Pregnant with the Alpha's Heir,I Reject Him for the Lycan King — Novel

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In a world where loyalty is a double-edged sword, Seraphina Blackthorn stands on the precipice of a choice that could shatter her family’s legacy. After two lifetimes of heartbreak tied to the Alpha Commander Fenris Vargr, she has finally found the courage to sever their bond. But as whispers of her rejection ripple through Aurelia, the stakes rise. Can she truly escape the shadow of a man who once claimed her heart—and her destiny?

With her younger sister Briar at her side, Seraphina seeks refuge from the chaos of pack politics and the allure of a life spent in Fenris’s shadow. Yet, the scent of betrayal lingers in the air, and the memories of past loves haunt her every step. As the crowd rejoices in Fenris's return, she grapples with an unsettling truth: can she forge a new path without succumbing to the weight of her history?

With the Lycan King looming on the horizon and the fragmented ties of family pulling her in opposing directions, Seraphina must navigate a treacherous landscape of power, desire, and vengeance. Will she reclaim her life, or will the ghosts of her past claim her once more?

Pregnant with the Alpha's Heir,I Reject Him for the Lycan KingChapter 1

I had lived two lives.

In both, I followed Fenris Vargr into the quiet territories beyond the Dominion's reach after he stepped down from the Crimson Fang, living peacefully in a small den at the edge of the world, wanting nothing.

And in both, his adopted sister clawed her way into the Moonhold Citadel and dragged us down with her. Our territory was seized. Our pack, annihilated to the last pup.

It always started the same way. She would kneel outside our cabin in the frost, sobbing that the Alpha Supreme had cast her aside, that he'd chosen another wolf as his Luna.

Fenris would set down his axe and sigh. "You know I can't stand watching you cry."

Then he'd pull his dust-covered battle pelt from the chest and follow her back to Aurelia.

It took dying twice for me to understand.

All that talk of sibling devotion.

Every word of it was a lie.

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Fenris Vargr was returning to Aurelia in triumph, and every unmated she-wolf in the territory had rushed to the gates to welcome him home.

I was the only one walking the other way.

My little sister Briar Ashgrove tugged at my sleeve. "Seraphina, aren't we going to meet him?"