"I, Selene River, ..." I started speaking, but Alpha Magnus stopped me by placing his hand over my mouth. He pulled me closer to him and growled. "I'm not accepting your rejection, Selene," he growled. "You are my mate. You are the greatest gift that the Goddess has ever given me. I am not letting you go." My heart was hammering against my rib cage. His scent overwhelmed my senses. He leaned in and rubbed his nose up and down my jaw. My skin was on fire. Every part of my body desired to be touched by him. "I can't let you go, my love," he mumbled. "I've waited for you my whole life." His lips brushed against the marking spot on my neck, and I almost burst into flames. Convincing him to accept my rejection would be the hardest thing I ever had to do. Selene is a 17-year-old girl who still hasn't shifted into her wolf. Her father abandoned her mother when she was very young. She has been bullied and laughed at all the time. After she lost her mom, the person who loved her the most, Selene is completely distraught and broken. Her father comes back to take her back to his pack. Selene is against it, but her financial situation forces her to go with him. Magnus is a Lycan wolf, the Alpha of his very successful pack. He is 22 years old, and he still hasn't found his mate. When Selene arrives at his pack, he is very surprised to discover that she is his mate. He is also frustrated because she is his stepsister who hasn't shifted yet. She can't recognize him as her mate. Selene struggles in the new pack. She doesn't have the best relationship with her stepmother. She can't wait to turn 18 and leave. What will happen when Selene finds out who her mate is? What will Magnus do after she rejects him? Will he be able to convince her to stay?
Magnus's POV
"Have you considered taking a chosen mate, Magnus?" my mother inquired, making me roll my eyes. Your age is 22. Choose a fierce she-wolf to be Luna.
I kept chopping my meat without looking at my mother.
Skol roared. He loathed the idea of selected mates. We awaited our match.
"Leave him alone, Mira," Gabriel, my mother's new partner, urged. "He already told you he wants to wait for his fated mate."
Gabriel received a little nod from me.
I didn't like him. I had nothing against the guy, yet something about him never felt right with me.
My mother married him two years ago. He wasn't a Lycan like my mother and myself. I never understood why my mother wanted to marry him, but it wasn't my concern, so I never got involved. I tolerated Gabriel because I had to.
Some of our pack members scowled at the fact that Gabriel was only a werewolf and not a Lycan like my mother and me. Technically, that was true. What my pack members didn't know was that Gabriel possessed Lycan DNA, but his Lycan never woke up.
It didn't matter to me anyhow. He wouldn't be able to become the Alpha of my pack even if he were a Lycan.
Something was wrong with Gabriel today. He appeared distant and a bit scared.
"Gabriel, honey, stop worrying," my mother muttered as she clasped his hand in hers. "Everything is going to be okay."
Gabriel looked up at her and grimaced.
"How can you say that?" he replied with a trace of irritation in his voice.
What the heck happened?
"What the hell is going on?" I inquired before my mother could say anything else.
My mother and Gabriel gazed at each other. Gabriel groaned, ran his fingers through his hair, and glanced down at his plate.
My mother stared at me, and I raised an eyebrow at her.
"Gabriel's fated mate is dying," my mother whispered, causing my eyes to widen.
I looked at Gabriel. I was so fucking bewildered.
"I thought that you didn't find your fated mate," I murmured, choking back a snarl.
I despised wolves that betrayed their fated mates. A partner was a gift from the Goddess. A partner was meant to be adored and treasured. What the heck was he doing here with my mother if his fated partner was out there somewhere?!
Gabriel glanced up at me and took a long breath.
"I did find her," Gabriel murmured. "I just never marked her."
My perplexity evolved into a surprise.
How the heck did he manage to hold back from marking his mate? I was so fucking convinced that I would sink my fangs into her neck as soon as I met her.
"I was young and stupid," Gabriel groaned, staring back down at the table. "I thought that my Lycan would surface. I waited for it to happen. I was the only one with Lycan genes in my pack, and I imagined that once I received my Lycan, I would be able to accomplish so much more than simply be a Beta of my pack."
Gabriel stopped talking and groaned.
"I met my mate," Gabriel said. "I promised her that I would mark her as soon as my Lycan appeared. Except it never occurred. I grew more and more frustrated. I became so fucking mad. I spent my days intoxicated on whiskey laced with wolfsbane. I was continuously furious. She continued asking me to mark her, but I never did."
Gabriel stopped talking and stared at my mother.
"So you don't have a bond with her?" I questioned.
"No," Gabriel answered as he stared at me. "I wouldn't be able to mark your mother if I did."
Chosen mates and second mates might also mark each other. The mark wasn't as potent as it was when it was bestowed by a fated mate, but it still possessed power.
"But you are bound to her, aren't you, Gabriel?" my mother remarked with a tinge of bitterness in her voice.
I furrowed my eyebrows. What the hell was she talking about? How could he be linked to a lady he never marked?
"I am," Gabriel murmured.
"How?" I questioned, narrowing my gaze at him.
"I have a child with her," Gabriel replied, glancing at me.
My eyes expanded.
He had a child?
"I got her pregnant when I still thought that I would mark her," Gabriel confessed. "I left her when my child was 2 years old."
My eyes expanded even more. The little respect I had for Gabriel crashed to the ground.
"I feel so fucking guilty," Gabriel murmured as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I haven't seen my daughter in 15 years, and now..."
He stopped talking and took a long breath.
"You have a daughter?" I questioned, attempting to disguise my mounting wrath.
"Yes," Gabriel nodded. "She is 17 years old. Her name is Selene."
"And her mother is dying?" I said, straining my fists.
"Yes," Gabriel answered. "She has cancer. She contacted me a few days ago, imploring me to take Selene in when she dies."
"You are going to do it," I said.
It wasn't a question. It was a freaking order. He would do it. He wouldn't just let a 17-year-old girl alone. He had done enough harm.
"I'm not sure that's a good idea, Magnus," my mother remarked, making me snarl.
"Why the hell not?" I said, furious at my mother.
"Gabriel and I aren't that young anymore," my mother lamented. "I'm not sure that we could handle a 17-year-old girl."
I grumbled and stared at Gabriel.
"You are not leaving your child alone again," I replied. "What pack is she in?"
"My old pack, Riverstone," Gabriel remarked.
I knew about that pack. I visited it five years ago with my father. It was just a few months before Dad died, and that trip was one of my best memories with him.
"Don't make the same mistake again, Gabriel," I murmured as I rose. "You already left your child once. Don't do it again."
I stepped away from the table.
I needed to get away from them.
I was so fucking angry with Gabriel.
How could he do that to his fated mate and his child?!
I would adore my fated partner more than anything else in the world. She would be so fucking adored and protected.
I would never do what Gabriel did.
Never.
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Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."