My sister, the pack’s beloved future Luna, was dying of kidney failure.
Axel, the Supreme Alpha and the man I had secretly loved my entire life, used his Alpha Command to force the pen into my trembling hand.
“Sign the papers, Jana,” he growled, his eyes glowing with a predatory red light. “Stop being selfish. Kyleigh needs a transplant, and you are the only match.”
I tried to beg. I tried to tell him that I couldn’t survive the surgery.
I tried to tell him that I had already secretly donated a kidney to our father five years ago—a sacrifice my sister had claimed credit for.
But Axel threw a stack of falsified medical scans in my face.
“Stop lying to save your own skin,” he spat. “You are a useless, Wolfless Omega. This is your only chance to be of value to this pack.”
He didn’t know that Kyleigh had been poisoning me with Wolfsbane for a decade to suppress my inner White Wolf.
He didn’t know that the anesthesia wouldn’t work on my poisoned body.
I felt every inch of the silver scalpel as they cut me open to harvest my only remaining kidney.
I died on that table, listening to the man I loved call me dramatic.
But death was not the end. My spirit floated above the chaos, watching as the surgeon’s face turned pale with horror.
“She only had one!” the doctor screamed, holding up the blackened organ. “Alpha, look at the old scars! We just killed her!”
Only after my heart stopped did the scent-masking drugs fade.
Axel fell to his knees in the blood-soaked room, finally smelling the scent of rain and pine he had been searching for his whole life.
He realized he had just butchered his true mate to save a liar.
“Jana?” he howled, clawing at his chest.
But I was already gone.
The Alpha’s Regret: The White Wolf He Rejected Chapter 1
Jana POV:
The smell hit me before the door even opened.
It was the scent of pine forests drenched in heavy rain, a smell that used to make my inner wolf curl up in delight. Now, it only brought ‘a cold, paralyzing dread.’
The heavy oak door of the isolation ward slammed open. Axel Donaldson stood there. He was the Supreme Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, a man whose shoulders were broad enough to carry the weight of our entire territory. His eyes, usually the color of a stormy sea, were glowing with a faint, predatory red light.
He was angry.
“Sign the papers, Jana,” he said. His voice was low, vibrating deep in his chest.
I sat on the edge of the hospital bed. My hands were shaking. I tried to hide them under the thin white sheet. The air in the room felt heavy, charged with his dominance.
“Axel, I can’t,” I whispered. My throat felt like I had swallowed broken glass. “You don’t understand. My body… it can’t take it.”
He took two steps forward. The space between us vanished. He threw a stack of documents onto the bedside table. They slid across the surface, stopping right next to a vase of wilted flowers that no one had bothered to change.
“Kyleigh is dying,” Axel growled. “Her wolf core has ruptured. She needs a transplant of Life Essence immediately. You are her twin. You are the only match.”
In our world, kidneys are not just organs for filtering blood. They are the storage vessels for a werewolf’s Vital Essence. They hold the energy that allows us to shift from human to wolf. We have two, but we need at least one to survive. If a wolf loses both, their soul has nowhere to anchor. They don’t just die; they vanish. They cannot return to the Moon Goddess.
“I know she needs it,” I said, tears pricking my eyes. “But Axel, listen to me. I don’t have enough Essence left. If I give her one, I will die.”
“Stop lying!” he shouted. The sound was like a thunderclap in the small room. “You are an Omega. You are useless to the pack. You have never even shifted! You sit in your room while your sister, the future Luna, works herself to exhaustion for this family. This is your chance to finally do something of value.”
He didn’t know. How could he? Kyleigh had made sure of that.
For ten years, my sister had been slipping Wolfsbane into my food. It is a poison to our kind. It suppressed my wolf, kept me weak, and made everyone believe I was “Wolfless”-a defect.
“Five years ago,” I tried to speak faster, desperate to make him hear me. “When Dad had that accident at the construction site. He needed a transplant. Axel, I gave him my left kidney. I only have one left!”
Axel froze for a second. His expression didn’t soften; it hardened into disgust.
“Kyleigh gave that kidney to your father,” he said coldly. “She has the scar to prove it. I saw it myself. ‘We have the medical files, Jana. I reviewed the scans this morning. Two healthy kidneys. Stop making up stories to save your own skin.'”
“No,” I shook my head, panic rising in my chest. “‘Those scans are fake! That was a plastic surgery scar on her!’ Mine is real. Please, ‘just look at my side’-“
“Enough!”
The air in the room suddenly became solid. It pressed down on my shoulders, heavier than lead.
“I, Axel Donaldson, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, command you.”
My body betrayed me. It was the Alpha’s Command. It is an absolute law written into our biology. When an Alpha gives a direct order using his authority, a lower-ranking wolf physically cannot resist.
My spine stiffened. My mouth snapped shut. My hands moved out from under the sheets against my will.
“Pick up the pen,” he ordered.
My fingers wrapped around the cold metal of the pen. I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw it at him. But my hand moved robotically to the paper.
“Sign it.”
I looked up at him one last time. I searched his eyes for the boy who had once pulled me out of a frozen lake when we were children. The boy who had wrapped his coat around me and promised to protect me.
But that boy was gone. In his place was a man drugged by my sister’s potions, a man whose nose was tricked into thinking Kyleigh was his Fated Mate. He couldn’t smell the sickness on me. He couldn’t smell the truth.
The door opened again. My parents, Fred and Joyce, walked in. They were high-ranking members of the pack, dressed in expensive silk and leather.
“Is it done?” my mother asked. She didn’t look at me. She looked at the papers.
“She is stalling,” Axel said, crossing his arms.
“Jana,” my father said, his voice full of disappointment. “Don’t be selfish. Your sister is in pain. She is going to be the Luna. She is the White Wolf of prophecy. What are you?”
I wanted to tell him. ‘I am the White Wolf. I am the one who saved your life, Dad.’
But the Alpha’s Command had locked my tongue. I could only do what I was told.
“If you do this,” my father added, adjusting his tie, “we will build you a small cottage on the edge of the territory. You can live there in peace. You won’t be a burden to us anymore.”
A cottage. That was the price of my life.
I looked out the window. The full moon was rising, huge and silver in the night sky. It was beautiful. It was the face of the Goddess who had abandoned me.
I pressed the pen to the paper.
‘I reject this life,’ I thought. ‘I reject this pain.’
I signed my name.
Axel snatched the papers away before the ink was even dry. He didn’t say thank you. He didn’t look back. He turned and marched out of the room, my parents trailing behind him like eager puppies.
I was alone again. The scent of pine and rain lingered, mocking me. I touched my side, where my only remaining kidney struggled to filter the poison in my blood.
Tonight, I would save my sister. And tonight, the Alpha would kill his true mate.
- HOT NOVEL: He Deposed Me For His Mate, Now I’m Bound To Two Hot Lycan Brothers! by Queen Muliana’s Pen
The Alpha’s Regret: The White Wolf He Rejected Chapter 2
Jana POV:
The next morning, the hospital staff didn’t bring me breakfast. They brought me a drafting table.
I was weak. My skin was the color of old paper, and dark circles bruised the skin under my eyes. But Axel had returned.
“Kyleigh is awake,” he said. He stood by the door, refusing to come closer, as if my uselessness was contagious. “But she is too weak to hold a pencil. The deadline for the Northern Defense Wall is tomorrow. She needs to finish the blueprints.”
He placed a heavy roll of paper on the table.
“You want me to draw it?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
“I want you to be her hands,” Axel corrected. “She will tell you what to do via Mind-Link. You will draw exactly what she says.”
I looked at the blank paper. Architecture was the only thing I had left. It was the only thing Kyleigh couldn’t fake. She didn’t know the difference between a load-bearing wall and a decorative column.
‘Start with the main gate,’ Kyleigh’s voice slithered into my head. It was the Mind-Link, the telepathic connection shared by all pack members. Her mental voice sounded sickeningly sweet. ‘And don’t make it look like your trash, Jana. Make it look like mine.’
I picked up the charcoal pencil. My hand trembled, but as soon as the tip touched the paper, instinct took over. I began to sketch.
I drew the reinforced arches that would withstand a Rogue attack. I drew the hidden tunnels for emergency evacuations. I poured my soul into the graphite lines.
Hours passed. Axel watched me. For a moment, just a fleeting moment, I saw a spark of admiration in his eyes as he watched the complex structure emerge on the paper.
“It’s brilliant,” he murmured, stepping closer. “Kyleigh’s vision is… extraordinary.”
My heart cracked.
“This is my design, Axel,” I said softly. I couldn’t help myself. “Look at the shading style. Look at the rune placement. I’ve been drawing this since I was twelve.”
Axel’s face darkened. “Do not try to take credit for your sister’s genius. You are just the tool she is using.”
My mother, Joyce, bustled into the room then, carrying a bowl of soup. She walked right past me and placed it on the side table, presumably for Axel.
“Is it finished?” she asked. “The Elders are waiting. They want to see the future Luna’s contribution to the pack’s safety.”
“Almost,” Axel said. He picked up the drawing. “It is perfect. The pack will be safe for generations.”
He looked at the drawing with such love, such pride. But that love was directed at a ghost, a lie.
‘Good job, little sister,’ Kyleigh’s voice echoed in my head. ‘Now, destroy the evidence.’
I froze.
‘Do it,’ she commanded mentally. ‘Go to your attic. Burn your sketchbooks. Burn those little awards you won online under a fake name. If Axel finds out you can actually draw, he might get suspicious. We can’t have that before the surgery, can we?’
I looked at Axel. He was rolling up the blueprints, talking to my mother about the wedding ceremony.
I stood up. My legs felt like jelly. I walked out of the room, and neither of them stopped me.
I climbed the stairs to the attic of the Pack House, where they let me sleep. It was a dusty, cramped space. Stacks of sketchbooks lined the walls-my life’s work. My dreams of building a home where I was loved.
I grabbed a metal trash can. I threw the books in. My hands were shaking so hard I could barely strike the match.
The flame caught the edge of a page. It was a drawing of Axel I had made three years ago, sleeping under a tree. The fire curled the paper, turning his face into ash.
I coughed. It started as a tickle in my throat, then exploded into a violent spasm. I doubled over, clutching my chest. When I pulled my hand away from my mouth, my palm was covered in thick, black blood.
It was the sign of a dying wolf. My body was shutting down.
Suddenly, the attic door burst open. Axel stood there, my parents behind him. He held the blueprint I had just drawn.
“What did you do?” he roared.
I wiped the blood on my jeans, hiding it. “What?”
“The calculations on the west wall!” He threw the paper at my feet. “They are wrong. If we built this, the wall would collapse on our own warriors!”
“That’s impossible,” I gasped. “I checked them twice.”
“Kyleigh says you changed her numbers,” my father spat. “She says she felt you altering the design through the Link. You tried to sabotage her!”
“No!” I cried. “She doesn’t know the math! She must have read the runes wrong when she checked it!”
“Silence!” Axel used the Alpha Voice again.
I fell to my knees. The impact sent a shockwave of pain through my failing kidneys.
“You are jealous,” Axel said, his voice dripping with venom. “You are petty and cruel. You would endanger the whole pack just to spite your sister.”
He looked at the burning trash can, at the ashes of my work.
“Burning the evidence of your incompetence?” he sneered.
He didn’t see the art. He didn’t see the love. He only saw what he wanted to see.
“Get her out of my sight,” Axel ordered the guards who had appeared behind him. “Take her to the prep room. The surgery is in two hours.”
Two guards grabbed my arms. They dragged me down the stairs. I didn’t fight. My wolf was silent. She had already given up.
The Alpha’s Regret: The White Wolf He Rejected Chapter 3
Jana POV:
They didn’t take me to a normal hospital room. They took me to the Pack Meeting Hall.
It was a vast room with high ceilings and banners of the Silver Moon Pack hanging from the walls. But now, it was set up like a studio. Cameras were set up on tripods. Bright lights blinded me.
Kyleigh sat in a wheelchair in the center of the room. She was wearing a pale blue hospital gown that made her look fragile and angelic. Her face was perfectly made up to look pale but beautiful.
“Put her there,” Kyleigh said, pointing to the floor beside her wheelchair.
The guards threw me down. I hit the polished wood hard. My hip slammed against the floor, and I bit my tongue to keep from screaming.
“What is this?” I asked, looking around.
“A confession,” Kyleigh said. She smiled, but her eyes were dead cold. “The pack needs to know the truth about the sabotage. We are going live in one minute.”
Axel stood behind Kyleigh’s chair, his hand resting protectively on her shoulder. He looked like a statue of judgment.
“You will admit to your crimes,” Axel said. “You will tell the pack that you tried to ruin the Defense Wall because you were jealous of the future Luna.”
“I won’t lie,” I said, my voice trembling.
Axel leaned down. His lips brushed my ear, but there was no intimacy in it. “If you don’t, I will declare you a Rogue right now. I will banish you. You will die alone in the woods, hunted by vampires and strays. Is that how you want to end? Or do you want to save your sister and at least die with a name?”
It was a cruel bargain. To die as a Rogue meant my soul would be lost forever, unconnected to the pack lands. To die as a pack member meant I could find peace with the Moon Goddess.
“One minute!” a tech guy shouted.
“Kneel,” Axel commanded. The Alpha Voice slammed into me again.
I scrambled to my knees. I felt small. I felt dirty.
“Action!”
Kyleigh’s face instantly transformed. She looked into the camera with tears welling in her eyes.
“My dear pack members,” she said, her voice trembling perfectly. “I come to you with a heavy heart. Today, we found a flaw in the new wall designs. A flaw that could have killed us.”
She looked down at me. The camera zoomed in on my face. I knew I looked like a monster-messy hair, dirty clothes, sullen eyes.
“My sister, Jana,” Kyleigh continued, “has something to say.”
Axel nudged me with his boot. A silent threat.
I looked into the black lens of the camera. I saw my reflection. I saw a girl who had lost everything.
“I…” My voice cracked. “I admit it.”
“Louder,” Axel growled.
“I admit it!” I shouted, tears finally spilling over. “I changed the numbers. I wanted to ruin the design. I was jealous. I am… I am a fake.”
I could see the comments scrolling on the screen set up to the side.
‘Traitor!’
‘She should be executed!’
‘Why does the Alpha even keep her around?’
‘Waste of space.’
Every word was a knife.
“Thank you for your honesty, sister,” Kyleigh said. She reached out and patted my head, like one would pet a dog. “I forgive you. The pack forgives you. And now, you will do the right thing and help me heal, won’t you?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
‘Suddenly, Kyleigh gasped. Her hand flew to her chest, her back arching off the wheelchair.’
‘”Axel!” she screamed, blood spraying from her mouth onto the polished floor. “It burns! My core… it’s breaking!”‘
‘The monitors hooked up to her portable unit began to wail. Her skin turned a terrifying shade of gray instantly.’
‘”Cut the feed!” Axel roared, catching her as she slumped forward.’
‘”She’s crashing!” a medic shouted, rushing in. “Her Essence levels are zero. If we don’t operate now, she’s gone in ten minutes!”‘
‘Kyleigh looked at me, her eyes wide with genuine terror for the first time. “Take it,” she gurgled, pointing a shaking finger at me. “Take her kidney now!”‘
‘Axel turned to the guards. His eyes were pure panic.’
‘”Get Jana to the OR,” he bellowed. “Forget the prep. Forget the scans. Just cut her open and get that organ!”‘
‘I closed my eyes. Deep inside me, I felt a shift. It wasn’t physical. It was spiritual.’
My inner wolf, the white wolf that had been suppressed for so long, let out a long, mournful howl. It was a sound of absolute despair.
And then, silence.
She was gone. My wolf had retreated into the deepest darkness of my soul. She had severed her connection to the world to spare herself the pain.
I was truly Wolfless now.
“Take her!” Axel screamed again.
The guards hauled me up. I was a ragdoll. I didn’t look at Axel. I didn’t look at my parents. I just stared at the floor, counting the steps to my execution.