Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

270 The Cub

Selma Payne’s POV:

In fact, the result had already given a hint.

The connection between Maxine and me had been cut off. No matter how much I called out to her in my heart, she couldn’t hear me.

In theory, this was impossible. Wolves and werewolves were natural partners. Unless we lost our wolf forever, our connection was stronger than a mind link. However, the reality was that Maxine and I had already become independent individuals.

If this was also the doing of the independent consciousness that might exist in my soul, then she was a loner. Not only did she not like to communicate with others, but she also drove her roommates away.

We tried to transform back, but no matter how hard we tried, I was able to shift back to my human form, while Maxine was still existing as a wolf cub.

What should I do? I was going to lose my wolf!

“Correction, there’s no loss.” Maxine said, “Our connection still exists. It’s just that we can’t communicate clearly anymore. I can vaguely sense some of your thoughts, especially when you’re particularly emotional, like just now.”

From the looks of it, my connection with Maxine wasn’t cut off, but it was weakened for some unknown reason.

Why?

Looking at the fist-sized wolf cub, a thought suddenly popped into my mind.

“Could it be because you’re not fully developed? Your body is still that of a newborn wolf, and your body may not have fully developed yet. This also causes your brain to be unable to process information as it used to. After all, you were using my body before. An adult’s body can’t be compared to a baby’s!”

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it made sense. Maxine also agreed.

“Anyway, let’s wait a few months and see if our relationship will change after you grow up.”

Just as our thoughts ran wild, a few heads popped out of the lounge’s window.

“Baby, you’re so beautiful!”

My mother gasped in amazement, and then people walked out of the lounge and surrounded me, asking about my well-being.

Obviously, everyone had noticed the problem that I had encountered after I transformed into my wolf. No one could give any advice on the man-wolf separation.

It was better to say that this had never happened in the history of werewolves, and there was no precedent for reference.

After half a day of discussion, no conclusion could be reached. Tracy and Master Mary felt they could only observe for a long time. If it were confirmed that there was no harm to the body, it would be safer to let it go or find a solution.

As for Maxine, this cute little wolf cub quickly gained my mother’s love and attention, stealing all of her attention away from me. She even ordered people to build a separate ‘little wolf paradise’ in my room for Maxine.

“You know that she can only be petite and cute for another four months before she can crush the wooden ladder into a pile of firewood, right?” I was a little embarrassed. “And how am I supposed to explain her existence to the public? The separation of the wolf and the human must be kept a secret from the outside world.”

My mother was hugging Maxine and could not let go. She did not even lift her head as she said, “I’ll get someone to build a bigger place for her when the time comes. As for her identity, we can just announce her as a pet. Compared to the royal family that keeps lions and tigers, it’s not a big deal for the werewolf Princess to keep a wolf.”

“... perhaps you still remember that I am Maxine and that Maxine is me? It’s too strange to keep yourself as a pet.”

My mother simply didn’t answer. She was busy playing with the wolf cub like a baby and ignored me.

And Maxine had the nerve just to accept it! ‘Don’t think people will forget that you have a complete adult mind just because you hide in your cute little shell!’

My father touched my smooth hair and held back his laughter. “Do you know how much your mother wants to make up for not being able to take care of you? Alright, Helena, my dear, be more reserved. Everyone’s watching.”

The process of transforming back to my human form took up much of my time. I was worried that something had gone wrong with the transformation. However, Tracy consoled me by saying that it was normal. Even the werewolves’ first shift was as unskilled as mine. Once they get used to it, their efficiency would naturally increase.

No one had any doubts about my wings because my followers all had them. As the person who ‘created’ them, it was not surprising that I also had a pair of wings.

After the human, it was the wolf’s turn. Everyone transformed into their wolves to share their experiences with me. Of course, as they spoke, their attention unconsciously shifted to Maxine. This was especially true for Irene. She was indeed my mother’s wolf. Her love for Maxine was overflowing, and she even subconsciously wanted to lick her fur.

Of course, I wouldn’t be jealous of Maxine. In fact, I finally joined the army of wolf ‘pets’. It was just that the young Maxine was too cute, and I was her, and she was me. So what was wrong with liking me?

This was not narcissism, definitely not.

All in all, I successfully transformed and gained a new ‘sister’.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that the treatment that Maxine received was ten times that of mine. From my parents to the servants who cleaned the room, everyone treated the wolf cub great.