Layla, an omega wolf, is rejected by her mate, Alpha Aiden. Aiden is engaged to Zara, the chosen future Luna for the pack. Zara begins to systematically oppress and isolate the omegas, after noticing the slight exchange between Aiden and Layla. Aiden, while rejecting their bond, secretly tries to protect Layla, but his actions places Layla in danger. With the help of Beta James, Layla attempts to move on after the rejection but Aiden refuses to allow her move on. "You are mine Layle! You are mine!!"
View MoreOver the next few days, I tried to settle back into my normal life.James and I grew closer, finding solace in each other’s company despite the unspoken fear of Zara’s looming influence and Aiden’s lingering presence.The pack felt tense, as if everyone was on edge, waiting for something to tip the scales.But just when I thought things might finally settle, an unexpected visitor arrived at the packhouse, The Alpha King, the one who had a longstanding alliance with ours.I first saw him during a training session. He was tall, with a rugged face and sharp, calculating eyes that scanned the grounds as if assessing everything at once.When his gaze landed on me, something about the way he stared made my skin prickle with unease.Later that evening, I heard whispers circulating among the other pack members about his arrival.Apparently, he was here to discuss territory negotiations, something that hadn’t been an issue before now.Tensions were high in the pack, and rumors about a rogue up
The following days were both torturous and confusing.I tried to keep my distance from Aiden, tried to ignore the bond that flared up every time we were near each other. But he was always there, pushing me, testing me, as if he wanted to prove something I couldn’t quite understand.He would show up at the training grounds when I was there, his gaze tracking my every movement.He’d linger nearby during meals, his presence impossible to ignore.It felt like he was trying to remind me of everything I was fighting against, and yet, I couldn’t deny the pull I felt whenever he was near.On the final day, just as dusk was settling over the packhouse, Aiden found me outside. His expression was unreadable as he looked at me, his eyes shadowed in the fading light.“It’s time,” he said quietly.We walked in silence to the edge of the forest, where James was waiting for us.He had prepared everything we needed for the ritual, a small stone altar, an assortment of herbs, and a ceremonial blade tha
“Aiden... stop,” I whispered, though my voice was weak.He released me, stepping back with a grim look on his face. “You can deny it all you want, Layla, but that won’t change what’s happening between us.”Frustration boiled inside me. “You rejected me, Aiden. You can’t just show up and act like we’re supposed to be together now.”His eyes flickered with something unreadable. “I rejected you because I thought it was the right thing to do. For you, for the pack, for everyone. But I was wrong.”“Wrong?” I echoed, disbelief flooding my chest.Aiden’s jaw clenched. “You’re my mate. The more I tried to push it away, the more I realized I can’t. And now, with this mark... it’s not just about the bond anymore. There’s something deeper happening, something neither of us can control.”I didn’t know what to say. Everything in me screamed to reject what he was saying, to push him away, but a small, traitorous part of me wanted to believe him.Wanted to believe that maybe this wasn’t all just the
The entrance to the archives was hidden beneath the packhouse, deep underground where the oldest records were kept.The air was cool and damp as we descended the stone steps, the silence oppressive as the weight of centuries of history pressed down on us.Aiden led the way, his body tense as he pushed open the heavy wooden door. Inside, the room was lined with shelves upon shelves of ancient scrolls, dusty books, and forgotten relics.The smell of old paper and leather filled the air, and a strange energy seemed to hum beneath the surface.James immediately set to work, scanning the shelves for anything that might give us a clue about the mark.Aiden and I stood near the center of the room, the tension between us thick and palpable.As James searched, I couldn’t help but glance at Aiden, who was watching me closely. His eyes flicked to my arm, where the mark still glowed faintly beneath my sleeve.“You don’t feel it, do you?” I asked quietly, breaking the silence.Aiden’s eyes met min
Anger surged inside me, cutting through the fear. “You don’t get to decide that. You rejected me, Aiden. You have no claim over me.”His eyes flashed with something primal, something possessive. “The bond says otherwise.”I opened my mouth to argue, but before I could speak, a sharp, burning pain shot through my chest.I gasped, clutching my side as the pain spread like wildfire, searing through my veins. My skin felt like it was on fire, and I fell to my knees, struggling to breathe.“Layla!” Aiden’s voice was distant, but I could feel his hands on me, trying to steady me.The pain intensified, and I looked down at my arm, my heart stopping at the sight.A glowing mark was appearing on my skin, twisting and curling like ancient runes. It pulsed with a strange, ethereal light, as if something deep within me was awakening.Aiden’s eyes widened in shock, his hands hovering over the mark but not touching it. “What... what is this?”“I don’t know,” I gasped, my body trembling from the int
Later that night, as I lay in bed, sleep eluded me.The moonlight streamed through the curtains, casting shadows on the walls, and all I could think about was Aiden.I couldn’t understand why he still had this hold on me.He had Zara, a beautiful, powerful wolf who was destined to be the Luna. And I had James, who loved me with every fiber of his being. Yet the bond, even broken, still pulsed beneath my skin, like a heartbeat that wouldn’t fade.I slipped out of bed and moved to the window.The cool night air brushed against my skin as I stared out into the darkness, my thoughts churning.That’s when I felt it...A presence.My heart pounded in my chest as I turned, half expecting to see nothing. But there he was, standing in the shadows near the edge of the woods. Aiden.His eyes glowed in the darkness, fixed on me with an intensity that made my breath catch.Why was he here?Why couldn’t he just leave me alone?I didn’t move, didn’t dare breathe as we locked eyes, the air thick with
The words hit me like a punch to the gut, and I stumbled back, the weight of his claim crashing down on me.“No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “I’m not yours anymore. I’m with James.”Aiden’s eyes darkened, his face twisting with a mix of anger and something else, something possessive.“James?” he sneered. “You think he can protect you? You think he can give you what I can’t?”I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could, Aiden grabbed my arm, pulling me against him.The bond flared again, stronger this time, and I felt the overwhelming pull of our connection, something primal and undeniable.“You will always be mine, Layla,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “No matter what you do. No matter who you run to.”I struggled to pull away, but his grip was firm, his strength overpowering. And despite the fear coursing through me, I couldn’t deny the way my body reacted to him, the way the bond still tied us together.“Aiden, let me go,” I pleaded, my voice trembling.I wren
The next morning, I woke to a strange mix of emotions, relief and dread battling inside me.Last night, I had made a choice, a decision that could give me the life I wanted. But in the quiet of the early morning, as the packhouse began to stir with life, I couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t over.I lay in bed for a while, staring up at the ceiling, trying to push away the thought of Aiden.The mate bond was supposed to fade after a rejection, wasn’t it?So why did I still feel the pull, the constant hum of energy that tethered me to him?It wasn’t as strong as before, but it was there, a faint reminder of what I was trying to leave behind.A soft knock on my door snapped me out of my thoughts.“Layla? You awake?”It was Sarah. I sat up quickly and called for her to come in.She poked her head through the door, her blonde curls bouncing as usual. “I made coffee,” she said with a grin, holding up two mugs. “Figured you could use some after last night.”I smiled gratefully as she
The packhouse was bustling with activity, the usual evening chatter filling the hallways. For everyone else, this was just another day, another night in the life of the Bourne Pack. But for me, everything had changed.I forced myself to walk calmly, to ignore the gnawing ache in my chest as Aiden’s rejection replayed in my mind.He was my mate, and he had thrown me away as if I meant nothing. And now, I had to pretend like it never happened, to carry on as though my world hadn’t just been flipped upside down.I pushed open the door to the omega quarters, a small area tucked in the back of the packhouse where those of us with lesser ranks lived.It wasn’t much, barely large enough for the few of us who stayed here, but it was home. The familiar scent of lavender and worn wood greeted me as I stepped inside.“Layla!” Sarah, my closest friend, called out from across the room. She had been my anchor since we were kids, always there with a smile and a joke when life got hard. She waved me
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