Pack Reject: The Lost White Wolf Princess

ELIANA

[Everything's arranged, young lady. The Royal Pack is waiting for you. Please finish your business with the RedFang Pack as soon as possible.] Mrs. Lana spoke, sweet and calm. 

[Tell father, I'll be there soon. I just need to take care of the trash I've been cherishing for twenty years.]

Somerland was a place owned by nine packs, each with a strong Alpha. But they all bowed to the authority of the Lycan King, Benjamin Caster. He had his own pack, the royal pack, but he ruled the entire Somerland, including the other packs. He was my birth father.

[I'm sending you the royal guards. They'll escort you back safely.]

[Thank you, Mrs. Lana]

As the call ended, I looked at myself in the mirror, a long, blue dress clung to my body.

It was a miracle I was still alive. Ten days ago, I had been standing at death's doorstep. 

The man I had loved for ten years, the man I had been engaged to, humiliated me on a date I had planned for him. Then, without a trace of concern, he threw me out of his car in the middle of a storm, leaving me alone on a deserted road. 

Vulnerable in the heavy rain, I was attacked by a group of rogues. became a target.

I barely survived. 

Knock, Knock.

A maid entered. “Miss. Eliana. Everyone is waiting for you downstairs.” 

“Let's go. The show is about to begin.” A tight smile glinted on my lips.

The large doors opened as I entered the grand hall that was celebrating the auspicious Blue Moon Ceremony. 

“Eliana, you're right on time,” Elder Daniel said, pointing his palm towards the place next to Jaxon King. He was dressed in a white suit, brown hair and amber eyes. The man I had foolishly loved for years. My chosen mate. The heir to the SilverClaw Pack.

Whispers stirred around me.

“Her wolf is a brown mutt. I can't believe Jaxon is sealing the bond with her.”

“Jaxon deserves better.”

“She's a disgrace to the Aylestone family. Everyone in the RedFang Pack has a powerful wolf, especially the Alpha family. Being the Alpha's daughter, she is a stain.”

“If not for the engagement arranged by the elders between the packs for stability, Jaxon would've never married someone like her.”

“True. She's obsessed with Jaxon. A brown mutt like her should know her real place.”

Every voice mocked me. 

Fools. My wolf was no brown mutt. When I was struggling against those rogues, my wolf, a brown mutt, temporarily transformed into a white wolf, and killed each of them alone. She was giant, powerful, and rare. 

I couldn't believe myself. But she disappeared, not fully awakened yet.

I heard that some rare wolves will conceal themselves for safety.

“We shall start the ceremony now,” Elder Daniel announced in his heavy voice. Inhaling a soft breath, I held my chin high and slowly closed the space between Jaxon and I.

Ceremony? I was here to remove every hazard from my life.

"The Blue Moon shines down upon us," proclaimed the senior-most Elder, his voice reverberating off the empty chamber. "Advance yourselves, Jaxon of SilverClaw, and Eliana of RedFang, for the blessing of your union.

Just then, Marcus arrived. My so-called father.

He looked like he was ready to kill someone, twisted in anger. Next to him was a slight figure, shivering in a coat. Chloe. 

“Stop this ceremony!” He roared.

“She isn't my real daughter!” His words hit the crowd like a storm.

After Jaxon left me for dead, I decided to end our engagement. That very night, after returning home in blood, I went to my father's study to discuss it, but before I could enter, I overheard him speaking on the phone.

What I heard shattered my world.

I wasn't his biological daughter. I had been switched at birth. He planned to reveal the truth during the Blue Moon Ceremony, bring his true bloodline home, and cast me out as if I had never belonged there at all.

For years, I suffered in this family, mocked by everyone for having a brown mutt. 

Rather than wait to be cast aside, I chose to cut ties on my own terms. I hired a detective and assigned him the job to investigate the birth switch case from twenty years ago. Thanks to his information, I found my roots.

Two days ago, we ran a blood lineage test, and it proved that I was the Lycan King's daughter. The royal, Lycan blood. A rare, white wolf was the symbol of Lycan's identity.

“She's my true mate,” Jaxon whispered, his amber eyes softened. He stared at Chloe, taking a step closer, and left my side.

The tug of a destined mate bond forced him towards her, and he didn't even fight it.

The old Eliana would've been broken… But I didn't care. He lost me when he abandoned me. My gaze shifted. I noticed the look on Chloe's face. Her cheeks were flushed, burning red.

“What’s going on here, Alpha Marcus?” The elders questioned him.

"The girl in front of the Moon Goddess is an impostor!" Marcus threw a white paper at me. The lineage test result.

Murmurs spread like wildfire.

Marcus walked over to me, his body trembling with rage. "We ran a blood lineage test for the pack registry. Eliana does not contain a solitary tiny bit of RedFang blood! She's a fake who stole twenty years of my actual daughter Chloe's affluent existence.”

I didn't even know when he stole a drop of my blood. Probably when he broke a glass and asked me to pick up the shattered pieces.

Grandpa Rodrick, Marcus's father, made his way towards me holding his black cane, the sound of it against the marble echoing through the white walls. His eyes narrowed at me in downright hatred. "No surprise her wolf's nothing but a brown mutt, while the rest of our bloodline produces silver wolves. She looks nothing like Marcus and Jasmine.”

He smiled. “Chloe has the same brown hair as Marcus. She's indeed our blood.”

Marcus gritted his teeth. “I’ve always suspected this brown mutt. Just to ease my mind, I ordered my beta to find my real daughter.”

“What happened wasn't my fault. The hospital was caught on fire. Children were misplaced. Some ended up with families. Some died. And some were dragged to an orphanage.” My voice was calm and my posture composed.

“I was just a newborn.”

“You…” Marcus's eyes darkened.

Luna Jasmine ran over to Chloe. “Oh my Goddess! It's you. My real blood.”

A tight smile glinted on my lips. Real daughter? If only she knew… Chloe was Marcus's illegitimate daughter, born from an omega maid. Their real daughter died in that fire. My detective told me everything.

“A few days ago, someone tried to attack Chloe in the orphanage. And I found this bracelet at the crime scene.” Marcus showed the green jade band that he gave me after turning eighteen. An Aylestone family's heirloom.

Did he plan this?

“Tell me Eliana… Did you already know that you weren't my real daughter? You must've found out about Chloe and tried to kill her. You don't deserve a place here.”

I looked at Marcus then at the trembling Chloe. A soft, bitter chuckle slipped free of my lips.

“What's so funny!?” Rodrick growled.

"My bracelet was stolen. I won't take the false blame of an attempted murder. Shall we go to the Wolves' court and let the judge decide?”

Marcus tensed up. 

Going to the Wolves' court meant… His lie about his illegitimate daughter could be exposed. 

“Enough, Eliana!” Jaxon groaned angrily. “You're doing all of this to marry me, right? Let me be clear… I never loved you. I was forced to take you as my mate. Now that your true identity is exposed, I'm relieved.”

“Tonight, in front of anyone, I'll reject…”

“Save your breath, Jaxon,” I spat.

“What!?” He flinched.

“Yes, I loved you. I loved you more than anything. But not anymore.”

The crowd was stunned.

Nobody expected me to let go of the bond so easily. They knew Jaxon was my whole world. Even he himself couldn't believe it.

“Let's end this bond once and for all.”

“I, Eliana, reject Jaxon King from the SilverClaw Pack, in front of the whole pack.”  Every memory of the past flashed in my head when he turned away from me, letting my wolf suffer.

Jaxon coughed, clutching his chest as the rejection bond snapped, spewing a rush of blood. Chaos broke out in the crowd... An Alpha heir who had been rejected was a shameful disgrace like no other.

I stepped into his space, gazing down my nose at his shocked face. "I wonder whether a pathetic coward like you could even get your hands on the throne, let alone inherit it.”

Every Alpha heir needs Alpha King's permission to sit on the throne. Jaxon had no idea what was coming his way.

"You're an arrogant bitch!" Jaxon hissed, blood filled his eyes as his wolf roared.

“Show this mutt her place.” Marcus mumbled.

Driven by uncontrollable fury, Jaxon charged at me, hand sharpening into a deadly talon claw, ready to shear right down my Adam's apple.

Before he could even touch a single strand on my head, the large doors were forced open with a thud that rattled the walls. More than fifty guards in black uniform barged inside, surrounding the hall.

“They're the Lycan King's guards!” Someone from the crowd shouted. 

“Why are they here?”