How Does Rebekah Leave The Originals?

I'm the only sister of Ronan Mooncrest, Alpha of Mooncrest Pack. For as long as I can remember, Cassian, our Delta, Orion, our Gamma, and Nikolai, our Beta, swore they'd die before letting anyone hurt me. When I wanted the moon, they built me a tower. When the river was freezing and I refused to go home, they carried me across on their backs. I was their princess—the wolf they spoiled rotten and loved down to the bone. And of course, I loved them too. I was sure one of them had to be my mate. Then Dana came to Mooncrest. An outsider she-wolf. Bold. Gorgeous. Untouchable. No joke cracked her. No stare made her blush. On her first day, she challenged our pack warriors one by one. After that, Cassian started saying I was spoiled. The first time he left me shaking in a storm just to walk Dana home, Orion and Nikolai snapped at him. "Cassian, you're choosing her. Don't cry when you regret it." But soon, Orion got pulled in too. At my birthday party, I looked at the only one still beside me—Nikolai—and my eyes burned. "Nikolai... is this my fault?" He kissed my hair. "Don't go there. They're idiots. They don't know what they're losing." Then I saw him put the moonstone crown he'd promised me on Dana's head. Just to make her smile. Eyes red, chest wrecked, I knocked on Ronan's door. "Mooncrest is sending someone to Frostfang in three days. Let it be me."

“You left me! You made your choice and it wasn't me.” I spit the accusation at him, trying to hide the devastation in my tone. “Your loss. Now she's ours! Ours to taste, ours to touch, ours to fuck.” Asher stakes his claim, he and Aspen wrapping their arms around me possessively. But Mason isn't cowered, stepping into me until I can feel his warm breath on my face. “I know you're hurt. You're angry. You blame me for abandoning you. But just so we're clear, this, them,“ He growls, snarling at the twins, “it changes nothing. You're mine, little one! Mine! I’ll take your pain, your anger, even your hatred. But I'll never let you go!” Elena Stone was the Glass Lake pack princess, doted on by everyone she knew. And no one adored her more than the Beta's son, Mason Cross. So when he abandons her, breaking his promise to never leave her side, she's devastated by his betrayal. When Mason returns five years later, Elena is no longer the little girl he knew. She's a gorgeous woman with a fiery spirit. And she's already moved on. Mason's desperate to make her his, but twins Asher and Aspen insist she belongs to them. Will he be able to win her back? And if he does, will he have to share? With a killer on the loose and a target on her back, Elena just might need all three of them to protect her. Also check out: An Unwanted Fate- Completed A Tangled Fate: Bound By Her Betas- Completed A Cruel Fate: Her Gamma's Regret-Completed The warrior's Wild Wolf-Completed {Follows A Cruel Fate) Resisting The Alpha Triplets-Completed Her Heartbroken Alpha-Novella Completed (Follows RTAT)

Erica was Alpha Justin's mate until he threw her away like trash. The man she loved the most branded her as a criminal, stripped her of her dignity, and exiled her to the Forbidden Place. But she survived all the pain. Her fate was strange. It watched her fall, only to place her in the path of the most dangerous man on the mountain. Adam Scott, the second Lycan Prince, was the man everyone spent their lives trying to avoid. But for Erica, the one man she was supposed to fear is the only one standing between her and the grave. Justin threw her to the wolves, never realizing she was their Queen. Adam pulled her close, and let everyone find out what happened when an exiled Omega finally found her power. “Erica, I am sorry. Come back to me,” Justin begged her to return. "Tell me, darling. When I burn his pack house to the ground, do you want to watch, or do you want to be the one to light the match?” Adam asked her with a smirk, his voice a low growl.

"Are you sure you want this?" The witch slid the vial across the table. "Once I cast the unbinding spell, your Fated Mate connection will dissolve over ten days. On the tenth day, it's permanent. No reversals." I didn't hesitate. "Your name?" She picked up her pen. "Mara Voss." Her hand froze. Everyone in New York's vampire community knew that name. Conrad Levin — the Prince of the New York Dominion, an eight-hundred-year-old monster who had never shown a flicker of attachment to anything — had three years ago announced to the entire supernatural world that he'd found his Fated Mate. A human girl carrying the rarest blood type in existence. Golden blood. Her name was Mara Voss. I held out my wrist. The witch began her work. I opened my phone and booked a one-way ticket to Prague. Departing in exactly ten days. This time, Conrad would never find me.

I was born into the Valerie family, with the noble blood that could give a vampire a powerful hybrid heir. I was meant to marry Ethan, heir to the Prince. But the night before the engagement, his younger brother Adrian knelt in the rain in front of me. “Elena, I’d give up everything.” “I love you. You’re all I want.” So I broke the engagement, let my family disown me, and married him without a backward glance. Then I got pregnant. He started keeping me at arm’s length, finding reasons not to touch me, not even willing to stay in the same room as me. Until the night I heard him tell his men: “Once Elena has the baby, we’ll hand it over to Ethan and Sophia.” “Sophia’s health is fragile. I can’t bear to put her through a pregnancy.” That was when I finally understood. Adrian had never loved me. He’d married me only to free up the place beside Ethan for my cousin Sophia. Even the child I’d struggled so hard to carry had already been promised away to the woman he truly loved. I rested a hand on my belly and called my father. “Dad, I was wrong about him.” Adrian thought I’d stay trapped in his web of lies forever. He had no idea. Two months from now, I would vanish from his world for good.

Adrian and I grew up together. We were the match every old vampire family swore was meant to be. Then he saved a human girl who had wandered into our territory while hunters were closing in. After that, he became someone else. Cold. Distant. A stranger to me. Then he knelt before the Elders and asked them to dissolve our engagement. "The one I love is Clara. I can't marry Elena." The Council was furious. They forced Clara back into the human world and warned her never to set foot in vampire territory again. To keep her safe, Adrian married me anyway, and never saw her again. After the wedding, I gave him everything I had. I miscarried again and again. I nearly died bringing his heir into the world, his heart never turned to me. Three years later, hunters came for us. I fought tooth and nail to save him, yet I still failed. As he died, he held my hand, his voice barely there. "If there's a next life, I hope I never meet you." "All I ever wanted was to let everything go and be with Clara." He died first. My own wounds took me soon after. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the family council. Adrian was kneeling before the Elders, begging them to let him be with the human girl. Everyone expected me to fall apart. But this time, I only slid the engagement ring off my finger and set it down in front of him. "Adrian. You can have her."