Rejected by My Fated Alpha

The next day, I packed my belongings and left the packhouse I had shared with Devon. The place had been mine long before we mated, purchased with my own earnings, and my name was the only one on the deed. I tossed the keys to a realtor, leaving the details to them. The price didn’t matter to me; I just wanted to close this chapter as quickly as possible.

I rented an apartment near the pack’s territory and began preparing for my plans to study abroad. I’d always intended to further my education overseas, but my mating bond and my responsibilities as a Delta warrior had delayed those dreams. Now, it was finally time to make them a reality. I still had one project to finish before I could move on completely.

While I was busy at work, Devon mind-linked me—a rare occurrence these days.

“Eileen, have you lost your mind?!” His voice echoed in my head, sharp and frantic.

“Why did you sell the packhouse?! How could you sell it without even telling me?!”

I sneered, though he couldn’t see it. “It’s my packhouse. I can sell it if I want. Do I need your permission, Alpha?”

“What do you mean, your packhouse?! It was our home! All our memories are there! How could you just sell it?”

I couldn’t help but mock him. “What memories? You mean the ones you made with Alaina Garcia in our home?”

There was a pause on his end before Devon’s tone softened, though it still carried the weight of his Alpha authority.

“Eileen, I know I messed up in the past and hurt you. But right now, I really need you. Can you come back to me?”

I replied calmly, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. “You have Alaina. You can look for her.”

“Eileen…” Devon’s voice rose again, his Alpha tone slipping into desperation.

“Do you really have to do this to me? I’m practically disabled now, what more do you want?”

I laughed coldly, the sound hollow even to my own ears. “I want nothing. Just leave me alone.”

His voice trembled on the other end, as if he were the one suffering.

“Eileen, I know I was wrong. I really know it now. Please don’t leave me, I’m begging you…”

In the past, hearing his sobs would have broken me. I never could stand to see him upset, but now there was no reaction from me at all.

“Devon,” I said, my tone aloof and final. “We are over. Take care of yourself.”

With that, I severed the mind-link and blocked him completely.

“Delta Eileen, are you okay?” My assistant, Reese, walked in with a steaming cup of coffee, noticing my pale face. They looked at me with concern.

“I’m fine, just a little tired,” I waved it off, taking the coffee and sipping it, the bitterness spreading through my mouth.

“You’ve been training for hours. You should take a break,” Reese said, their worry evident. “Maybe you should call it a day and finish the rest tomorrow.”

I shook my head. “No, I must finish this project soon.”

Completing the mission was crucial; only then could I truly leave everything behind and start anew.

Devon started appearing frequently outside my training grounds.

The first time I saw him, I told him coldly, “Alpha Devon, we are done. There’s no need to look for me anymore.”

Even disheveled, his Alpha aura still carried a commanding presence, though his face now held a pitiful look.

“Eileen, I know I was wrong. Please, give me another chance, for the sake of the time we were mated…”

I ignored his dramatic display and told the pack guards, “Please don’t let this man in again. Thank you.”

Thinking this would end Devon’s persistence was my mistake. I underestimated his determination. He became like a ghost, always finding ways to appear within my line of sight—at the training grounds, in the pack’s dining hall, even at my usual grocery store. I tried to avoid him like the plague, but he clung to me like a shadow I couldn’t shake off.

One night, after finishing a late patrol, I finally left the pack’s territory. The underground parking lot was eerily empty, just a few dim lights casting long shadows on the ground. As I approached my car, I suddenly felt a chill down my spine.

“Ah!” I gasped, spinning around abruptly.

Devon stood behind me, wearing nothing but a thin shirt, his face ghostly pale under the dim lights.

“What are you doing here?” I asked quietly, barely containing my annoyance.

Devon said nothing, stepping forward in an attempt to embrace me.

I instinctively stepped back, avoiding his touch.

“Eileen…” Devon’s voice cracked, large tears rolling down his cheeks.

“I know I was wrong. I really do. Please forgive me, will you? I can’t bear to lose you…”

“Where’s Alaina? Does she know you’re here?” I asked mockingly, sarcasm dripping from my voice.

“She…” Devon bit his lip, his sobs becoming softer.

“I... I have lingering health issues from that accident. Alaina... she hasn’t visited me for a long time…”

“So, what? She ditched you, and now you’re thinking of me?” My tone was icy, devoid of any emotion.

I looked at the man I once loved, feelings of mixed emotions swirling within me. Once, he was so confident and dazzling, now reduced to a wilting leaf, having lost all his former glory.

“I’m not a recycling bin; I don’t take back trash.”

“Eileen, I know you still have feelings for me, I know it…”

Devon said as he abruptly fell to his knees, clutching my leg tightly.

“Can we remate, please? Give me one more chance, I’ll make it up to you…”

I looked down at Devon, clutching my leg, my eyes as cold as ice.

I lifted my foot, kicking him away without hesitation.

“Devon, stop fooling yourself.” I looked down at him, my tone frigid.

“I don’t love filthy men, especially those who lie and cheat.”

With that, I opened my car door, got in, started the engine, and drove off without a backward glance.

In the rear-view mirror, I saw Devon still kneeling on the ground, his hands covering his face, shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

I didn’t know if he was crying or regretting, but it no longer mattered to me.

I slammed the accelerator, the car speeding away like an arrow shot from a bow.