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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 Puppet Tour

Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation

Selma Payne's POV:

Frank didn't look like the high-spirited leader that we had first met. His hair was now messy, and his wrinkles were deep. He looked like an old man who made a living by scavenging, exuding a heavy air of lethargy.

We didn't know what kind of blow he had suffered, but when he mentioned his experience in the past ten days, he looked disturbed.

"It was a dangerous journey." He still looked frightened. "I felt like I was dreaming, a cold, lonely, and dangerous dream. I didn't know where the end of the dream was until I came back to the safe house."

He didn't go into detail, so we couldn't understand him.

He took another sip of the hot tea, carefully and cherishingly letting the warm tea stay in his mouth for a while.

"I know what I will say next might sound crazy, but please believe everything I'm saying is true."

He slowly recounted his experience.