Rejected By The Alpha, Desired By The Immortal King
Merryn
The night Araya was born, the Moon refused her. Marked as wolfless, mocked and forgotten, she grew up as prey in her own pack. Even her fated mate broke the bond with a smirk and left her bleeding at the border — for rogues to finish.
But they forgot one thing:
Ash remembers.
And so does the throne buried beneath it.
The forest did not devour her. It bowed.
The flame did not die. It waited.
Until, in the silence between heartbeats, something older than gods whispered:
“She is not blessed. Sh...
But they forgot one thing:
Ash remembers.
And so does the throne buried beneath it.
The forest did not devour her. It bowed.
The flame did not die. It waited.
Until, in the silence between heartbeats, something older than gods whispered:
“She is not blessed. Sh...