Maricar has built a new life after her husband, Dominic, walked away. But when fate forces her back into his world after a devastating accident, she's forced to confront the past she's tried to forget. Can she find closure, or will she be drawn back into a life she left behind?

IIHighest rank no: 3II What are the repercussions of a rejection? 1. Getting numb 2. Failing to care about anyone else and 3. Genocide(yes just kill off everyone and get it done with.) At least to me, these are the solutions and they are absolute. Incomparable. Yeah, being an unwanted mate and a disowned daughter can do things to someone. Especially when said mate is the alpha king himself. In other words, unavoidable. So what happens when the world we know today is run by electronic chips embedded in your body? What happens when rogues are no longer a threat but something far worse. Or when for the first time a werewolf joins the vampire army to kill her own kind? With a hidden gift on its way, the odds just turned in my favor too. How about seeing everything in the villain's perspective for a change? Afterall, they are the one everyone hates, isn't it? This is my story. This is me fighting for the chances that ended before it even started. And it will go through some pretty 'different' (putting it mildly) stuff before you see the end of it. This is not a cliche story. Yes, rejection is there. But the story starts with rejection. Please give it a chance. I promise it won't disappoint.

After an Alpha has given up looking for their mate, and they need a Luna to help run the pack, they will organise an event known as The Whipping. Female volunteers from packs around the country will put themselves forward if they wish to be in the chance of becoming a Luna. These she-wolves would be whipped in front of all the packs, again and again until their backs were red raw and blood covered. The last female remaining would be given the title of Luna as the Alpha would only want the strongest wolf to help run his pack. Most wolves gave up and quit as they couldn't take the pain, but some head-strong females would go until they were no longer breathing. It was an ugly tradition, from years ago. I had never heard of one happening in this day and age...until that day... Until I met him... On the day of The Whipping...

If you don't laugh, drag yourself here and come laugh. Contains Nigerian X Ghanaian jokes. #AfricaLaughs Update: twice a week Book cover by nedoperepil

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