in thought.

Nothing was strange about the interaction, but once I knew this place was fake, the peaceful scenery immediately became filled with eeriness.

The hares were still grazing in the open space. Their soft and tender bodies were a strong contrast to the tall buildings. It was really worrying that they would be swallowed by the bloody mouth disguised as a door.

The sun had begun to set in the west, and the sky was gradually darkening. My heart sank to the bottom of the valley, along with the gradually fading light.

The longer we dragged on, the less guaranteed the safety of the hostages would be. Not to mention me, even the experienced warriors of the game were anxious.

This time differed from any other operation or battle they had participated in. An ethereal conspiracy shrouded everyone's mind, provoking people's irritability and anger for no reason.