The Alpha's Rejected Mate Is A Secret Legend

Chapter 8

Word Count: 616 | Released on: 24/08/2026

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jolted awake by the so

ttic room. A faint trace of her scent still lingered here

me frown. I got up and stormed d

of the main hall to a couple. He was holding

to be in here?" I growled, letting m

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, from Sotheby's International Rea

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course, sir. However, as per protocol, you will

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cellent, sir. Sold. Congratulations on acquir

th sarcasm. I had just paid twice the va

Sam Miller and his clients had left

a complete a

had calmly accepted my re

all. The plaster cracked, bu

lds. Everything she has done for the past two weeks. Who she's seen, where she

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The Alpha's Rejected Mate Is A Secret Legend

Roseanautora Werewolf

“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."”