Rejecting My Powerful Fated Alpha Mate

Chapter 4

Word Count: 1022 | Released on: 03/07/2026

sed behind Mrs. Sullivan and her en

tration beneath. She struck the stone floor with the base of her matri

ury, "has the Blackwood Pack had a tradition of refusing weapo

nd terribly alone. I met her angry gaze without flinching. "Grandmother,

toward me. "I am not a fool. The white dress. The refusal of the gift.

re and death? The man you want me to marry will one day watch me die, believing

mission of guilt, of

I know you have doubts. I know this is not the love match you dreamed of. But Gavin Carlisle is a once-in-a-century Alph

pered the words, a bitter

I was rigid with terror. I had flinched from Gavin's touch, and I saw the hurt and anger flash in his eyes before they turned to ice. The entire ritual was a painful,

mistook it for stubbornness. Her pati

oice once again hard and unyielding. "The elders from both pa

from my throat. My head snapped up,

Not even the rest of thi

e sliver of hope I had clung to was brutally extinguished. A w

ng. It was the first time I had pleaded for anyt

f, her face set like stone. She would not be

his for the pack. Why couldn't she see? The loneliness of my burden was

or. She left me standing alone in the cavernous hall. The portraits of my ancestors seemed to mock

voice broke the

ite honey cakes in her hands. She wore a look of such

a gentle murmur. "Don't be angry with her. She just wants w

ing the part of the loving, devoted cousin w

iling face that had watched me burn. The beast of my ha

d not

elt into my gaze. Then, I turned and walked right past her, my shoulder nearly brushing the tray of cakes she

This was not a rejection she could twist into a misunderstandi

vy door shut, the sound echoing the finality of my actions. My back hit the wood, an

ressed emotions. The strong facade I had worn all morning crumbled into dust.

not make

welcoming the sharp, metallic tas

or weakness. No

ays to save u

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Rejecting My Powerful Fated Alpha Mate

Beatrice Wells Werewolf

“I died once. Betrayed by my own cousin. Stabbed by the man I loved. And finished off with poisoned wine while my fated mate watched, believing I was the traitor. But the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance. I woke up in my own bed, twenty years old, with the scars of my first life burned into my soul-and seven days to stop the union that destroyed everything. I was supposed to have time. Time to gather proof. Time to turn my grandmother against the vipers in our midst. Time to formally reject Alpha Gavin Carlisle before he could become my doom. Then they arrived a week early. Now I'm standing in my grandmother's council hall, wearing white like a declaration of war, refusing the Alpha's gifts and spinning lies about prophecies just to buy myself another breath. My cousin Karla watches my every move, hungry for my downfall. Her lover Jarrod circles like the predator he is, still thinking I'm the naive fool he once manipulated. They have no idea. I remember everything. Every whisper. Every knife in the dark. Every single player in the game that killed me. And this time? I'm the one holding the blade. My grandmother thinks I'm afraid of leaving home. The elders think I'm cursed. The Stonefang emissary thinks I'm a hysterical bride. But I know the truth: the real monsters are already inside these walls, and the Alpha who's supposed to be my enemy? He's already crossed into my territory. Unannounced. Uninvited. And determined to claim me anyway. Let him come. I've already died once for trusting the wrong people. I've burned in the fires of their betrayal. And now I have three days to save my pack, expose the traitors, and rewrite a destiny that was never mine to begin with. They wanted a victim. They got a warrior. "I would rather live my entire life alone and unmated than be the cause of so much death." But I'm not alone. And this time, I'm not dying.”