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The Alpha's Rejected and Reborn Mate

Chapter 7 No.7

Word Count: 785    |    Released on: 25/08/2025

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ding, moving against mine with a hunger that stole my br

pulling me flush against his hard body. The touch, which should ha

He groaned, his voice a low, gravelly whispe

ame. H

e inside out, jolting me back to reality. The dre

trying to twist my head aw

s as if I weighed nothing and carried me out of the kitc

d us both onto his massive bed. The scent of him,

voice rising to a frantic scream. "I'm Ela

body pinning me to the mattress. He blinked, his eyes struggling t

didn't move away. Instead, he just collapsed against

thick with sleep and sorrow. A moment later, his b

trembling with a mixture of shock, disgust, and a deep, aching sadness. Exhaustion finally w

ght filtering through the window. The second thing I saw

s a mask of

ce dangerously low. "What

Command crashed down on me, pinning me to the sheets with its inv

in, I will have you removed to the Omega barracks permanently. You wil

g me for his mistake. I wanted to scream, to tell him what he'd don

ed, lowering my head in

fled the room, his cold, accu

he was holding two cups of coffee, a bright smile on her face t

wed into slits of pure venom. "Elara?

ion. I couldn't speak. I just pushed past her

uary. She followed me,

h contempt. "The Alpha gets drunk one night, and you seize the

ry a stunt like that again, and I will personally see to it that you are cast out. You'll be

ng. I sank to the floor, the last of my streng

just had to surv

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“My mate, Alpha Alaric, who had been my protector since I was a child, was holding his bonding ceremony with another woman. When his chosen Luna, Seraphina, arrived at the pack house, she glided up the stairs and offered me a small "welcome gift." It was a delicate bracelet, intricately woven from pure silver. To werewolves, silver is agony. It burns our skin, seeps into our blood, and prevents our healing. I flinched back, but Alaric's voice boomed from the bottom of the stairs, laced with the undeniable force of his Alpha's Command. "Take it, Elara." The command wrapped around my will, forcing my hand forward. "Don't disrespect your future Luna," he added, his voice cold. The moment the metal touched my skin, a sharp, white-hot pain shot up my arm. I looked from the searing silver on my wrist to Alaric's impassive face, and the last, fragile ember of hope inside me died. He hadn't just forgotten his affection for me; he had forgotten the one thing that could truly hurt me. With my head held high, I turned and walked away. The silver thorn on my wrist was a constant, agonizing promise of the freedom that was to come.”
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