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Rejected While Pregnant, I Rose As The Last Dragon Alpha

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I am Lucy Drakonia. Daughter of Alpha King Karon of Virelan. Born of ancient royal blood. Raised to inherit a throne of fire. Trained to command the Western host of the Dominion of Lykara. At least, that was the plan. Then I turned sixteen. And no wolf came. No gifts. A taboo for one born of royal blood. Overnight, I became an embarrassment. A curse. A defect whispered about in corridors and mocked behind my back. My pack tolerated me only as long as my bloodline remained useful. Still, I thought I would be fine. I had Doyle after all. My chosen mate. My first love. Gods, scratch that. I had a cheating bastard, who betrayed me in the meanest way possible. Worse, my unborn child was taken from me the same day. And before the blood on the floor had even dried, my own father cast me out. So really, I'm just Lucy Drakonia, the wolfless princess. The discarded heir. The girl the wolves rejected. Having no choice, I disappear into the human world and spend months building a quiet life far away from pack cruelty. However, the peace doesn’t last. On my nineteenth birthday, something strange awakens within me. Stranger creatures begin hunting me. The Supreme Alpha's cursed son walks into my life. And a mark sleeping beneath my skin reveals a truth no priest or king ever saw coming. Apparently, destiny doesn't belong to wolves alone. Now packs, kingdoms, and ancient forces are all coming for me—including the very people who once threw me away. Which is ironic, really. Because whatever stole my wolf all those years ago… was never meant to kneel. And neither was I. Not when I am the key to a power older than the Dominion of Lykara itself.
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The Names... RIYURA SHIKO! - 名前は…リユラ・シコ!

Some people perform joy so completely that nobody notices they’re drowning until the water is already over their head—and Riyura Shiko has turned that performance into an art form. Fifteen years old, purple-haired, red bow-tied, and explosively cheerful in the specific way of someone who learned early that being cheerful was safer than being honest, Riyura arrives at Jeremy High not as a normal transfer student—but as a walking thunderclap in a school uniform. Officially, he’s there for a “fresh start” after an incident involving pudding, a ferret, and one tragically heroic trampoline. Unofficially, he’s there because wherever Riyura goes, normality quietly packs its bags and leaves. Jeremy High is no ordinary school. Founded in 1876 under impossible circumstances—three suicidal teenagers, letters from a descendant who wouldn’t exist for a century, and a foundation built as much on suffering as it is on survival—it attracts the broken, the chaotic, and the unexplainable. Riyura fits in immediately… and completely disrupts everything anyway. From shouting greetings at trees to challenging athletes to dribble pineapples, from staging lunchtime operas about dumplings to turning every hallway into a stage, he floods the school with a kind of absurd, relentless energy that feels almost supernatural on its own. But beneath the chaos is something quieter. Something fragile. Because Riyura isn’t just trying to be seen—he’s trying not to disappear. Over the next four years, what unfolds is everything. Not just the ridiculous, high-energy nonsense of flying fruit and social disasters, but corruption networks, government conspiracies, psychic abilities tied to Edo-period bloodlines, time manipulation, preserved souls, and a brother who dies… and comes back? Government agents become allies. Truths unravel. The very sanctuary that saved them reveals the cost of its existence. And still—beneath all of that—the people matter most. Yakamira, sharp and analytical, alive against all odds. Miyaka, opening her pencil case every morning as an act of quiet defiance. Subarashī, scars catching the light as he declares himself to the world. Jisatsu, holding steady, fourteen months without a crisis. Pan, baking at 4 AM not because he has to—but because he chooses to. None of them are whole. All of them are trying. And together, they form something stubborn and unbreakable: a family built not from perfection, but from the refusal to let each other drown alone. Then comes graduation. Osaka. Cherry University. Cherry blossom seasons that feel too soft for everything they’ve survived. And the slow, difficult realization that surviving and living are entirely different skills. And many more characters in the main stage at that as per-usual. Riyura Shiko isn’t just the loudest person in the room. He’s the one most afraid of silence. His absurdity isn’t there to make you laugh—it’s there to overwhelm you, to push past the limits of what “normal” even means, to prove that being alive isn’t about fitting in, but about refusing to disappear. The humor isn’t clean, or even traditionally funny—it’s chaotic, excessive, and sometimes deliberately irritating. Because this story doesn’t aim to be funny. It aims to feel. Loudly. Uncomfortably. Honestly. This is the complete story of Riyura Shiko. From a teenager hiding behind a crooked bow tie and a perfectly rehearsed smile… to someone who slowly, painfully learns what genuine laughter actually feels like. From impossible walls to open skies. It costs something. It leaves something behind. Neither cancels the other out. THE NAMES… RIYURA SHIKO! - RATED MA26+. Still here. That’s always been enough. Because this series has the worst humor you could ever wish for. >;)
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