Rejected and Reclaimed-Mated to the Alpha KingChapter 1
Eighteenth birthdays aren’t supposed to be a shitshow. But in my case, it was.
“Give a round of applause to my little princess, everyone!” Everybody in the pack looked up at me with smiles and awe as soon as my father brought me to his little stage.
“Happy eighteenth birthday, Fiona!” Every single one of them hurled their birthday greetings to me. I should feel happy. I should feel thankful.
But deep down, I still feel lost. I feel like some pig to be slaughtered for festivities.
“Smile,” my father, Alpha Talon of the Nightshade Pack, ordered. I did it right away.
My father never smiled at me throughout the night. Not even once. These are all just a part of his duty as an Alpha. He's just compelled to do all of this. He never did anything with a heart when it concerned me.
He may sound gentle to everyone else, but he was never gentle to me.