Rejected by My Fated Alpha

Alaina stepped forward at that moment, gently placing her hand on Devon’s arm. “Alpha Devon, please, don’t be upset,” she murmured softly, her voice dripping with false concern. “Luna Eileen is just overwhelmed right now. She’ll come around once she cools off.” Her eyes met mine, and I could see it—pity laced with triumph.

“Luna Eileen,” she continued, her tone patronizing, “I know this is difficult for you, but try to see things from Alpha Devon’s perspective. He’s only trying to be compassionate. As an Alpha, he can’t bear seeing anyone in pain, especially not someone from his pack. After all the years you two have been mated, surely that counts for more than the brief time he and I have reconnected.”

“Enough!” I snapped, my wolf growling faintly in the back of my mind, urging me to act. I lunged forward, grabbing Alaina by the collar and slapped her hard across the face.

The sharp sound echoed through the room as she stumbled back, her hand flying to her cheek. Blood trickled from the corner of her lip, and she let out a soft gasp, her eyes wide with shock.

“Eileen!” Devon’s voice thundered, laced with the alpha tone that made my knees weaken despite my anger. He stepped between us, shielding Alaina with his broad frame, his muscular build towering over me. “Don’t you dare hit her!”

He shoved me back, the force of it sending me stumbling until I collided with the coffee table. My wolf whimpered, a faint echo in my mind, but I clenched my fists, refusing to show weakness.

“Alpha Devon, you…” I pointed at him, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and betrayal. Words failed me as I watched him cradle Alaina protectively, his hands gentle as he wiped the blood from her lips.

“Are you okay, Alaina?” he asked, his voice soft, filled with concern. “Does it hurt?”

Alaina shook her head, her gaze tender as she looked up at him. “I’m fine, Alpha Devon. Please, don’t worry about me.” Then her eyes flicked to mine, and I saw it—the taunting triumph that made my stomach churn.

Watching them was like witnessing a cruel parody of the mate bond I thought we had. This was pointless. Our bond had long lost its meaning.

Suppressing the turmoil in my heart, I spoke coldly, “Alpha Devon, just sign the rejection papers. I’ll let you two have each other.”

His jaw tightened, and for a moment, I thought he might refuse. But then he grabbed the pen, his hand trembling with resentment as he scrawled his name across the rejection agreement. The paper tore slightly under the force of his pen, as though it were a physical representation of the bond he was severing.

“I, Devon, Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack, reject you, Eileen, as my mate,” he declared, his voice cold and final. The words cut through me like a blade, the mate bond burning in my chest as it began to unravel.

I felt my wolf whimper, a faint, desperate sound in my mind, but I pushed it down. Expressionless, I collected the documents and turned to leave.

“Eileen, you’ll regret this!” Devon’s voice rang out behind me, sharp and filled with anger, but I didn’t look back.

I descended the stairs, my stomach churning, the wound from my recent appendectomy burning with intensifying pain. My vision blurred, and I steadied myself against the wall, my wolf growling faintly in protest.

Regret? What was there to regret?

I had given everything to this bond, only for it to end as a farce.

Stumbling down the stairs, I hailed a cab and directed it to the pack’s legal office. Once there, I summoned the strength to finalize the rejection. As of today, Devon and I were officially severed.

Exiting the office, dusk had settled in, and the streetlights cast long, dim shadows. My phone rang suddenly, an unknown number flashing on the screen.

“Hello?”

“Is this Luna Eileen? I’m a healer from the pack infirmary. Alpha Devon is here, he…”

The urgency in the healer’s voice made my heart sink. “What happened to Alpha Devon?”

“He’s been in a car accident, and his condition is serious. We need you to come to the infirmary.”

It felt as if lightning had struck me, my mind going blank. A car accident? Devon was in a car accident?

Without further thought, driven by instinct, I rushed to the infirmary. In the corridor, I saw Alaina. She sat disheveled on a bench, head down, her hands covering her face, shoulders trembling slightly.

I approached her, grabbing her arm in a fierce grip. “What happened? How could there be an accident?”

Alaina looked up, her face full of confusion and fear. She opened her mouth but hesitated to speak.

Just then, the door to the infirmary opened, and Healer Woods emerged, removing his gloves wearily. “Who’s the family member?”

I rushed forward, grabbing the healer’s hand. “It’s me. How is Alpha Devon?”

The healer sighed. “He’s stable for now, but his condition isn’t good.” Then, with a hint of reproach, he added, “Young wolves shouldn’t get distracted while driving! You can’t be doing such things behind the wheel!”

My mind exploded, the healer’s words echoing over and over. I didn’t need details; I already knew.

In that instant, my heart was utterly crushed. I walked mechanically out of the infirmary doors, my spirit completely broken.