Elara Veyne

"Ahh!" She writhed in a haze of moans, her body trembling with conflicting sensations. She loathed this man, yet every fiber of her being reacted to his touch. As his hands began to roam along her waist, she sucked in a sharp breath—the sudden pull of her back zipper sent a shiver down her spine. The metal slider halted at the small of her back, and as it opened, her upper back and waist were exposed, baring her skin to the cool air. "D-Don’t—mmph!" Her protest was smothered by the pillow as his fingers caressed her bare spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. With a deep, angry growl, he whispered harshly in her ear, "I'll make you forget every touch, every kiss, every thing about him. From now on, when you're with another man, you'll only see me."

Elara Vance was a withdrawn omega, often overlooked in the Silver Moon Pack for her quiet demeanor and unassuming appearance. But beneath her thick glasses lay a hidden crush on Rhys Knight, the pack's future Alpha and a notorious campus playboy. Rhys scoffed at mate bonds, treating relationships as disposable—until Elara's eighteenth birthday, when he publicly rejected her, turning her into the butt of every joke.

Now, Elara returns transformed—glasses discarded, her hair styled sleek and confident—and Rhys can't take his eyes off her. What if her blood holds a sacred heritage chosen by the Moon Goddess? What if the "humiliation" was part of a larger scheme? And when Rhys, the alpha who once dismissed her, kneels before her new love interest, Liam Thorne, begging for a second chance, who will claim victory in this battle of pride and passion?

Rejected by My Alpha Mate

"You need to move on, Elara," Seraphina said, linking her arm through mine as we walked across the campus quad. The afternoon sun bathed everything in a golden glow that contrasted with my mood. "Rhys Knight is toxic. After everything he's done to you..."


I sighed, pushing my glasses up my nose. "I know."


"Liam, on the other hand," Seraphina continued, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, "is practically perfect. He's smart, handsome, athletic—and he clearly cares about you."


Debra nodded enthusiastically on my other side. "Plus, did you see how he stood up to Rhys yesterday? That takes serious guts."


I couldn't deny that. The memory of Liam standing beside me during my confrontation with Rhys was still fresh in my mind. The way he'd placed himself protectively near me, challenging the future Alpha of Silver Moon Pack... it was brave. Stupid, maybe, but brave.


"Liam is a good guy," I admitted reluctantly. "But I don't think—"


Reckless Instincts and a Secret Revealed