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Story: The Rejected Alpha
I let out a cold laugh and walked away from the wreckage; it appeared that it was time to bring out the big guns.
The moonflowers glowed softly under the full moon, and it was once our favourite date spot.
After 15 years, this place, our sacred haven, remained as beautiful and dreamlike as if we were suspended on the moon.
Maverick walked through the flowers with Stella by his side; her belly had grown and was now a burden on her body.
After an hour, her steps slowed significantly, and she continued to hold her belly with her hand.
“No more waiting.” “Go in now,” I ordered. “Be careful not to hurt the pregnant one.”
I directed a few rogues from the forest; for the right price, they were willing to help me recreate history–that attack all those years ago was the tipping point that cemented our status.
“Alpha Maverick! You dare to take our territory? Today, you will pay for it!”
Several tall Rogues transformed into wolves as they charged forward.
Maverick shielded Stella behind him, transforming into a wolf and struggling to fight.
Is that your Luna behind you? Boys, get the she-wolf first!”
Maverick’s eyes became dazed as he heard the familiar lines, as if he was trying to remember something.
In the early days of our pack, we were constantly attacked by rival wolf packs, and Maverick had grown accustomed to pain as a child, having been bullied and ostracised.
He became dizzy as a result of blood loss and exhaustion after being overwhelmed and outnumbered.
He just needed to wait a little longer, and someone would come to save him. But who?
A blurry figure appeared in Maverick’s mind–who was it?
“Do not hurt him!”I shouted.
I dashed towards him, just as one of the Rogues raised a claw behind him, ready to deliver a fatal blow.
Maverick stared blankly at me as he ran unwaveringly towards him.
Stella shoved Maverick from behind just as I was about to shield him from the blow, and she took advantage of the opportunity to flee.
The wolf’s claw landed on his head, and blood began to flow.
In that moment, he recognised the wolf from his memories–the one who had always protected him and pulled him out of hellfire.
“It’s you, Violet,” he muttered.
The Rogues were stunned and circled the unconscious Maverick on the ground, speaking in trembling voices.
“I only hit him because you told us to attack; how could I have known she’d push him into it?”It’s fine,” I said, waving my hand coldly and distributing the money.
Maverick’s head was still bleeding, but thanks to an Alpha’s powerful healing ability, the wound had begun to close, and he awoke quickly.
While touching his head wound, Maverick grabbed my hand and said, “I remember now-you were the one who shielded me from the fatal blow during that attack.”
I froze at his words: “You’ve regained your memory?””I asked.
“No, not everything-just this attack.”
He lowered his head and gently stroked my hand. “Let’s take Asher to explore Bright Forest tomorrow,” he said.
Bright Forest had no large, dangerous animals and was known as a safe place for families to explore.
When I got back home, I asked Asher for his opinion.
Asher had always longed for his father’s attention, and when he learnt Maverick was taking him on an outing, he couldn’t contain his excitement.
“That’s wonderful, Mom! I want to go!”He exclaimed, and his hopeful expression made it impossible for me to say no.”
The moonflowers glowed softly under the full moon, and it was once our favourite date spot.
After 15 years, this place, our sacred haven, remained as beautiful and dreamlike as if we were suspended on the moon.
Maverick walked through the flowers with Stella by his side; her belly had grown and was now a burden on her body.
After an hour, her steps slowed significantly, and she continued to hold her belly with her hand.
“No more waiting.” “Go in now,” I ordered. “Be careful not to hurt the pregnant one.”
I directed a few rogues from the forest; for the right price, they were willing to help me recreate history–that attack all those years ago was the tipping point that cemented our status.
“Alpha Maverick! You dare to take our territory? Today, you will pay for it!”
Several tall Rogues transformed into wolves as they charged forward.
Maverick shielded Stella behind him, transforming into a wolf and struggling to fight.
Is that your Luna behind you? Boys, get the she-wolf first!”
Maverick’s eyes became dazed as he heard the familiar lines, as if he was trying to remember something.
In the early days of our pack, we were constantly attacked by rival wolf packs, and Maverick had grown accustomed to pain as a child, having been bullied and ostracised.
He became dizzy as a result of blood loss and exhaustion after being overwhelmed and outnumbered.
He just needed to wait a little longer, and someone would come to save him. But who?
A blurry figure appeared in Maverick’s mind–who was it?
“Do not hurt him!”I shouted.
I dashed towards him, just as one of the Rogues raised a claw behind him, ready to deliver a fatal blow.
Maverick stared blankly at me as he ran unwaveringly towards him.
Stella shoved Maverick from behind just as I was about to shield him from the blow, and she took advantage of the opportunity to flee.
The wolf’s claw landed on his head, and blood began to flow.
In that moment, he recognised the wolf from his memories–the one who had always protected him and pulled him out of hellfire.
“It’s you, Violet,” he muttered.
The Rogues were stunned and circled the unconscious Maverick on the ground, speaking in trembling voices.
“I only hit him because you told us to attack; how could I have known she’d push him into it?”It’s fine,” I said, waving my hand coldly and distributing the money.
Maverick’s head was still bleeding, but thanks to an Alpha’s powerful healing ability, the wound had begun to close, and he awoke quickly.
While touching his head wound, Maverick grabbed my hand and said, “I remember now-you were the one who shielded me from the fatal blow during that attack.”
I froze at his words: “You’ve regained your memory?””I asked.
“No, not everything-just this attack.”
He lowered his head and gently stroked my hand. “Let’s take Asher to explore Bright Forest tomorrow,” he said.
Bright Forest had no large, dangerous animals and was known as a safe place for families to explore.
When I got back home, I asked Asher for his opinion.
Asher had always longed for his father’s attention, and when he learnt Maverick was taking him on an outing, he couldn’t contain his excitement.
“That’s wonderful, Mom! I want to go!”He exclaimed, and his hopeful expression made it impossible for me to say no.”