Rejected Billionaire Alpha

The year 2021, Present Day.......... In the distance, the gloomy sky was rolling above her as she kneeled over the freshly dug wet dirt. The rain is pelting down in torrents, lashing against her back with ferocity. It’s bitterly cold outside, but that doesn’t seem to bother her as the pain in her heart appears to overpower all other emotions. It has only been a day since they arrive in Bunga. The rest of the refugees who boarded with Lockheed C130 Hercules plane came from the east of Azran. They fled since the communist group had taken control of their country and the government had abandoned its people, leaving them to fend for themselves in the face of overwhelming odds. Rachel and her sickly senior citizen mother were fortunate enough to take the military aircraft as the forces of neighboring countries withdrew their connections with Azrans. It all happened far too quickly. They were only eating their breakfast while watching the news on television, which was reporting on the t

Sighing, she pushed her hand to her jeans and was about to pull out her left-over coins when the shirt that the man was wearing began to tear off. Her eyes went wide, and her mouth hung ajar as his body started to swell, getting bigger and bigger, hairs growing all over him, turning into a coat of white fur. Limbs bent awkwardly until it stood in all fours, furry tail spurted out from his coccyx. Rachel was frozen in her place as she witnessed the man turn into a dog-like beast, a humungous beast resembling a wolf. ‘Werewolf? her mind wracked over the fantasy movies she had watched with her mother, especially those mythical creatures. ‘Was I dreaming? Do my eyes were playing tricks on me?’ Couldn’t believe what she just saw, a scream ought to rip from her throat, but she chokes in it and let out a pitchy squeak instead. She tried to cover her mouth with her hand, but it came too late and had the growling wolf already facing her, baring its fangs. As if the world stopped spinning,

The city of Bunga is suddenly teeming with life. The high skyscrapers above her enthralled Rachel, so she didn’t notice the middle-aged women coming her way. She was holding a tote bag full of groceries, with a piece of French bread protruding from it. She was so engrossed in her phone conversation that she didn't see her as well and accidently bumped into her shoulder. She almost drops the groceries, but Rachel has quick reflexes and catches the tote before its contents could roll down the road. “Hey, watch out!” She sneered at her. With wide eyes, Rachel bowed and apologized to the woman. “Sorry, sorry, sorry!” person with whom she was speaking on the phone. She even overheard some of their conversation as she walked past her. “There’s some dumb bitch who bump into me. Goodness, Robert! The sun is already out, and yet you are still in bed? How was Cassy?” Rachel frowns as she glances at the woman after being branded a bitch. She wanted to chase the woman down and make her apolo

Dylan wiped his palm over his face and heaved out a deep sigh. There’s still a lot of things that are needed to be done in his works. There were documents that needed to be signed, as well as proposals that required his attention. He took his phone from the desk and scrolled through the latest news for a while until eventually coming across one in which hundreds of refugees had arrived in their states seeking asylum after the war erupted in their home country. A recorded feed showed on the news, covering the people boarding on a military aircraft, but what draws his attention to the news broadcast was when the camera pans over a familiar woman who was following the stretcher and carrying a body bag on top of it, which he recognized from a previous encounter on the alley. She seemed to be crying. Her face was somewhat pixelated on the screen for being Zoomed in on the camera, but Dylan knew her. He skimmed the lines below the headlines. According to the report, an elderly woman died

Discovering her strengths and weaknesses, as well as her flaws, and coming to terms with who she is. “If there is anything else you want to know about her, please let me know.” Mr. Kahl prompted, taking him out of his bubble of thoughts about his beautiful mate. “No, that is all there is to it.” “Okay, bye—” Dylan clicks the end button of his phone and focuses his gaze on the road stretching ahead of him while his mind is consumed by his mate. She was well aware of who he was. She had seen him kill those men who assaulted her. She might have been terrified of him at first glance, but he never caught a glimpse of the rejection in her eyes. Dylan knew that she was also feeling the same way to him. The way her breath caught in her throat when she looked at him, and the way her heart raced wildly inside her chest when he drew her closer to him. The melodious drumbeat of her heart is like a song that has become stuck in his head, and he can't seem to get enough of listening to it. Des