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CHAPTER 3

Author: Pengartemis
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-03-03 22:27:41

“Mom and dad are going to kill us” Peter says. As he paces the living room in agitation.

“Do you think we broke her?” Camilla asks. “Is she dead? I don’t think she is but she’s unconscious”

“I checked the internet and it says she fainted, that's something humans do” Peter responds.

Afew seconds pass and I feel water droplets fall on my skin and then slowly but surely consciousness finds me again. I blink up at Camilla who looks completely and utterly relieved that I am alive.

“Jessica, are you okay?” she asks.

“I'm fine I think” I say turning to look at Peter he’s wearing shorts now. I remember him transforming into a wolf out of the blue, and slowly everything they told me starts coming back and I lean against a wall.

“So you guys are really werewolves” I say. “How is this even possible”

“Everything’s possible Jes”

“So if you guys are werewolves what does that make me?” I ask more confused than I have ever been.

Peter and Camilla share a look. “We’re not exactly sure”

Huh, I don’t even know what to say to that statement. I'm practically speechless which isn’t something I have ever been before. I look at the twins once more. I have so many questions but one seems to be at the forefront.

“What about my parents?”

Camila sighs, “Your dad was a werewolf, but your mom was human”

More secrets. Even from the afterlife they have ways of screwing me over.

“It’s one of the reasons he left the pack”

I look at Camilla with confusion. “My dad left because my moms human but that’s preposterous”

Camilla looks like she wants to say more but she doesn't; she just closes her mouth and shakes her head.

“There’s a lot to unpack if I’m being honest, and I don’t think this is the right time besides you must be tired and you have the eulogy to give tomorrow” Camilla says, as she gets up and pulls me to my feet.

“Cam’s right you should get some rest” Peter adds.

I want to argue with them. I want to shout at them and make them tell me everything but from the looks on their faces I have a feeling that it would all be futile if they've told me enough as it is. And as much as I’d like to argue I don’t think that will be possible.

I sigh and walk up the stairs to my designated room and get ready to bed. A million thoughts swirl through my mind. I don't even know how I’m going to survive all of this if I’m being honest with myself but I just breathe and try to accept it. It’s going to be fine. I say to myself. And I pray it’s enough because it seems as though my life turns even more upside down whenever I think it can’t.

***

The morning of my parents funeral comes quicker than I had anticipated. It’s crazy how death affects us all, no matter how horrible a person was to you, there’s a little part of your heart that clenches when ever you realize that they’re gone for real.

And all those experiences be it the positive or the negative will never be mimicked or recreated because they’ve been finally cut off.

I never really had a good relationship with my parents but a little part of me feels almost disappointed that I’m never going to see them again.

I shake my head and pick out the outfit my Aunt had laid out for me. It was a long black gown that reached past my knees with a mini lace jacket. I tie my hair up in a pony tail. I feel this urge to pick up my black boots but I fight it and wear the sleek black heels instead.

I have to pay my respects to the dead in someway dont I.

I walk quietly down the stairs to the dinning room, it’s practically empty except for my Aunt.

“Good morning” I say as I take a seat beside her.

She smiles. “Jessica how are you feeling I know today can’t be an easy day for you”

I nod.

“Just listen it’s going to be okay, I understand that Camilla and Peter told you some things last night?”

I nod. “Please tell me they were just trying to prank me badly, and it was all just a big joke”

Aunt Viv smiles whistfully. “I wish I could but it’s not.”

I sigh. “I asked them yesterday if I was one too and they said they didn’t know.”

Aunt Viv nods. “Honestly we don’t know that you are one, it’s because of your parents”

Great another way they ruined my life.

“But Camilla told me you could access the pack link”

“Yeah it was weird I could here you and-“ I pause and look up at her.

Aunt Viv looks reserved. “I’m sorry you heard all that”

“It’s fine you aren’t the first couple that didn’t want me” I smile.

My aunt looks horrified. “Oh my sweet child why would you say that” she then pulls me into a hug that’s meant to be comforting but instead feels awkward and shocking. Is this what a loving parent is supposed to be like?

I let out a strange laugh at that thought.

Aunt Viv breaks the hug and looks at me again, still seeming worried. “Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

“I always am. After all what choice do I have”

My aunt looks like she wants to say something but doesn’t instead she stands, and gets ready to leave. I follow suit.

I wanted to drive my car to the place where the service would be conducted, but my Aunt said it didn’t matter if we all drove together.

It wasn’t a long ride; the pack house was a huge building that resembled a community center.

I stayed behind walking with Camilla as we went to take our seats. There weren’t a lot of people but quite a few strangers came to pay their respects.

“Are they all werewolves?” I asked Camilla.

She nodded. “the pack house is only for wolves”

“Then why am I here?”

Camilla remains silent. I realize that I’m a very sensitive topic, and truthfully I’m not even supposed to be here. Maybe that’s why my parents tried their best to hide me away from this place. I laugh at that thought.

After my uncle speaks to the priest we all sit quietly as the service begins, I see two large urns that have been kept in front, holding my parents dead bodies. It’s crazy how those two are now nothing but ashes.

Ashes that will be spread by me.

The service starts and after a moment I’m asked to give me a eulogy. I give the little excuse of a farewell speech I can.

“Thankyou Jessica, that was beautiful,” The priest says “you may take your seat?”

I nod but just as I’m about to leave the doors to the service open up widely. And a man stands before it, he’s impossibly handsome.

He has thick brown hair that seems to fall down his face in thick waves, and the most gorgeous set of brown eyes I have ever seen.

For a moment I’m breathless as I look into his eyes and then I realize he’s looking directly at me, with an emotion I can’t seem to grasp.

He looks angry but beyond that anger there seems to be something else. Recognition, but this isn’t a recognition like any other ancient primal.

His eyes darken as he looks at me and then he lets out a soft growl.

The room falls into a distinct silence, with nothing but the pulsing tension of our gaze.

Without warning a voice speaks in my head and then the words fall from my lips in unison with his.

“Mate”

The hall quickly erupts in a series of whispers as I’m brought back to reality.

The man walks quickly and goes to my uncle.

“Beta Coleman” His strong voice thunders, “I thought I told you that your brother and his progeny are not to be accepted back into the pack”

“Chris he’s dead and-”

“It’s Alpha Beck” The man says haughtily.

I quickly take the mental note to not like this asshole, seriously who he thinks he is.

“Alpha Beck apologies” My uncle concedes and I look at him incredulously.

“Trust me I am going to handle it”

Alpha Beck still looks unconvinced.

“You better fix it”

“Don’t talk to him like that” I say without thinking. “Didn’t anyone teach you about manners?”

The room goes silent and the blood drains from my uncle's face as Alpha Beck slowly turns to look at me.

“Is she a wolf?” He asks as he moves to stand dangerously close to me.

No one answers.

Then he looks at me, this time more fiercely.

“Answer me, is she a wolf?” He asks louder this time.

“We don’t know yet,” My aunt Vivian says.

He scoffs. “This must be one of your tricks then”

“What the hell are you on about” I respond angrily and he looks shocked then he shakes his head.

And makes me leave.

“I want her out of this pack by sunset.” He says and turns to leave.

“You can’t kick out Luna” Camilla says from nowhere.

“I just did, I don't know what witchcraft she has done but she’s not my mate and will never be Luna” he says and then slams the door leaving me feeling both rejected and furious.

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  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 4

    I stand frozen as the heavy doors slam shut behind Alpha Beck no, Christopher. I refuse to call him by his title. I feel anger bubbling with in me as my cheeks redden realizing what he had just done how dare he embarrass me like that.The murmurs in the room buzz in my ears, but I don’t care. My pulse pounds, my body practically vibrating with anger. Who the hell does he think he is?Without a second thought, I turn and storm after him, my heels clicking against the floor.“Jessica!” Camilla hisses behind me, but I ignore her. I don’t have time for this I’m tired of all the bullshit.The moment I step outside, the cool air stings my skin, but my focus is locked on Christopher’s broad back as he strides toward the tree line. His movements are rigid, controlled—he’s pissed, just like me.“Hey!” I call, but he doesn’t stop.Fury burns hotter in my chest. “I said, hey! You don’t get to storm in, embarrass me in front of everyone, and then walk away like I’m nothing!”That does it.He stop

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-16
  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 5

    The forest was eerily silent, the kind of silence that pressed against my skin, making my thoughts louder than they should be. Leaves crunched beneath my feet as I walked aimlessly, the cool night air biting at my exposed arms. Everything felt surreal, like I had just stepped out of a nightmare only to realize I was still trapped in it. Christopher’s words echoed in my mind, over and over, like a cruel mantra. “I don’t know what witchcraft she has done, but she’s not my mate and will never be Luna.” I clenched my fists. That bastard. Who did he think he was? One moment, he looked at me like I was the only person in the world, and the next, he tossed me aside like I was nothing. Like I was less than nothing. I pushed forward through the trees, my body moving on instinct, my head too clouded with frustration and confusion to care where I was going. And yet, somehow, my feet carried me back to my uncle’s house—the Beta house. The lights from the windows cast a warm glow against

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-16
  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 6

    The night was heavy with unspoken words and unresolved tension. After the confrontation with my uncle and aunt, I retreated to my room, the weight of Christopher’s rejection pressing down on me like a physical force. The envelope of money he’d given me sat on the edge of my desk, untouched, a silent reminder of his cold dismissal. I couldn’t bring myself to open it. It felt like accepting it would mean admitting defeat, and I wasn’t ready to do that—not yet. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the wall, my mind racing. The bond between us, whatever it was, still lingered, a faint but persistent pull in my chest. It was maddening, this connection that refused to let go, even when he had made it clear he wanted nothing to do with me. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I tried to push the feeling away. But it was no use. The bond was there, stubborn and unyielding, like a thread I couldn’t sever. A soft knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I didn’t respo

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-17
  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 7

    I followed the assistant through the dimly lit corridors of the pack’s main house, my boots echoing against the polished wooden floors. The air was thick with tension, and every step felt heavier than the last. I clenched my fists at my sides, my nails digging into my palms as I tried to steady my breathing.My uncle walked silently beside me, his expression grim. He hadn’t said a word since the summons, but the tension in his jaw and the way his shoulders were stiff told me everything I needed to know. He was worried—no, terrified—about what was about to happen.“You don’t have to do this,” he said finally, his voice low and urgent as we approached the Alpha’s office. “You can still leave. I can arrange for you to go somewhere safe, far away from here.”I stopped in my tracks and turned to face him. “And what? Run away like a coward? Let him win?”My uncle’s eyes softened, but his tone remained firm. “This isn’t about winning or losing, Jessica. This is about survival. Christopher is

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-17
  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 8

    I stepped out of Christopher’s office, the heavy wooden door clicking shut behind me. The hallway felt colder than before, the air sharp and biting against my skin. My uncle was waiting for me, his arms crossed and his face etched with worry. He opened his mouth to say something, but I held up a hand to stop him. “Don’t,” I said, my voice hollow. “Just… don’t.” He hesitated, then nodded, falling into step beside me as I walked down the corridor. My mind was racing, replaying the confrontation over and over. Christopher’s cold detachment, his refusal to reject me, the way he’d looked at me—like I was a problem he couldn’t solve. It didn’t make sense. None of it made sense. “What happened in there?” my uncle asked finally, breaking the silence. I shook my head, not trusting myself to speak. If I opened my mouth, I wasn’t sure what would come out—anger, tears, or something worse. Instead, I kept walking, my boots echoing against the floor. When we reached the front door, I pause

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-17
  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 9

    The walk back to the house was silent, the kind of silence that felt heavy and suffocating. Ethan stayed close, his presence both comforting and irritating. I didn’t want to talk, didn’t want to think, but the weight of everything that had happened pressed down on me like a storm cloud ready to burst.When we finally reached the house, the front door flew open before we could even step onto the porch. My aunt stood there, her face pale and her eyes wide with worry. She looked like she hadn’t slept in days, and guilt twisted in my gut at the sight of her.“Jessica!” she exclaimed, rushing forward to pull me into a tight hug. “Where have you been? Do you have any idea how worried I’ve been?”I stiffened in her arms, my emotions a tangled mess. Part of me wanted to melt into her embrace, to let her comfort me the way I’ve always craved but never had. But the other part—the part that was still raw and angry—pushed her away.“I’m fine,” I said, my voice flat and cold. “I don’t need a babys

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-18
  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 1

    Tomorrow I'm going to give the eulogy of two people I can’t stand, and I'm expected to just lie between my teeth and say good things about them when they have never done anything but ruin my life.The two people I’m talking about are my mother and father, so yeah I'm freshly an orphan and I have no idea what the hell I'm doing.The road to Lunar Cove stretched endlessly before me, winding through dense forests that seemed to whisper secrets I wasn’t meant to hear. I clench my hands around the steering wheel. It had already been a week since I lost both of my parents in a tragic accident.It was a crazy event one I don’t wish to relive any time soon. Especially when I remember how it all happened. And as if that wasn’t bad enough now I’m expected to drive over to my Uncle and Aunts place.I had spent most of life on the road with my parents, travelling where ever the world would take us, I love the freedom it afforded me, seeing the world and all but as I drive down the smooth winding

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-03
  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 2

    Unpacking doesn’t take as long as I had anticipated, not that it should've. I don't have a lot of things, courtesy of my deadbeat parents. Besides, I've spent most of my life on the road. When you’re constantly travelling you learn to travel light and not form bonds and attachments.Even as I unpack and settle into my Uncle's house it feels like another guest lodge except I’m not staying for a week or two. I’m staying until I turn 18, which luckily enough for me is very soon. It’s tomorrow actually.I’ve already made up my mind about this place, I’ll just wait it out, go to my parents funeral, collect my trust fund and leave. That’s it.I blow the hair away from my face as I hear footsteps nearing my door and stopping. That must be Camilla. It’s crazy how good my hearing is. My mom had always joked about my senses being weirdly heightened. I rolled my eyes, it was just a thing, and then as though I imagined it.I hear my uncle's voice speak. But it’s not out loud, it's like in my head

    Huling Na-update : 2025-03-03

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  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 9

    The walk back to the house was silent, the kind of silence that felt heavy and suffocating. Ethan stayed close, his presence both comforting and irritating. I didn’t want to talk, didn’t want to think, but the weight of everything that had happened pressed down on me like a storm cloud ready to burst.When we finally reached the house, the front door flew open before we could even step onto the porch. My aunt stood there, her face pale and her eyes wide with worry. She looked like she hadn’t slept in days, and guilt twisted in my gut at the sight of her.“Jessica!” she exclaimed, rushing forward to pull me into a tight hug. “Where have you been? Do you have any idea how worried I’ve been?”I stiffened in her arms, my emotions a tangled mess. Part of me wanted to melt into her embrace, to let her comfort me the way I’ve always craved but never had. But the other part—the part that was still raw and angry—pushed her away.“I’m fine,” I said, my voice flat and cold. “I don’t need a babys

  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 8

    I stepped out of Christopher’s office, the heavy wooden door clicking shut behind me. The hallway felt colder than before, the air sharp and biting against my skin. My uncle was waiting for me, his arms crossed and his face etched with worry. He opened his mouth to say something, but I held up a hand to stop him. “Don’t,” I said, my voice hollow. “Just… don’t.” He hesitated, then nodded, falling into step beside me as I walked down the corridor. My mind was racing, replaying the confrontation over and over. Christopher’s cold detachment, his refusal to reject me, the way he’d looked at me—like I was a problem he couldn’t solve. It didn’t make sense. None of it made sense. “What happened in there?” my uncle asked finally, breaking the silence. I shook my head, not trusting myself to speak. If I opened my mouth, I wasn’t sure what would come out—anger, tears, or something worse. Instead, I kept walking, my boots echoing against the floor. When we reached the front door, I pause

  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 7

    I followed the assistant through the dimly lit corridors of the pack’s main house, my boots echoing against the polished wooden floors. The air was thick with tension, and every step felt heavier than the last. I clenched my fists at my sides, my nails digging into my palms as I tried to steady my breathing.My uncle walked silently beside me, his expression grim. He hadn’t said a word since the summons, but the tension in his jaw and the way his shoulders were stiff told me everything I needed to know. He was worried—no, terrified—about what was about to happen.“You don’t have to do this,” he said finally, his voice low and urgent as we approached the Alpha’s office. “You can still leave. I can arrange for you to go somewhere safe, far away from here.”I stopped in my tracks and turned to face him. “And what? Run away like a coward? Let him win?”My uncle’s eyes softened, but his tone remained firm. “This isn’t about winning or losing, Jessica. This is about survival. Christopher is

  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 6

    The night was heavy with unspoken words and unresolved tension. After the confrontation with my uncle and aunt, I retreated to my room, the weight of Christopher’s rejection pressing down on me like a physical force. The envelope of money he’d given me sat on the edge of my desk, untouched, a silent reminder of his cold dismissal. I couldn’t bring myself to open it. It felt like accepting it would mean admitting defeat, and I wasn’t ready to do that—not yet. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the wall, my mind racing. The bond between us, whatever it was, still lingered, a faint but persistent pull in my chest. It was maddening, this connection that refused to let go, even when he had made it clear he wanted nothing to do with me. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I tried to push the feeling away. But it was no use. The bond was there, stubborn and unyielding, like a thread I couldn’t sever. A soft knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I didn’t respo

  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 5

    The forest was eerily silent, the kind of silence that pressed against my skin, making my thoughts louder than they should be. Leaves crunched beneath my feet as I walked aimlessly, the cool night air biting at my exposed arms. Everything felt surreal, like I had just stepped out of a nightmare only to realize I was still trapped in it. Christopher’s words echoed in my mind, over and over, like a cruel mantra. “I don’t know what witchcraft she has done, but she’s not my mate and will never be Luna.” I clenched my fists. That bastard. Who did he think he was? One moment, he looked at me like I was the only person in the world, and the next, he tossed me aside like I was nothing. Like I was less than nothing. I pushed forward through the trees, my body moving on instinct, my head too clouded with frustration and confusion to care where I was going. And yet, somehow, my feet carried me back to my uncle’s house—the Beta house. The lights from the windows cast a warm glow against

  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 4

    I stand frozen as the heavy doors slam shut behind Alpha Beck no, Christopher. I refuse to call him by his title. I feel anger bubbling with in me as my cheeks redden realizing what he had just done how dare he embarrass me like that.The murmurs in the room buzz in my ears, but I don’t care. My pulse pounds, my body practically vibrating with anger. Who the hell does he think he is?Without a second thought, I turn and storm after him, my heels clicking against the floor.“Jessica!” Camilla hisses behind me, but I ignore her. I don’t have time for this I’m tired of all the bullshit.The moment I step outside, the cool air stings my skin, but my focus is locked on Christopher’s broad back as he strides toward the tree line. His movements are rigid, controlled—he’s pissed, just like me.“Hey!” I call, but he doesn’t stop.Fury burns hotter in my chest. “I said, hey! You don’t get to storm in, embarrass me in front of everyone, and then walk away like I’m nothing!”That does it.He stop

  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 3

    “Mom and dad are going to kill us” Peter says. As he paces the living room in agitation.“Do you think we broke her?” Camilla asks. “Is she dead? I don’t think she is but she’s unconscious”“I checked the internet and it says she fainted, that's something humans do” Peter responds.Afew seconds pass and I feel water droplets fall on my skin and then slowly but surely consciousness finds me again. I blink up at Camilla who looks completely and utterly relieved that I am alive.“Jessica, are you okay?” she asks.“I'm fine I think” I say turning to look at Peter he’s wearing shorts now. I remember him transforming into a wolf out of the blue, and slowly everything they told me starts coming back and I lean against a wall.“So you guys are really werewolves” I say. “How is this even possible”“Everything’s possible Jes”“So if you guys are werewolves what does that make me?” I ask more confused than I have ever been.Peter and Camilla share a look. “We’re not exactly sure”Huh, I don’t ev

  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 2

    Unpacking doesn’t take as long as I had anticipated, not that it should've. I don't have a lot of things, courtesy of my deadbeat parents. Besides, I've spent most of my life on the road. When you’re constantly travelling you learn to travel light and not form bonds and attachments.Even as I unpack and settle into my Uncle's house it feels like another guest lodge except I’m not staying for a week or two. I’m staying until I turn 18, which luckily enough for me is very soon. It’s tomorrow actually.I’ve already made up my mind about this place, I’ll just wait it out, go to my parents funeral, collect my trust fund and leave. That’s it.I blow the hair away from my face as I hear footsteps nearing my door and stopping. That must be Camilla. It’s crazy how good my hearing is. My mom had always joked about my senses being weirdly heightened. I rolled my eyes, it was just a thing, and then as though I imagined it.I hear my uncle's voice speak. But it’s not out loud, it's like in my head

  • The alpha’s rejection    CHAPTER 1

    Tomorrow I'm going to give the eulogy of two people I can’t stand, and I'm expected to just lie between my teeth and say good things about them when they have never done anything but ruin my life.The two people I’m talking about are my mother and father, so yeah I'm freshly an orphan and I have no idea what the hell I'm doing.The road to Lunar Cove stretched endlessly before me, winding through dense forests that seemed to whisper secrets I wasn’t meant to hear. I clench my hands around the steering wheel. It had already been a week since I lost both of my parents in a tragic accident.It was a crazy event one I don’t wish to relive any time soon. Especially when I remember how it all happened. And as if that wasn’t bad enough now I’m expected to drive over to my Uncle and Aunts place.I had spent most of life on the road with my parents, travelling where ever the world would take us, I love the freedom it afforded me, seeing the world and all but as I drive down the smooth winding

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