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My Alpha Mate Rejected Me: He says I'm a Misfit

Author: Nathan Donald

Chapter 1 MEET TALIA

Word Count: 1445 | Released on: 11/01/2025

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A wolfless, overweight w

is voice clear enough for everyone to hear. Whispers rise from the crowd almost immediately, s

o one questions him. Not wh

ow much it hurts. I won't

ce. "Well, Bran, I guess the Moon Goddess has a sense of humor after all," I

hispers started. No one expects me to

glow of his wolf showing through. A warning

old my

ut I cut him off before he can continue. He is going to r

e you can find to get out of this. After all, you can't ha

Speaking to the Alpha like this is not just bold-it's wr

see something shift in his eyes-uncertainty, maybe even

er if he f

't matter. "This conversation is

rmal rejection. No ce

. I won't give him or anyone else the chance to see me break.

tight. Then I turn and walk away, each step steady, ev

****

(My life be

y to shift-having a wolf, in short. In the Moonlight Pack, it means even mo

ase, it's t

my weight sits in my hips, thighs, and stomach. It makes me feel heavier, more not

ength and ability place you somewhere on an i

he b

way people look at me. The way they talk around me. The way I

nds me that I don't fit in. Most wolves keep their appearance sharp, clean, and con

ce how flawless everyone else seems to look. I have rounded cheeks and a soft jawline

. Power. That's w

n thin golden lines. I blink slowly and adjust to the light as my

head and going back to sleep. Sleep is easier. No whis

t stay her

ys feels heavy in the morning, like it takes extra effort just to mo

nort. "Good morning, beautiful," I mutter, my

r my weight. I pause for a second, then shake my head

thing makes

akf

like it agrees with me. That small, sim

e kitchen. My kitchen. Not a shared space. Not the large pack d

ere before.

trusted members close by. Others fill the outer space. An

prefe

ave to think ab

it's j

t much, but enough. A small smile forms on my face an

y quietly to myself. "Maybe with

udge how much I eat

process is familiar. Cracking eggs, mixing batter

g I can

uiet kitchen. I pour the batter and watch it spread,

of satisfaction. I flip them carefully, making sure the

ts of flour on it, but I don't care. No one important is her

is my

thoughts don't s

he looks. The whispers. The laugh

not at the bottom. Here in the Moonlight pack, they claim every wolf is equal, no Omegas who are used as slaves like in s

Talia," I say under my breath

esn't wor

ts come ba

hey move with confidence. The way everything about the

a body that never quite fits their stan

myself. Not

kes it harder than it should be. Here, your place matters. Your strength m

cked high on a plate. I add butter and watch

's sweet. Warm. Simple. For a

thought

l they s

rks about

about how

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My Alpha Mate Rejected Me: He says I'm a Misfit

Nathan Donald Werewolf

“"No, this is a mistake! A wolfless, overweight werewolf can't be my mate." His words hit me hard. Alpha Bran of the Moonlight Pack doesn't even hesitate as he says it, his voice clear enough for everyone to hear. Whispers rise from the crowd almost immediately, spreading fast like wildfire. Disbelief. Judgment. Some don't even bother to lower their voices. No one tries to stop him. No one questions him. Not when it's their Alpha speaking. But I won't let them see how much it hurts. I won't give him that satisfaction. I square my shoulders and force a smile that feels like it might crack my face. "Well, Bran, I guess the Moon Goddess has a sense of humor after all," I say, ignoring the pain running through me. "Too bad she didn't give you one." Silence falls just as quickly as the whispers started. No one expects me to talk back. Not to him. Not to the Alpha. Bran's eyes turn red with anger, the faint glow of his wolf showing through. A warning. A reminder of who he is and who I am not. But I hold my ground. "Talia," he starts, his tone lower now, more dangerous, but I cut him off before he can continue. He is going to reject me anyway. There's no point letting him drag it out. "Don't worry, Bran," I say. "I'm sure there's some loophole you can find to get out of this. After all, you can't have someone like me ruining your perfect reputation, right?" A few gasps echo from the crowd. Wolves shift uneasily. Speaking to the Alpha like this is not just bold-it's wrong in every way the pack believes in. But I don't stop. The air feels tight, heavy with tension. For a moment, I see something shift in his eyes-uncertainty, maybe even conflict. The bond is there. I can feel it pulling at me. And I wonder if he feels it too. He turns away from me like I don't matter. "This conversation is over, Talia. You should leave." Just like that. No formal rejection. Just dismissal. It feels like something inside me cracks, but I don't show it. I won't give him or anyone else the chance to see me break. Not here. Not in front of wolves who already see me as less. I nod, keeping my head high, even though my chest feels tight. Then I turn and walk away, each step steady, even when it feels like I might fall apart at any second. Talia, a wolfless wolf in her pack has been a mocking object in her Pack just because she's fat, wolfless and eats like a glutton. Her situation turned worse when the Moon Goddess decided to give her Alpha Bran, their Pack 's Alpha as a mate. He rejected her on the spot. What would be Talia's fate after the rejection? Let's see.”