Rejected And Claimed By The Alpha

Chapter 1

Aria

“You're smiling so hard,” Eve, my best friend, said as she stared at me from my bed through the mirror’s reflection.

“I am?” I asked, turning away from the mirror to look at her.

I was doing my best to hide my joy. By tomorrow I was going to be promoted from pack cleaner to wife of the Beta of the pack.

Eve had no idea yet and I didn't plan on telling her until the moment Dax announced it.

Our relationship has been a secret for the longest time. In fact, he'd helped me get this job just so I could be in the pack house with him.

Butterflies flooded my stomach. I couldn't wait for everyone to know about us and to be with him without hiding or sneaking around.

“Yes, you are. What's going on? Did you win the lottery or something?”

She chuckled, standing up and walking towards me and helping me to arrange my uniform.

I couldn't help but giggle. I was so excited, I couldn't hide it if I tried apparently.

“Better but I can't tell you right now but I promise you'll find out tomorrow. Also, we should get going before Agatha yells at us.

Eve frowned, tilting her head to the side. I already knew what she was thinking. I had never hidden anything from her. She was one of my few best friends in the pack house and my biggest defender. I usually told her everything. Everything except for me and Dax's relationship.

“Wait. Why can't you tell me?” She asked, catching up to me in the hallway.

“Just wait. You'll find out tomorrow night. I promise it's a good thing but I can't tell you now.”

Eve stared long and hard at me before shrugging.

“Alright, fine but know that I am very upset that I have to wait,”

“It's worth it, I promise,” I said as we both emerged out of the winded hallway and into the kitchen.

The large royal kitchen was already bustling with activities. Maids and cooks were busy with cleaning and preparing meals for the welcome party and coronation of the Alpha and Beta of the pack.

The old Alpha died just a couple of months ago and the heir, his son, was overseas. He'd been overseas for over five years now. He was finally coming back home to claim the throne… which made Dax, his half brother, the beta and me the beta’s soon to be wife.

I was so excited. Words could barely express it. . I didn't care about the title but I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me giddy too.

I quickly found my way to the smaller kitchen and began to make Dax's meal.

I made him pancakes just like he loved and his favorite tea brand and scrambled eggs and syrup.

When I was done, I made my way up to his bedeoom. I knew he was hungry because he'd spent his entire day out of the pack house and had come back exhausted. I had found him asleep and had gone back to the maid quarters after tucking him in.

As soon as I got to his door, I found that it was open.

Unusual.

Not thinking much of it, I used my body to push it open.

My tray fell from my hand when I took in the scene before me.

In bed was my half sister, Debra naked from the waist down and Dax began her, thrusting inside her.

They both glanced at me as soon as the tray crashed to the ground.

“What are you doing?” I asked, eys wide with shock, hwet beating in pain.

Dax didn't look the least bit bothered. In fact, he looked annoyed like I had disturbed his little meeting. He moved away from her and pulled up his pant.

“What am I doing?” He glared. “What are you doing barging into my room like that? Clean this up.”

He snapped

My chest tightened at his dismissal.

“Well, get on with it,”

“Is there all you have to say to me? You are…you are sleeping with another woman?”

Dax suddenly laughed.

“Oh, you poor thing. Did you really think this meant anything? That you were anything more than a warm body for me at night?”

He laughed in my face.

I stood there completely shocked out of my mind.

I felt like I was in the middle of a nightmare.

There was no way I was hearing right. This couldn't be.

“I don't understand…” I croaked.

'What's there not to understand?’ my step sister snapped at me, her eyes boring into mine as she stood.

“You were just a nice f**k, now let go. You are embarrassing yourself.”

The realization that I was truly nothing to the love of my life hit me hard in the chest.

Of course. Why would he want to marry a maid?

My sister was so much better. She was popular and beautiful. Every man wanted her.

It all made sense now. Those times I had seen her in the pack house talking to Dax.

It wasn't business like he'd said.

It was this-a relationship.

“So, you were never doing business with her…”

My voice cracked.

“Oh, that part was true.” Lila said.

“We just happened to fall for each other and now, we are getting married.” She smiled slyly

The bike rose to my chest and then my throat.

My eyes stung with tears.

“Is this true?” I looked at Dax, those familiar brown eyes that always stared at me with reverence were now looking at me with contempt and disgust.

He scoffed as if he couldn't believe I was asking.

“Did you honestly believe I was going to marry a servant girl?” He asked.

I felt stupid.

Every decision I had ever made for him.

Refusing to go to college because of him, not accepting better job applications…

Deftly, I turned and began to walk away

“Where the hell are you going?” I heard them call after me. “Corne and clean this up!”

I didn't answer. My body felt too heavy to look away

Tears rolled down my eyes as I walked out of the pack house, my chest rising and falling asleep as I tried to stifle my cries

I wasn't thinking, I was focusing on all my energy on stopping the tears but they didn't stop, they continued until I was out of the pack house.

I had walked almost two miles and found myself in a bar before my tears finally stopped.

I took a sip of the drink I didn't even remember ordering, hoping the tequila burned my throat enough to stop the growing pain in my chest.

The memories of the two most important people in my life f*****g assaulted my mind.

I quickly downed another glass, trying to get rid of the wicked image.

Music played through the speakers. The place buzzed with people but somehow I felt utterly alone and helpless.

A group of guys started to approach me.

First, it was just one person, then others joined him. They say around me like we were long time friends.

“Hello princess,” one of them said, wrapping his around my shoulders

“Not interested,” I managed to say even though I was just a bit tipsy.

“Are you sure? Your body looks like it is,” he said in a lewd way that made me almost puke.

“Leave me alone,” I try to stand and move away but he stopped me, his hand pressing against my lap.

I looked up to a waitress for help but she wasn't looking my way.

“Oh, nobody is coming to your rescue, princess,” one of them said, their breath stinking of alcohol. “We are your saviors.”

I would have scoffed if I wasn't so uncomfortable.

“Please go away,”

“If you give me a kiss, maybe we will.” The one closest to me spoke and I almost puked.

“Just one kiss,” he said, drawing closer to me like some kind of leech.

“She said No!” A commanding and authoritative voice came from nowhere.

The man immediately got off me. I looked up to find the most beautiful man I had ever seen in my entire life glaring daggers at the men seated beside me.

“Says who?” One of them stood.

The beautiful man grabbed him by the collar and hauled him up.

“Says me,” his vibrated through the bar

I watched as he threw the man across the room.

The rest of them seem to realized something and scurried away

“Are you okay?”

The man asked and I nodded deftly, staring up at him with absolute reference.

He was beautiful and not just physically, his aura was commanding, inviting and firm.

I felt like I was in the presence of a god.

“Did they hurt you?” He questioned.

“No,” I whispered.

I tried to stand but almost fell to the ground, he captured me by the waist before I could fall, pulling me flush against him.

And as soon as he touched me, I felt a magnetic, electric pull to him.

He seemed to have felt it too because he was staring at me with eyes wide.

“Mate,” he murmured, his breath suddenly shallow mirroring mine.

“Mate,” I murmured back before I could stop myself.

I stared into his big blue eyes, almost hypnotized.

My wolf growled within me, begging to be claimed by him.

I wasn't thinking when I pressed up against him and kissed him hard and fast.

He didn't kiss me back at first but then he suddenly pulled me close and kissed me, hot and sensual and even needy.