The Alpha's Ultimate Mistake: Rejecting the Secret Heir

Chapter 2

Word Count: 760 | Released on: 20/04/2026

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uffocating silence of the bedroom

ectric aftershocks of his touch. "If you were going to reject me," I whispered, my vo

shirt, his storm-gray eyes hard and merciless. "That was nothing

ng your legs would change my mind? Six years ago, you used the fact that you saved my grandfather's life to blackmail him. Yo

, the injustice of his accusation bur

w Alvah had forced this marriage to protect my hidden bloodline from those who would ex

onto the bed. It landed next to my trembling hand like a piec

ake the money. Show up at the Rejection ceremony and accept it obedient

ammed shut, leaving me alone in the cold, massive bed. A single tear

Beta of the Woodlands Pac

ee. He terminated all trade agreements between the Blackwood Pack and us. The medicinal

me; he was using the survival of Asia's small pa

fury. I had spent six years shrinking myself, hiding my true nature to honor Alvah's dy

d Kian's number. He answered on the sec

on't take a single cent," I said,

his Alpha's Command, I continued, "Restore your agreements with the Woodlands Pack i

a prisoner. I packed a small duffel bag with the few things that actua

rrential downpour. The freezing rain soaked through my thin jacket, and the phantom pain of the impending

avy rain stopped

aw a towering, muscular man standing before me. The scent of crisp mountain ai

ropped to one knee, bowing hi

sound of the storm. He slowly looked up, his eyes fierce and loyal. "Alpha Baron s

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The Alpha's Ultimate Mistake: Rejecting the Secret Heir

Shearwater Werewolf

“For six years, I played the pathetic, wolfless Omega to honor the dying wish of the late Alpha who protected me. But on our sixth anniversary, my fated mate, Alpha Kian, was photographed looking tenderly at his mistress. When he finally stormed into our penthouse, he didn't apologize. Instead, he threw a fifty-million-dollar check onto the bed. "Take the money and accept my rejection obediently, or I'll show you what happens when you defy an Alpha." To force my compliance, he terminated all trade agreements with my best friend's pack, pushing them to the brink of bankruptcy. He accused me of blackmailing his grandfather into our marriage, entirely blind to the fact that his beloved mistress was actually a banished, feral Rogue. I had spent six years swallowing my pride, drinking toxic herbs to suppress my true White Wolf scent, and enduring his absolute disgust just to keep his pack safe. Why did I bleed for a man who despised my very existence? I looked at the blood money, and the suffocating sorrow in my chest was instantly replaced by white-hot fury. I didn't take a single cent. Instead, I submitted the rejection papers myself, dropped my pathetic disguise, and walked out into the freezing rain. A towering warrior with a black umbrella dropped to one knee before me in the mud. It was time to stop hiding and return home as the billionaire heir of the legendary Silvermoon Pack.”