Rejected By The Alpha Claimed By The Alpha King

Alvar

e Terrell Pack! Tonight, we

d banquet hall. Hundreds of wolves raised their goblets high,

ove all else, tonight I must express my deepest, most profound gratitude to one extraordinary woman. Without her unw

had finally returned after a year at the border. A rare, fragile wave o

ng. I had stayed awake day and night, coughing up blood from sheer exhaustion, just to drag his dying mother back fro

dn't even glance

tly intertwined his fingers with the hand of a ta

s eyes burning with a raw, naked passion and devotion I had never seen before. Darla smirked triumphantly, leanin

t as if a cruel, heavy sledgehammer had just smashed

dead silent. Then, he turned his head to look down at me. The tenderness in his ey

ly under the watchful eyes of the entire Pack. "Hand over the Lun

as

d from my trembling fingers, shatter

oring the shattered porcelain at my feet. "From today on, she is

hick with disbelief and surging grievance. "Fletcher, we are husband and wife, bound under the witness of the Moon

arper!" Fletcher sneered, his lips c

able to wear that ring in the first place was because you used your family's wealth and power to shameless

e banquet tables. My fingernails dug so

es! Simply because my father and brothers posed such a massive threat to the enemy nation, their very name struck terror even after their deaths. Enemy forces infiltrated my home and annihilated

deepest, most agonizing,

rage to control me. "You have absolutely nothing and no one left to rely on in this world! Asking you to step down is for the greater good of the Pack. Letting you stay as a lowly concubi

d forward. She leaned intimately against Fletcher's armored shoulder, her amb

r the whole hall to hear. "Harper, please don't cry. You're a pitiful orphan now; it's only natural you'd cling desperately to Flet

now on. I absolutely loathe those petty, trivial chores meant for servants anyway. I belong on the training grounds. I

arla's military merits have brought us unparalleled glory. Harper, the Pack feeds you and

tef

grip of grievance and injustice

gravely ill. It was I who used my hard gold and silver to snatch that old hag back from the Reaper

ghtered family, publicly stripping me of my dignity, and dem

r my head. The agonizing, soul-tearing heartbreak suddenly twi

silence. "Listen, just accept your new

id, my voice

ght off guard by how easily I

, I slid the heavy, ancestral silver Luna ring off my ring finger.

y eyes, completely masking the lethal, venomo

her let out a long breath of relief. They looked at ea

calmness. I gave them one last, perfect curtsy befitting a lowly concubin

rs of that roaring banquet hall, a twisted, bone-chilling

mocked from the dark,

te this much when this 'stray dog' completely cuts off your f