The Alpha's Rejected Mate Is A Secret Legend

Chapter 7

Word Count: 748 | Released on: 24/08/2026

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ejection. The hollowness in my chest and the searing pa

back meetings to numb my mind, but it was useless. My focus would drift, my mi

unting. I crumpled a financial report

eople who could get away with that. He held up his tablet. "Hey, man, don't bl

e Pack forum. "I'm not interested

. "Oh? Not even gossip

tions that Kaci was a "gold digger" and a "plagiarist." My first reaction was an

coffed, pushing

posted on her social media." He tapped the screen, showing a single photo: a massive floor-to-

d it. It was the penthouse at "The Celestial." That woman. She us

e was just enjoying herself? W

for herself," I sneered, t

" He swiped, and a hashtag filled the screen: AuroraIsBack. "Aurora? T

all these posts, accusing Kaci of plagiarizing her. Don't you think

om was always cluttered with cameras and art books. But I'd n

ome quiet, to have dinner with Carly. But as I parked my car in the cavernous garage and

ke a home. I instinctively sniffed the air, searching for the faint scent of grass and sunlight tha

g and sharp. She chattered excitedly about the engagement preparations,

Kaci to see that I can hire the master she could only ever imitate. She'll look l

filled with Caleb's words and the ima

Kaci had tended to herself. I had never set foot in it before, considering it a waste of time.

with evening dew. It was cool against my skin. As c

hat what I had lost might be mor

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“Braving a 102-degree fever and a torrential storm, I ran across the city just to fulfill an "absolute emergency" order from my Alpha mate. But when I pushed open the VIP lounge doors, I realized the "crucial document" he desperately needed was just a box of his preferred condoms. And he was currently half-naked on the sofa, kissing his new plaything. Seeing me drenched to the bone, he just scowled impatiently. "What took you so long? Open the box and hand it to me." His mistress giggled, mocking me, while he stroked her skin with a tenderness I had never received. "No need to be polite. She loves doing this kind of thing. After all, she's a murderer's daughter. She owes me." For three years, to atone for a crime I didn't commit, I abandoned my career as a genius photographer and served him like a lowly maid, only to have my dignity trampled into the mud. At that moment, I finally woke up. I poured a glass of whiskey over his mistress, ruined the condoms, and looking straight into his shocked eyes, I mercilessly severed our soul bond: "I, Kaci, hereby reject you as my fated mate!" Thinking I was just playing hard to get, he threw a $30 million severance check and a villa at me, ordering me to disappear forever. Without shedding a single tear, I immediately listed the villa for cash-forcing him to furiously buy his own property back at double the price-and used his money to buy the city's most expensive penthouse, reclaiming my true identity as the legendary photographer, "Aurora." Soon after, his new Luna smeared me on the pack forums as a talentless plagiarist. To rub salt in the wound, she smugly paid a fortune to book the mysterious "Aurora" for their engagement shoot, desperate to flaunt her victory. When she strutted into the studio and pointed at my face, ordering me to get out... My elite manager stepped in front of me with a cold smirk. "I'm sorry, but you seem to have misunderstood. This is not just my boss. She is the very legend you hired-Aurora herself."”