Ashina Rollin had lived a simple life as an average pack member. She isn't a warrior nor an omega; she isn't a beta or alpha child. She is simply Ashina. But, when Ashina's mate rejects her, leaving her crushed and heart-broken. She doesn't know what to do... what to feel. She continues to stay within her pack as she ponders whether to accept or refuse the rejection. Will Ashina ever find love again after being rejected by her mate? Or will she be forever broken?
I was dropped off at the edge of the pack land when I was just turning one. I don't really remember the day, but I do recall the fear. Fear and agony rippled through my small form, making me feel as though something terrible had happened. A sense of helplessness that had wounded my heart.
I am aware of what they said. I was informed that I was not wanted. They remarked that I was fortunate to have found such a kind group when I did. They informed me that I had become one of them.
In the first few weeks, I was moved into a pack family that included two kids, a daughter named Lyall and a son named Remus, as well as their parents. Lyall was noticeably seven years older than her brother and unmistakably resembled her mother. When I got there, the boy was just fourteen months old.
I was informed of the fundamental details they had discovered about me. One of those days happened to be my birthday, and I felt relieved to have retained some of myself.
I developed a close relationship with my adoptive brother throughout the years. Due to our ages being so similar, we would pretend to be twins in front of our classmates, who would fall for it. Saying that we were twins seemed far more natural than discussing my predicament in detail, which I was already forbidden from doing. My adoptive sister Lyall, however, was a different story; I don't believe she ever found it in her heart to accept me, which affected my sense of self-worth, particularly given that I am a werewolf.
I was discouraged because werewolves are known to strive for approval and to belong to the pack. This is why rogues were typically emotionless. Although some of them were, as I was told, just pure evil, they sealed out their wolves' feelings to prevent the sense of rejection.
However, a few years later, when I was about five years old, my adoptive parents died in a fire, increasing the distance between Lyall and I, whilst Remus experienced the exact reverse. Remus and I rapidly became close, whilst Lyall quickly became distant.
Lyall left to work as a pack doctor for the Peak Pack some three years later. Although she was only fifteen, she had diligently studied throughout the years she spent keeping us at a distance in order to one-day leave and lead a better life far from her actual problems. I was aware that she believed my actions contributed to the passing of "our" parents, but she would never admit it.
I resisted letting her leave. I had read two accounts of the Peak Pack and knew how vicious they actually were. She didn't like me much, but even so, I still had concern for her welfare. I had heard that the previous pack doctor had been killed because he was unable to save a warrior-a life for a life. The pack apparently has never been this way, but the kingdom has darkened with the death of the King and Queen, and I wasn't sure what to make of it all.
Remus, "my" brother, found his partner after he turned eighteen. a beautiful young lady who was a Beta's daughter. The Beta was happy to see his daughter mate with Remus because, of course, he also had a son. I was just ecstatic that Remus was content. It caused me to think about my partner.
He would be who?
What would be his title?
What if he is a criminal?
But despite everything, I was still certain that I would adore him. Whether he was an omega or a rogue doesn't matter to me. If I had Jacob Gonzalez, who is still just four years old, I wouldn't even mine. Considering if this was my mate, I wouldn't mind. I wouldn't ever refuse the one who the Moon Goddess had determined I should be with.
I frequently considered my wolf as well. Contrary to popular belief, males do not experience their wolf any earlier than women do. It serves only to boost men's sense of superiority. Women underwent a transition at the age of eighteen, just like men. I'd be concerned about my wolf, just like my mate.
What name would she go by?
What is her age?
Does she like me?
The final query caused my body to become a nervous wreck as I pondered it for hours. Remus had always made an effort to talk to me about the problem and explain that the wolves could never hate their human, but my anxiety remained unreasonably high.
"It'll be alright." He made a point by squeezing his hands together. He was sitting with me on the bench outside our house, his dark hair slightly streaming. "My wolf has informed me that they never turn against their human until the person has made them reject their love. May, you're doing just fine. I responded with a long sigh.
"What if I unknowingly reject my mate by accident?" I was tense. The possibilities in my mind are endless. "My wolf would never speak to me thinking that I was stupid." Remus chuckled, no, he was in convulsions.
What, How, What? May, you are hilarious. How will you unintentionally reject your partner? Simply put, it's impossible. To get rid of the artificial tears, he wipes his eyes.
"I'm for real," I squint my eyes. What if he intends to reject me because he already knows that I am his mate? Will my wolf then loathe me? I don't intend to be a rejectable wolf, so please don't hate me.
Remus's expression straightened after a few more giggles. "First of all, the word rejectable is incorrect. Two, it's quite improbable that you will get rejected, therefore I know you'll be alright. I relaxed some tension by nodding. Furthermore, if he rejects you, he will weaken. No wolf would choose to be feeble.
"I suppose so, but make sure Remus does this." He raised an eyebrow at me as I rose. "Promise me not to go rogue if rejection did happen and I was left with a broken heart. Okay?"
His expression was one of wonder. Why would you want to go rogue in the first place?
"Because I'm unsure of how I'd react if I were rejected. Just make a promise.
His hair was being combed by his hand. "Yes, I promise." I gave him a wide grin.
"At this point, bring your friend over. When will you two re-move in together? I made fun. His flush was as red as a tomato.
After school, you are aware of this. He complained.
I gave him a cheek squeeze. "Just double-checking." He shook my hands off as I joked. I chuckled at what he did. In any case, how is the application progressing? I quizzed him.
He had applied to join a program that would allow him to investigate the legendary strength that some wolves possess. A silver wolf was believed to be exceedingly powerful, and a white, black, or silver wolf was thought to be extremely powerful. He had always been interested in learning more about this side of the werewolf community.
His expression quickly became happier. "Everything has been completed. Just need to get approval from the Alpha. He informed me. I gave him a pleased smile before laughing.
Surely, you ought to have consulted the Alpha before drafting the application. He gave an eye-roll.
"I mentioned that a while back. He appeared to be completely on board. I blinked. Additionally, they promised to provide housing for my future partner and family. I laughed at his red face. In any case, I get paid to conduct study, so it's excellent. It's a fantasy.
I'm happy for you as long as you see your little sister. I grinned.
"You are aware that the word 'ole' means 'old,' right? You simply referred to yourself as young and old. Woman, make up your mind. He laughed.
"I despise you." I replied by rolling my eyes.
I sacrificed everything-my dreams, my future-to secure my sister Livia's chance at love, stepping into an arranged marriage with a man I barely knew. Five years later, I'm a widow, scarred but free. Or so I thought. My father's latest scheme shatters that illusion: he's promised Livia to Roman Kade, a lethal enigma-part assassin, part arms kingpin-whose silence cuts deeper than any blade. A deal was a deal, and I held up my end. Now, I'll burn the world down before I let Livia suffer the same gilded cage I endured. But Roman isn't some pawn in my father's game-he's a predator with his own agenda, hungry for half the family empire. When he claims a room in our sprawling estate, my carefully rebuilt life fractures. Every glance, every whispered threat pulls me into a dangerous dance I can't escape. I'm fighting for Livia's freedom, but the real battle is within. Roman's darkness calls to something feral in me, a spark I refuse to name. As secrets unravel-about my late husband, my father's lies, and the blood on Roman's hands-I realize the stakes are higher than I imagined. Love could save us. Or it could ignite a war that consumes us all.
Lilian George and Daniel Liam’s relationship vanished after a one-night stand. Daniel did not know that the sizzling one-night romance led to a child, and Lilian certainly didn’t want him to find out about it. Daniel is a billionaire businessman. One day, Daniel Liam shows up and reveals that he is the father of her six-year-old daughter, Ava. Lilian is a single mother struggling to make ends meet. Daniel is determined to be a part of Ava’s life. Lilian and Daniel also begin to fall in love, but they must overcome the challenges of their past in order to be together. Will Lilian and Daniel be able to overcome the challenges of their past and build a future together?
Lilian George and Daniel Liam’s relationship vanished after a one-night stand. Daniel did not know that the sizzling one-night romance led to a child, and Lilian certainly didn’t want him to find out about it. Daniel is a billionaire businessman. One day, Daniel Liam shows up and reveals that he is the father of her six-year-old daughter, Ava. Lilian is a single mother struggling to make ends meet. Daniel is determined to be a part of Ava’s life. Lilian and Daniel also begin to fall in love, but they must overcome the challenges of their past in order to be together. Will Lilian and Daniel be able to overcome the challenges of their past and build a future together?
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