Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By The Lycan king
"Oh my God, you look so perfect. You are just the right choice for Alpha Garrick, Zaria."
Those were the sweet, supportive words my elder sister, Cynthia, whispered as she lovingly braided my hair and laced me into my white maiden silks. I trusted her completely, believing today would be the happiest day of my life.
I walked into the Selection Ceremony with my head held high, ready to be claimed by my childhood sweetheart, Alpha Garrick.
Instead, I walked straight into a trap.
In front of the entire pack, My fated mate chose my sister to be his Luna over me.
I begged Garrick. I reminded him of our years together, our promises, and everything I had sacrificed for him. But my desperate pleas only fed their cruelty. Garrick sneered, calling me a pathetic, weak disgrace, while Cynthia watched with cold amusement as the pack laughed at my humiliation.
I was banished to be killed.
Bleeding, humiliated, and left to die, I fully expected the wild rogues to tear me apart.
Instead, I ran straight into the chest of a myth.
Alpha Cassian. The Midnight King. The most feared, ruthless Lycan on the continent.
I expected death from the monster in the shadows. Instead,He offered me a choice: safety, power, and the ultimate revenge against the pack that discarded me.
He is giving me an empire to crush my enemies, but he refuses to tell me why. I don't know what the Midnight King wants from a broken wolf like me, or what price he will demand when the blood settles.
But as I look back at the borders of the pack that destroyed me, I realize I don't care about his secrets. I only care about their ruin.
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Chapter: Darker secretsAUTHOR'S POVThe afternoon sun did absolutely nothing to warm the heavy stone walls of the Bloodmoon estate. Inside the house, everything was completely dead and quiet. For weeks, Luna Selene had been moving through the corridors like a ghost, her chest tight with a heavy, aching grief that nobody else in the pack seemed to give a damn about.Ever since that awful day of the ceremony—the exact day her youngest daughter was publicly rejected by the Alpha and thrown out into the cold—Selene hadn't slept a full night. The image of Zaria being discarded and exiled into the freezing northern wilderness played on a loop in her head. Zaria was gentle, quiet, and had nobody to protect her. Selene knew her daughter couldn't survive out there alone, and the total lack of answers was driving her crazy.She stopped outside the heavy double doors of her husband's private office. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she tried to smooth down her dark dress, but her hands wouldn't stop shaking. Sh
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Chapter: Letting down his guardZARIA'S POV The next morning, the sun barely broke through the heavy gray clouds, but I was already out on the training field. My hands were wrapped tight in canvas bandages to hide the raw blisters from the night before, and every single muscle in my body ached. I swung a wooden practice sword at a dummy, my movements slow, heavy, and completely exhausted.My head was muddled and I needed to clear it all out. All of what was happening was too much to handle. "Your stance is too wide," a deep voice called out.I turned around, wiping sweat from my forehead with the back of my arm. Cassian was walking across the packed snow toward me, wearing just a simple black tunic without his usual heavy Alpha furs. He held two light wooden sparring blades in his hands."You're fighting like a werewolf, Zaria," he said, stepping onto the field. "You're trying to match brute strength against a wooden post. You'll lose every time if you play by our rules.""I just need to be faster," I muttered, li
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Chapter: The highest betrayalZARIA'S POV The chaos of the courtyard faded into a blur as they rushed Maya to the clinic. It was just a whirlwind of shouting, heavy boots, and the smell of blood. I stayed right by her side, clutching her cold hand until Helen finally pushed me back so she could work.The next few hours felt like a lifetime. The only sound in that small, stone room was the drip of water from a basin and Maya’s ragged, uneven breathing. Helen moved with quiet, practiced focus—cleaning the whip marks, setting bones, and patching up the raw, torn skin on her wrists. I sat on a stool nearby, just watching her, waiting.My mind kept circling back to Garrick. Why? I kept trying to find a reason that made sense, something that didn't shatter everything I thought I knew.Cynthia must have forced him, I told myself, my fingers twisting the fabric of my dress. He’s a monster, sure, but he cares about the pack. He wouldn't have risked everything unless she had a knife to his throat.It was a comforting lie,
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Chapter: Maya!ZARIA'S POV The morning after the standoff at the gates, I couldn't sit still. My mind was a complete mess. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Garrick’s hollow, pale face looking up at the balcony. My emotions were all over the place, looping between a strange sense of relief and a lingering, heavy anxiety. I knew that if I stayed in my room staring at the ceiling, I would drive myself insane. So, I walked down to Maeve’s greenhouse just to give my hands something to do.Camilla came with me, of course. She hadn't left my side since the assassin attack in the gallery, acting like a silent, protective shadow. I sat on a low wooden stool at one of the workbenches, sorting through a massive pile of dried mud-roots that Maeve used for making healing salves. The repetitive motion of scraping the soil off the skin with a small knife was the only thing keeping me grounded.Camilla sighed, her expression turning incredibly soft and sympathetic. She sat down on the edge of the workbench nex
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Chapter: Painful defeatGARRICK'S POVThe ride back south to the Bloodmoon territory was completely miserable.Nobody said a single word during the entire trek. The silence among my men was heavy and suffocating. The horses trudged slowly through the mud and melting slush, their heads hanging low.The absolute humiliation of being turned away at the northern gates hung over us like a dark cloud. At the very front of the line, I rode in a state of quiet, boiling madness. I couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened at the border. The Lycan King had stood there and dragged my pride through the dirt in front of my own army. He had threatened to wipe my entire pack, and the worst part was that I knew he could do it.But what was truly driving me insane was the feeling in my chest. The broken mate bond was chewing at me. It kept telling me that Zaria was alive, but she wasn't mine anymore.She was with him. She was safe in the north, protected by a king, while I was riding back in total defeat. By the t
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Chapter: Is it safe?ZARIA'S POV From my hidden spot on the dark balcony, I watched the Bloodmoon convoy completely fall apart.Garrick stumbled backward, his boots slipping on the icy cobblestones. Without saying a single word to defend himself, Garrick scrambled back onto his massive black horse. He pulled the reins so hard the horse reared up in a panic. Then, he turned around in defeat.The rest of his warriors followed his lead immediately. They looked absolutely terrified.They rode out of the pavilion with their heads bowed, completely humiliated in front of the northern army. The heavy iron gates of the valley groaned loudly as they were pulled shut behind them. My guards quickly escorted me away from the freezing balcony. They didn't take me back to my bedroom. Instead, they led me straight to Cassian’s private study in the center of the estate. The heavy oak doors clicked shut behind me, leaving me entirely alone in the quiet room.The study was beautiful and massive, filled from floor to ceil
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