Rejecting The Alpha: My Glorious Return

Chapter 2

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te. The place I once considered home now felt l

t. On the wall hung our official "family portrait." The

s's study. I knew he wouldn't be there. At this hour, he

of cedarwood, his signature scent, filled the air. It once drove

isp stack of papers. The title on the top page was

rs Mccormick's signature was scrawled there, bold

ghting for her life, he w

r felt like a tombstone in my hands. So,

indow overlooking the g

nd a young boy, Nate. His smile was genuine, care

every bit the lady of the manor. She said someth

g an expensive new robot. The same one Kira had circled in

frozen, dead thing in my chest. There was no

pen. On the line designated for the "Rejected Party," I

Vela

a rejection required acceptance from both par

remation authorization the nurse

of his desk, where he couldn't miss them. One to end our life to

as she'd left it, her teddy bear

ver frame from her nightstand. Inside was

. It was the one I had packed for Kira's hospital stay. N

s, usually so stoic, were filled with pity.

my voice flat and even. I cut h

back. The bright afternoon sun felt like a

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“I gave up my brilliant career in aerospace engineering to become the Luna of the Blackwood Pack, devoting myself entirely to my fated mate. But when our six-year-old daughter was in the ICU fighting for her life, he refused to answer my desperate calls. His secretary coldly told me he was too busy with an important guest. That guest was his mistress, and he was busy hosting a lavish birthday party for her son. My daughter died alone in a cold hospital bed. When I returned to the estate, I found a Mate-bond Rejection Agreement already signed by him on his desk. Looking out the window, I saw him laughing happily with his mistress, gifting her son the exact toy my daughter had begged for. In utter despair, I signed the rejection, authorized our cremations, and threw myself into the roaring furnace with my daughter's body. Until my last breath, I hated my blind devotion. Why did I sacrifice my dreams and my child's life for an arrogant Alpha who cherished another man's bastard over his own flesh and blood? Opening my eyes again, I was back at the exact moment of that lavish birthday party, with my living daughter standing right beside me. This time, I unclasped my silver mate-bond bracelet in front of all the pack elders and tossed it away. "I reject you, Chalmers Mccormick, as my fated mate." Taking my daughter's hand, I walked out of that gilded cage to reclaim my real name and crush the lives they built on my blood.”