The Silver Alpha's Rejected Mate

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men and his friends. It feels like a miracle, but I know it won't la

t the back. My shoulders hunch forward as if hiding will make me invisible. Wolves fill the room

ys. Around him, the Silver Moon elders sit in a half-circle, their serious faces giving away nothing.

The Silver Moon wolves are calm and respectable-good, loyal people, but to me, they've always felt dull. May

don't belong, like I'm a rogue among my own kind. If I study hard enough, maybe Fathe

As they pass, Aria, his loyal sidekick, leans close to my ear. "Hey, bitch," she whispers, tugging my ponytail hard

st tightens, and a strange, unwanted heat spreads through my body. His smirk deepens as if he knows exactly

surprise for you." His voice drips with mockery as he

ate how aware I am of him. His broad shoulders, the way his muscles move under his shirt-it all makes me dizzy. Ari

irthday. Once, it used to mean something good. I can still hear my mother's sw

l alive. But ever since she died, everything changed. He's

to the present. "Take your seats, Silver Moon Pack. This

w, it's Sky's eighteenth birthday this Sunday. As per tradition, we'll be holding a shifter celebra

y way with blank expressions. My heart sinks. They don't care.

hifter party for Sky!" he calls out. Aria joins in, laughing too loudly,

ehind their laughter. "That's the spirit of the Silver Mo

not. No

noise. My chest feels tight. My breathing comes shallow. And that strange pull toward Lamen

on happens to every wolf before they change for the first time. I don'

ght for school. My thoughts spin with dread. Two

y know, something abo