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Elara Vance was a withdrawn omega, often overlooked in the Silver Moon Pack for her quiet demeanor and unassuming appearance.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

I left Rhys's room with my heart pounding against my ribs. Despite my confident words, seeing him again had shaken me more than I cared to admit. The raw pain in his eyes when I claimed to be Orion's Luna haunted me, though I knew he deserved every bit of the agony he was feeling.


The canteen was nearly empty when I arrived. I grabbed a coffee and sank into a corner seat, letting the steam warm my face as memories washed over me.


Four years ago, I'd been broken beyond repair. After fleeing the Silver Moon Pack, I'd wandered for days, delirious with pain from the rejected mate bond and the car accident. I still remembered the rain pelting my skin as I collapsed on the outskirts of Storm Crest territory.


Orion found me himself—a strange omega girl half-dead on his lands. He could have killed me as an intruder. Instead, he carried me to his home and called his pack doctor.


Unveiled Pasts and a Rival's Claim