Rejected at the Altar: Mated to the Lycan King Novel – “Where is the groom?” The mating ceremony bell had rung three times. The sacred ceremony lawn was filled with guests, yet my Alpha mate, Lucas, was nowhere to be seen. Just as the pack elders began whispering and the crowd stirred with unease, he emerged at last—dressed in a groomsman’s suit, a pale green boutonniere pinned to his chest, leading Violet by the hand.
She wore a strapless white dress, and together they walked slowly into the ceremonial ground like a couple approaching their wedding vows. They walked slowly into the ceremonial space like a couple about to be wed. The air froze. Lucas’s groomsmen turned pale and rushed to pull him aside. “Alpha, had you lost your mind? This is your mating ceremony with Nora! It’s bad enough you’re late, but why would you bring her here?” Lucas furrowed his brows, but his voice was disturbingly calm. “Violet’s memory stopped at that day in high school, when we kissed.
She thinks we’ve been together all these years… I couldn’t just leave her to face this alone.” Violet stood beside him, blinking innocently like a lost girl, fiddling nervously with her fingers. But my eyes immediately locked onto her hand—she was wearing my wedding ring. Lucas walked toward me, still holding Violet’s hand gently in his, his voice soft as he looked at me. “Nora, congratulations on your wedding.” The silence was deafening.
I stared at him, my voice trembling uncontrollably as I tried to swallow pain rising inside me. “You’re congratulating me on my wedding? Today was supposed to be ours—” “Nora!” He suddenly stopped me sharply, a flicker of panic flashing in his eyes. His gaze darted to Violet, checking if she’d noticed, before snapping back to me with a glare so fierce it carried something I’d never seen before: warning and disgust. I stood frozen.
The same Alpha who once held me and swore, “Even if I lose control on a full moon, I’d never harm a single hair on your head”—now looked at me with hostility? Back then, I couldn’t sleep for days after hearing about an Alpha who accidentally injured his mate during heat. He’d pulled me into his arms and whispered, “Nora, if I ever stop being gentle with you, I would go punish myself.” And now? He thought I was being dramatic. Unreasonable. “You can get it…can’t you?” he said in a low voice, as if he were pleading, but it felt more like a command.
I looked up at him and said nothing. Just when the corners of his mouth lifted, thinking I had accepted it, I took a step forward. I yanked my hand from his and walked straight to Violet, holding out my palm. “Violet, I’m sorry, but the ring on your finger is my wedding ring. Please return it to me.” Violet froze. Seconds later, she burst into tears. She wept with a wounded fawn’s fragility and looked pitifully at Lucas. “Lucas…wasn’t this the keepsake you gave me to remember our love? How could it be her wedding ring? Did you lie to me?” Lucas was thrown into chaos.
He rushed to wipe her tears, comforting her in a soft, aching tone. “Don’t cry, Violet…please, don’t cry.” I stood there, watching my Alpha mate soothe another woman in front of everyone, while I, as his supposed bride, became the one everyone saw as the intruder. People around us began whispering. “Violet’s always been the princess of our pack. Before Lucas found out Nora was his mate, everyone thought Violet would be our future Luna…” “Yeah, and now that Violet’s lost her memory, Nora took her place and still acts so aggressive…” Suddenly, one of Lucas’s friends stepped forward to smooth things over.
“My bad! I mixed them up! I was holding the wedding ring today, and it got mixed in with the gift Lucas prepared for Violet…just a mistake!” Violet sneered and pulled a face before taking the ring off and tossing it aside. “I don’t want someone else’s wedding ring anyway.” The ring rolled a few times on the