You stood outside Alpha Nikolai’s chambers, your heart pounding with a fierce desperation clawing at your chest. You carried his bloodline—his unborn children. Yet the pack’s laws were ruthless, and you knew what rejection meant for a female werewolf. Still, you had to confront him. You had no choice.

Peering through the narrow crack of the door, your blood ran cold.

There, like a dark sovereign enthroned, sat Nikolai, his heavy hands resting possessively at the small of your sister Annalise’s back as she straddled his lap. A venomous smile curled Annalise’s lips.

“So,” Annalise purred, voice laced with cruel satisfaction, “in three years, you never once loved her?”

Nikolai’s gaze was colder than a wolf’s midnight howl. His voice was a low growl, sharp and merciless. “Not once. I should have expelled her from this pack long ago.”

His words tore through you like claws sinking deep into your heart. The sting of betrayal cut deeper than any wound.

You staggered backward, breath catching in your throat—unable to endure the truth.

Your parents awaited you in the shadows of the grand hall. Their eyes, once warm and full of hope, were now ice-cold as they regarded you. Beside them stood Annalise, poised and proud—the Luna they had chosen. Worthy. Obedient. Untarnished.

Your mother, Sarah, spoke with a chilling finality. “You understand what rejection means for a female werewolf.”

Your father, Luke, met your gaze with grim resolve. “You are vulnerable now, carrying what you are. If the Alpha rejects you, the bond shatters—and your life will fade.”

There was no mention of love or mercy. Only the unforgiving law of the pack.

“Annalise will lead,” they declared. “She will keep the pack strong.”

You longed to scream, to resist, but all you could do was bow your head and swallow the poison.

The following night, beneath the cold gaze of the full moon and the watchful eyes of the pack, the Rejection Ceremony was held.

Alpha Nikolai Blackmore’s voice cut through the night like a blade. “I, Alpha Nikolai Blackmore, hereby reject you as my mate and Luna.”

The mate bond tore apart inside you with a sound like a wounded beast’s shriek. Your body trembled as agony radiated through every nerve.

With a voice cracked and hollow, you forced the final words. “I, the former Luna of the Dark Hollow Falls Pack, accept your rejection.”

The world slipped away as darkness claimed you. His merciless eyes were the last thing you saw—empty, devoid of the fire that once burned for you.

Four months passed in shadowed silence.

You vanished.

But Nikolai did not forget.

His rage simmered like a predator’s hunger—cold, calculated, and relentless. Does she truly think she can forget me so easily? The thought gnawed at him, sharper than any fang.

Beta Jai’s sudden arrival shattered his brooding. “Nik, you need to see this,” Jai said, voice heavy and grave.

He handed over the file. Nikolai’s eyes ripped through the pages, the words branding themselves into his soul.

POSITIVE PREGNANCY RESULT Pregnant. Twins. High-risk.

Fury twisted his mouth into a grim snarl. “She carries my blood… my heirs.” His voice dropped to a fierce growl, thick with possession. “No one will take them from me.”

The cold command of the Alpha thundered through the room. “Deploy the trackers. Every wolf, every shadow within this pack—find her.”

His words were law. Savage and final. “She is mine. And they are mine. Bring her back. Or bring me their heads.”