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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 · Chung
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Selma Payne's POV:

There was no mistake! Perhaps she was worried that the adverse effects of the white ash would harm me. Although she knew I could break down the power I absorbed, she had never seen it with her own eyes.

I immediately promised Dorothy, "I will never break my promise to you, Dorothy. I swear that this will not affect me in the slightest. When you wake up, I promise you that you will see the ice sculptures of all the negative elements that I have absorbed. If the werewolf grandmasters can find a way to purify it, maybe we can use it as a memento to decorate the room!"

The water started to move, and I knew that Dorothy was struggling.

In the end, she chose to trust me.

In an instant, I felt as if I had become one with the sea. This strange experience made me feel like I was an omnipresent spray, able to note every movement in the ocean from all directions without any blind spots.

Every drop of seawater was my incarnation.