The Alpha Prince rejected Mate

The Scent leads me to the football field, specifically to the front of someone i recognize. Is David Kessler my Mate?No way, no how, no how...His beautiful blue eyes widen as he looks at me. Though his eyes soften slightly, his surprise remains visible. His wandering gaze as it traverses my form conveys confusion to me.My wolf howls, urging me to pounce on him, but unlike her, I recognize that now is not the time.He gives an odd smile and shakes his head."The moon goddess must be playing a joke," he finally says, chuckling slightly. "Huh?" I foolishly inquire.Of course, I get what he's saying."What's your name?" He asks, Rachel Adams," I sayFor a brief moment, he furrows his brow and thinks. "Adams? "Once again, "I need someone who is strong and has a lot of connections," he says. "Someone like Laura," I say quietly, but he hears me. "Exactly. Laura and I are also in a relationship. "I have no idea what sick joke the goddess is playing by choosing you as my mate, but I'm no

"This is your room," david mom said as she opened the door in front of us, revealing a lovely space. It was spotless and well-organized. I followed her lead and entered. To be honest, I liked the room. It was the largest room I'd ever seen, but I couldn't fully appreciate it. The realization that David was also living under this roof sapped all of my happiness. If the alpha hadn't threatened to harm my family, I wouldn't be here.Two guards came in and carried my belongings to the floor. They bowed to Luna before departing."Adams..." david mom started to say something, but I quickly corrected her, "It's Rachel.""Rachel, I understand this isn't how you expected to spend your eighteenth birthday," she continued, "but please know that I'm doing this for you as well.""I don't know who you are, but I sense something in you." Don't underestimate yourself. A weakling would never be paired with a future alpha, according to the goddess. It makes no difference why you're here; what matters is

I was been woke by Mrs William who smiled weakly and stood up, extending her hand to help me up as well."Thank you for understanding, Rachel," she said softly. "I know it's difficult, but let's go downstairs and face whatever awaits us."Taking a deep breath, I took her hand and allowed her to guide me downstairs. The house felt eerily quiet as we descended, the weight of the recent rejection still heavy on my shoulders. As we reached the living room, I noticed two unfamiliar figures standing in the center of the room. One was a tall, imposing man with silver hair and piercing blue eyes—the Alpha. Beside him stood a woman with gentle features, her aura radiating warmth and compassion—the Luna.The Alpha turned his attention towards me, his gaze steady and assessing. "Rachel Adams," he said in a deep, commanding voice. "I have come here today to discuss an important matter with you."I stood there, feeling small and insignificant under his intense gaze. My heart raced, unsure of what t

I found solace in the embrace of nature, seeking refuge in the tranquility of a beautifully manicured garden. Surrounded by vibrant blossoms and the gentle melody of chirping birds, I sat on a weathered wooden bench, allowing my thoughts to drift back to my old life, where pain and laughter were woven together like an intricate tapestry.The modern world buzzed around me, oblivious to the thoughts that swirled within. People hurried by, consumed by their own lives and their dreams. But at this moment, I yearned to reflect on the fragments of my past, to unravel the layers of my journey, and to discover the essence of who I had become.Memories, both bitter and sweet, flooded my mind. The ache of loss, the longing for belonging, the transient moments of joy—all are intertwined in the tapestry of my existence. It was a life marked by resilience and determination, where laughter became a shield to mask the unseen wounds.In the distance, the wind whispered through the leaves, as if urgin

While I strolled through the bustling streets, a vibrant energy enveloped me. People hurried past, lost in their worlds, their conversations blending into a symphony of voices. It was as if the city itself whispered its secrets to those who were willing to listen.I found myself drawn to a small café tucked away in a quiet corner. The scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, inviting me in. I stepped inside, the bell above the door chiming softly.Behind the counter stood a barista, a friendly smile lighting up her face. "Welcome! What can I get for you today?"I returned the smile, feeling the warmth of her presence. "A cappuccino, please. And maybe a slice of that delicious-looking cake."She nodded and started preparing my order. As she worked, I struck up a conversation. "So, how long have you been working here?""Oh, it's been a few years now," she replied, her hands expertly maneuvering the coffee machine. "I love this place. It's like a little oasis in the heart o