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

How could I not understand Yarin's intentions? Putting everything else aside, he had risked his life for me several times. Of course, I wasn't narcissistic enough to think that all his motives were mine. However, if I were to ignore this child's passionate feelings with a clear conscience because of this, then I would be too heartless.

I liked Yarin very much. No one would dislike this sincere, brave, intelligent, and kind child.

However, it was all platonic. My emotions and morals did not allow me to have romantic thoughts about an underage child. Not to mention that I was also underage. There was an insurmountable age suppression between sixteen and twelve years old. Wasn't the essence of adults seducing underage children the use of age to surpass the young and do things that violated morality and law in the name of love?

I wouldn't do that or start something that shouldn't have started.

The Taste of Luck