Mountain Springs

“I, Benson Walton, reject you, Selma Payne, from being my future Luna and mate.

“If you’re sensible, you’ll find a quiet place to die on your own, instead of tarnishing our people’s glory.

“You’re just an ugly toad. Stay in the mud quietly, and don’t burden our pack.” 

On Benson’s nineteenth birthday, he found out that we were destined mates. But I didn’t expect that he would rather endure great pain than accept me. Every word he said smashed directly into my heart, and the pain made me tremble uncontrollably.

I learned I wasn’t my parents’ biological child when I was sixteen. Although they thought of me as an angel that a stork had given them, it didn’t change the fact that I was a weak, little human. 

I was just a soft egg who would fall over with a poke, a loser who couldn’t even see the road without help from the moonlight. My existence brought shame to my parents, and to my pack!

Perhaps I should have died in the woods from the start. With that thought in mind, I decided to return them a pure and unblemished pack tonight.

So, I jumped off a cliff and thought I would die. I never imagined I would be saved, and my true identity turned out to be the Lycan King’s only daughter who had been lost eighteen years ago. I was also heir to the throne!

That surprised me a lot. I was actually a werewolf? But… Why was I so weak? Was this all just a mistake?

To become a qualified heir, I concealed my identity and received training. However, could that frivolous instructor who was in charge of training me really help me awaken my wolf, or was he simply taking advantage of me?

As I grew stronger and became a public figure, others attacked and plotted against me many times. Did they have anything to do with those who kidnapped me all those years ago?

I have to catch them! I’ll protect my family, and my lover!


Alpha’s Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

With the cooperation of many parties, Aldrich recovered very quickly. In just a month, he was able to start receiving some simple training.

To avoid exposure to the outside world, Aldrich had to train the muscles worn out on the hospital bed as soon as possible. That was why I was acting as his temporary instructor.

It was a wonderful feeling. When I first met Aldrich, he was the teacher in training me, but now everything was reversed.

His deep sleep caused the sharpness and power that he was so proud of to deteriorate. After being caught by me multiple times for his fatal flaws, Aldrich couldn't help but feel a little dejected.

"It feels like a hundred years have passed." He wiped his sweat-drenched hair and looked lonely. "My joints are as slow as gears that haven't been lubricated for a hundred years. They creak with every slight movement."

Sparring