Rejected by My Fated Alpha

Remy’s grip was firm, his Alpha aura pressing down on me as he pulled me back. "Luisa, just go have a quick word with Alessandra, then you can leave." His voice carried that commanding tone that made it hard to resist, even for someone as strong-willed as me.

I tried to shake him off, but his strength—his dominance—was overwhelming. He pulled me back into the private room, where Alessandra stood, her presence as graceful as ever. She was the future Luna of the Moonstone Pack, and it showed in the way she carried herself, her inner wolf’s elegance radiating from her.

"Alessandra, I brought Luisa back. She wasn’t feeling well earlier and wants to apologize," Remy said, his voice softening slightly when he addressed her.

Alessandra smiled, her cheeks slightly flushed. "It’s alright, Luisa. If you’re not feeling well, you should rest." Her tone was kind, but there was a hint of something else—something I couldn’t quite place.

Remy nudged my shoulder gently, leaning in to whisper urgently, "Come on, say something." His breath brushed against my ear, and I felt my wolf stir uneasily in the back of my mind. She didn’t like this—this pressure, this forced apology.

My thoughts were a tangled mess, and his insistent prodding only irritated me more. I pinched him sharply, my nails digging into his skin just enough to make him release me, then turned and walked out.

"Luisa!" Remy called after me, his voice carrying that Alpha authority that made my steps falter for a moment.

With a hint of tears in her voice, Alessandra asked, "Remy, does Luisa dislike me?" Her voice was soft, vulnerable, and I could hear the hurt in it.

It seemed like Remy said something to comfort her, his tone gentle and reassuring. Then he caught up with me and grabbed my arm again, sounding a bit frustrated now. "Luisa, Alessandra finally agreed to be with me. Why are you being like this?"

He frowned, his Alpha aura flaring as he looked at me, his expression upset. "Come back and apologize to Alessandra."

"It’s just a university admission, is it worth all this fuss?" I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended.

I stopped and looked at him, my gaze steady despite the weight of his dominance. He hesitated, and I asked, "If I apologize, will you let me go?"

He didn’t respond, so I went over to Alessandra, gave a slight nod, and said, "I wasn’t feeling well tonight and missed what you said. I’m sorry. Congratulations to you both. Goodbye."

Returning to Remy, I asked without expression, "Are we done here?"

His demeanor softened a bit, as if realizing something was off, and he spoke gently, "Can I take you home? I’ll have someone keep Alessandra company. You seem..."

"No need," I interrupted, my voice firm. I didn’t want his pity—or his guilt. I just wanted to be done with this.

Suddenly, the whole situation seemed less dire. Remy and Alessandra’s bond was theirs to navigate, and I had my own path to follow. At least the university agreed to waive all tuition fees and offered me a $10,000 scholarship annually. This lesson was one I wouldn’t forget. My wolf growled softly in agreement, her voice a quiet reminder that I didn’t need to stay where I wasn’t wanted.

I turned and walked away, my steps steady despite the ache in my chest. The Moonstone Pack might have been my home, but it wasn’t my future. That much was clear.