"I, Lance Mane, the future Alpha of the Silver Creek Pack, reject you Maisie Walter as my Luna," I said and she nodded looking down as if she expected.

"You're a slave, the daughter of rogues, who killed a lot in our Pack, you don't deserve to be the Luna of the Pack, you don't deserve to be alive," I spat turning to leave.

***

Maisie was taken as a slave of the Silver Creek Pack after her parents were burnt alive as they are tagged as rogues by the Alpha. She was mistreated much more than other slaves of the Pack and suffered a lot from her mate, the next-in-line Alpha Lance. He rejected her and slept with women in her presence as a way of torture. 

Lance Mane was the future Alpha of the Silver Creek Pack, he hated his mate because his mate’s parents killed his mother. But he can not avoid falling in love with his enemy’s daughter. He hid his tender heart but tortured and rejected his mate.

Will Lance Mane’s hatred last or will he end up submitting to the mate bond?

Can Maisie Walter escape from torture and get the chance to revenge for her parents？

Read to find out.

The Alpha's Rejected Mate*

　　I paced my room, waiting for Raphael, it felt like he was taking forever.


　　I went outside and sat with the enforcer, and he smiled.


　　"Alpha Lance," The enforcer called and I turned to him.


　　"You're waiting for your friend?" He asked.


　　"Yeah, he was supposed to be here, I wonder what's wasting his time," I sighed looking at the gate.


　　"I'm sure he'll be here soon," The enforcer replied and I nodded.


　　I wondered if he got caught by my father's men, they were everywhere.


　　It was getting darker and we had to follow my father once he went out. I needed to know where he went to, he was doing his traveling today, and I wanted to know where he traveled to and what he was doing.


　　"I hope he is safe," I muttered tapping my legs on the floor, I stood up, the gate opened and I smiled when I saw Raphael, with his bag.


　　I frowned when I saw him with Raul and Aidan, "So that's why he wasted time," I mused.


CHAPTER 82 The Attack