Return of the Alpha's Rejected Mate

om the start there where five packs ruled by five different Alpha's which were The Frostbite Pack, Pinefang Clan, The Hollow Ridge Pack, The Nightbane Pack and

ved wars, rogue attacks, even the betrayal of their own. But he

it the Moo

by the glade. The old spell woven into the land softens, and the pull of the mate

here is laughter, jo

c, food, and hope. Eyes meet across the fire. Hearts race. And somewhere in the crowd, tw

pha, his job is to protect them, to lead them. But even he isn't immune to th

ound his ma

oes across the glade, even Kael can't help

od, wine, and the buzzing energy of possibility. Many had already felt the stirrings

Arya a

d never had a care in the world. Mira's long curls bounced as she laughed, tugging Arya i

t dancing," Arya t

se you-I am majestic. You, on the other

burst into

ulled by invisible threads, drawn by the magic of

ever feel it?"

ce unreadable for a moment. "Maybe.

rling again, her skirt brushing

"To lose myse

ent quiet f

ll, if nothing else, I've got you. A

st tightening with gratitud

riends under the stars, laughing l

t night of her life. Her eighteenth bi

ight air had cooled slightly, brushing over Arya's arms like a whisper. Around them, the celebration

roan. "Okay, my legs are giving up o

up at the moon. It hung heavy and full, bathing everyth

d see. It was a feeling-quiet at first, like th

eath c

iliar and unknown all at once. Like someone calling her name without a voice. Like

wly, eyes scan

ked, propping herse

ink I need

a smirk, but Arya didn't respond. She rose to her f

n't exactly gentle either. Her heart was racing. Her wolf stirred r

som

where the light of the celebratio

her side of the tree

f a tall figure, half in shadow, it looked so be

was

ma

ed into fists. Sh

she wh

n she'd worked so hard to stay invisible, to kee

. The bond snapped into place, invisible and elec

ed by the Alpha, she was an omega and am orphan b

t words sli

ct you,

rowd

ut the look in Kael's eyes-icy, calcula

You're weak. An orphan with no power, no rank. I

shattered

ose like smoke-pity, s

ond tear, like fles

.." she whispered, he

straight to Camilla the Pack's Shaman's daughter, f

n't cry.

forest, into the

ne thing before

nger. And you'll wish