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Rejected By The Pack, Now A Queen

Chapter 2 Abandoned partners

Word Count: 1135    |    Released on: 20/10/2026

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ching his smoking thigh and shivering uncontrollably. The foul smell of burnt werewolf flesh and we

ormal rejection oath righ

es darting frantically toward the heavy iron gates of the Simo

ack assembly and said, 'I, Dillon, r

ked mate bond triggers the full, soul-tearing agony of the Rejection Ritual. Having her soul ripped in half by the man she loved, w

stood by and watched her get

raight up out of the puddle, my grip tight enough

ing a bruised shade of purple. "The Lewis Pack sent her body back with the divorce papers days ago! They claimed that afte

wet cement. A maniacal, terrifying laugh clawed its way out of my throat, echoing off the stone walls o

ybachs sliced through the rain before screeching to a halt in front of us. Six Simon Pack Enforcers in tail

a large black umbrella held by a subordinate. He was the personal proxy of my grandmoth

crippled guards bleeding on the ground bef

h, how dare you bring something so

hing f

ng across his smug face. "The woman lying in there is the

Rogue now, a useless shell who couldn'

ptive mother, Beatrice, just spent the last hour kneeling on the cold marble floor of the grand hall, beggi

rude brought unforgivable shame upon the Simon Pack. If she hadn't been so

odlust surged straight to the top of my skull. The mental image of my gentle mother, Beatrice, kneeli

ermanently barred from the family cemetery! Haul th

stepped forward, their claws extendi

d I'll chop yo

y voice low, steady, and vibrating with a lethal p

reject who can't even

asy takedown of a fragile human. Giana tensed to strike

ists, and twisted with all my hidden, terrifying weight. The loud, sickening crack of snapping bone echoed clearly

face, his mouth falling open as he stared at my

lfless have that kin

nd tell Ag

ngers, my voice dropping an octave, reso

oesn't deserve to

e, and strode back to the cab of the heavy

a, ge

ere are w

s I turned the ignition key. The heavy diesel engine roared to life like a wa

is Pack hea

harsh, clinical glow of the dashboard lights. "Since they want to play dirty, I'm goi

e thorny bushes in sheer panic as the steel rig plowed right through the outer wooden barricades, shattering them into splinters. I left the opul

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Rejected By The Pack, Now A Queen
Rejected By The Pack, Now A Queen
“For three years, I was the ultimate laughingstock of werewolf high society-the illegitimate, "wolfless" genetic defect banished to the remote borderlands by the Simon Pack. I only came back because my older sister, Gertrude, was dead. She was once the most dazzling Luna, but her mate, Alpha Dillon Lewis, publicly rejected her for failing to bear high-ranking pups. He tore up their mate contract and tortured her to death with high-purity silver, burning her inner wolf to ash. Worse yet, my own blood relatives refused to let her be buried in the family cemetery. My grandmother, Elder Lady Agatha, called her a disgraced Rogue and ordered her corpse to be dumped in the acid marshes to prove our family's loyalty to the Lewis Pack. "A disgraced Rogue's corpse doesn't belong at my front door! Throw her to the stray dogs!" They all thought I was just a crippled outcast who could only watch her sister be discarded like trash. They thought a wolfless reject had no power to demand a blood debt from a powerful Alpha CEO. But they didn't know I was suppressing the supreme, ancient Sacred White Wolf bloodline. They also didn't know I was the secret billionaire financier holding the Alpha King's throne together. I walked straight into the Royal Treasury, slammed a fifty-million-dollar draft onto the King's desk, and bought a royal execution warrant for Dillon Lewis. Now, I'm heading back to the estate, and it's time to clean house.”