Rejected By My Fated Alpha: Rise Of The White Wolf

Prologue

After seven days of high-intensity border patrol, it was already midnight when I finally dragged my exhausted body back to the pack castle.

I reached out to push the heavy oak doors.

But the magical scent-ward sparked and burned my frostbitten fingertips.

Access denied.

I thought I was just too tired and my spiritual energy was unstable, so I tried a few more times.

Still rejected.

I tried to use the Mind-Link to contact Zane, but he blocked me.

I stood in the freezing blizzard, shivering uncontrollably.

My wounds from fighting three rogue wolves were still bleeding, staining the white snow beneath my boots.

Until ten minutes later, Vivian, his irreplaceable first love, walked up the stone steps.

She was holding a bottle of elf-berry wine, wearing a luxurious fur coat.

The scent-ward glowed softly, recognizing the absolute Alpha privilege Zane had given her.

It allowed her to pass effortlessly.

I followed right behind her.

The moment I stepped inside, a magical confetti spell exploded right in my face.

Glittering dust covered my mud-caked, blood-stained armor.

The pack members in the hall burst into roaring laughter.

The tables were littered with ale bottles, and cake was smeared on the stone floor.

And the white wolf-skin rug I had hand-woven for our nesting den...

It was trampled into a messy, dirty rag, soaked in cheap wine.

Zane sat on his carved throne, holding his phone, laughing so hard he could barely sit straight.

"Who told you to only care about border patrols these past few days and ignore your Alpha?"

"Now you know what the cold treatment feels like."

I stood at the door, saying nothing.

Today, I fought off three rogue wolves. My wounds were still throbbing with agony.

I hadn't eaten a single bite, and my boots were soaked in freezing mud.

Tomorrow at dawn, I had to report the defense strategy to the Pack Elders.

But right now, I had to clean up this massive, humiliating mess.

Seeing that I didn't chase after him and playfully argue like I used to, Zane's face darkened.

"Who are you giving that dead attitude to?"

"It's just a little joke. Why are you getting so boring?"

He let out a cold, arrogant sneer, fully believing he had me completely under his control.

"If you can't stand it, we can just break the mate bond."

I thought about the new scent-ward access.

The one that even Vivian knew, but was deliberately kept a secret from me.

Suddenly, I didn't even want to take another step into this suffocating room.

"Fine, let's break it."

Chapter 1

Serena POV

The great hall fell dead silent.

Zane stared at me for a few seconds before a cold, mocking smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Fine, you said it. Don't come crying to me later."

I turned around and walked straight into our bedroom.

Behind me, some pack members quickly laughed to smooth things over.

"Calm down, everyone. Luna is just throwing a tantrum to get the Alpha's attention."

"Yeah, Alpha, why did you have to tease her like that?"

They spoke lightly, as if my shattered heart was just a dramatic joke at their drinking party.

I pulled my worn leather travel bag from the top of the wooden wardrobe.

Due to the high-intensity patrol and blood loss, my hands lacked strength.

The heavy bag slipped, crashing onto the hardwood floor with a loud thud.

Zane followed me into the room and kicked the bag aside with his boot.

"Alright, once you're done throwing your pathetic little tantrum, come out and pour me a drink."

"There are so many pack members here today. Don't make me lose face."

I kept my head down, searching for my Identity Crystal in the drawer, completely ignoring him.

Zane waited for a moment, his tone growing increasingly annoyed and dictatorial.

"Yes, changing the scent-ward password was my fault, but don't you know why I did it?"

"I asked you to stay in the den and serve me, but you insisted on playing soldier at the border."

"If you want to spend your entire life in the mud, why even bother having an Alpha?"

I fumbled through the drawer twice before finally finding my Identity Crystal.

"The Elders urgently needed the defense strategy today."

"Always the Elders, always the strategy."

He let out a disdainful scoff. "You always have an excuse to neglect your duties as a mate."

Vivian stood at the bedroom doorway, calling my name softly.

"Serena."

I looked up. She had already changed into my soft indoor slippers.

"Tonight was my lack of consideration. Zane just wanted you to come back earlier, he didn't mean anything else."

Zane turned to look at her, his voice instantly softening.

"Why are you apologizing? You did nothing wrong."

"But Serena seems to have misunderstood."

"When does she ever not misunderstand you? She's just jealous."

After saying that, he glared at me with deep disgust.

"Vivian brought so many rare healing herbs for the pack, and you didn't even say thank you."

"Instead, you give her this repulsive attitude."

I stuffed my last piece of armor into the travel bag and forcefully pulled the leather straps tight.

Zane's face darkened with fury.

"That's enough."

He reached out, his heavy hand pressing down on my bag.

A suffocating, mountain-crushing Alpha aura radiated from him, trying to force me to submit.

"I've already given you a way out. What more do you want? Get on your knees and apologize to Vivian."

I looked up at him, my eyes completely dead.

"Move."

His fingers stiffened for a second before he slowly pulled them back, shocked by my coldness.

"Serena, if you walk out this door today, don't expect me to ever come looking for you."

The pack members in the living room all turned their attention to us.

Some were still holding their ale cups.

Seeing me drag my bag out, they stepped aside like I was a plague.

"Are you really leaving?"

"Come on, Serena, stop being so dramatic."

"Just apologize to the Alpha, it's not that hard."

The people who had just offered to help clean up earlier didn't move a single muscle.

The cake was still stuck to the floor, and empty bottles rolled everywhere.

When I tried to put on my boots, my swollen, bleeding foot from the patrol just wouldn't fit in.

Vivian chased me to the entryway, pretending to be concerned.

"It's so late and there's a blizzard outside. Where are you going?"

Zane sneered mercilessly from behind.

"Where else can she go? Back to her parents' mansion to cry, of course."

He was right.

Other than the Elders' home, I truly had nowhere else to go.

But right before I pushed the heavy oak doors open, I looked directly into his stormy eyes.

I spoke the ancient vow with absolute resolve.

"I, Serena, reject you, Alpha Zane, as my mate."

The moment the words left my mouth, a sound like a snapping cable echoed in my mind.

The fated mate bond shattered.

It felt as though an invisible claw had ripped my soul in half, tearing my heart to shreds.

But I didn't look back.

I dragged my bag and walked out into the howling, freezing blizzard.