My alpha mate is my stepbrother.

The biggest rejection

He was feeling f*****g horny with Agatha all over him with her naughty look and sexy body, but still, when he looked at her face, he felt something was wrong.

In the blink of an eye, Dilan suddenly saw Frida's face on Agatha's body. It was Frida who was now riding his c**k and moaning his name, "Oh god, I love you!"

At that, Dilan smiled slightly boldly and placed his hand on her breasts "You are so perfect" he said with an unexpected moan.

"Yes, yes, yes, do you like it? All of this is all yours" Dilan heard her voice above him as he placed his hands on her breasts, squeezing one of her breasts

Squeezing one of her breasts he placed his hands on her back and drew her breast into his mouth. Opening his mouth, Dilan savoured those raised n*****s.

He flicked his tongue around her n*****s, while she moaned in his ear.

The pressure from his crotch increased even more, as he licked at her breasts and left little hickeys around them.

Soon he grabbed her lush elongated hair and suddenly took hold of her lips. Licking her lips and biting his tongue made him feel hotter.

"Frida, how delicious" he hinted to himself as he released her hands and took hold of her hips again with even more force.

"Ouch" Agatha moaned as she grabbed Dilan's wrists and tried to pull his hands away.

In fact, Dilan was concentrating on his pleasure, while his mind kept Frida's face on Agatha.

However, as soon as he thought of that, he opened his eyes and was shocked at the image of Frida that had been all alone in his mind.

He quickly shook his head and looked down at Agatha's hips. At that instant her eyes opened wide as she noticed that her fingernails were digging lightly into Agatha's hips.

"I. I'm sorry," he said, releasing his grip on Agatha's hips.

Dilan could notice the marks he had left from his strong grip. However, when he apologised he looked up and the image of Agatha returned.

Frowning he only sighed "I'm so sorry" he added again.

She on the other hand just smiled faintly and shook her head, "Don't worry about it, it's my pleasure".

After saying that, she just reached out and grabbed Dilan's hands and placed them on her breasts "You have to keep going!" she exclaimed before she started to ride his c**k again.

To her bad luck, her onslaught didn't last long, after all, Dilan lifted her body and grabbing her by the waist he just lifted her up and pulled his c**k out of her p***y and placed her on the side of the bed leaving her with a confused look on her face.

Dilan just wasn't enjoying it at all. He couldn't be with Agatha while in his mind there was only the image of Frida. She just wasn't what he wanted.

At that moment Dilan could only frown and understand what was really going through his mind. It was obvious that he thought of Frida in a way that shouldn't be right.

When Agatha noticed Dilan's strange look she felt a little confused "Dilan, what's wrong with you, is everything alright?" she asked as she placed her cold hand on his muscular chest.

When he felt her cold touch, he shook his head and looked at her "No, it's not alright at all" he said in a f*****g dangerous and cold tone of voice

As soon as she felt Dilan's expression change, she froze. What did she do wrong? Didn't she feel like she used to?

Thinking about it she looked down "Sorry, I don't" she said.

At that moment the room was flooded with an uncomfortable and tense atmosphere. The reality was that Dilan was the most handsome and sought after boy in the pack, yet before he went abroad for his alpha training, the two of them used to have intermittent s*x p in every place in the pack.

Even before he left, she spent a whole night with him in one of the abandoned rooms.

At that many of the pack members began to murmur, thinking that Agatha and Dilan were just suffering from bonding desires.

They all thought they were destined to be mates, which would come as no surprise.

However, years had passed and the goddess had not spoken about them. With that in mind, Agatha was completely disappointed,

After all, ever since she had met Dilan, she had expected him to fall in love with her and accept him even if they were not mates.

In fact, Agatha didn't believe in the bond of mates, let alone think that the moon goddess should decide who should be her mate.

So it was common knowledge that she didn't really agree with that. Unfortunately, Dilan thought otherwise, or so he had told her when they began to share intimacy.

From the beginning Dilan had warned her that she was not to call him by any amorous nicknames, nor was she to talk to him about personal matters, let alone behave as his mate.

For many years Agatha had tried to convince Dilan to look at her differently, but he had made it clear that she was just one of the girls he slept with.

Despite his thoughts on the subject, Dilan from the start was f*****g relieved that he and Agatha weren't mates.

The reality was that he only saw her as a good s****l outlet. However, that night when she was enjoying his c**k, he didn't feel the same. Something had obviously changed. That wasn't working out how it used to.

Sensing Dilan's disinterest, Agatha had no choice but to cover her nudity and look at him with a vague expression.

"Dilan, I. Are you okay? Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you? Was I wrong?" she asked in a low voice.

hearing her Dilan just looked down and got out of bed. He silently bent down to the floor and picked up his boxers and trousers...

"Please Dilan tell me something. What happened?" she asked again with intrigue.

Silently he pulled on his boxer shorts, still with his erect and bulging c**k. Sighing, he then pulled on his trousers and grabbed his shirt.

"Don't ignore me!" she exclaimed, standing in front of him.

With the shirt in his hands Dilan turned his cold gaze on Agatha and frowned.

"I don't seem to be enjoying it anymore," he said quietly.

Without meaning to, Dilan had said the harshest words Agatha had ever heard in her life.

After hearing it, Agatha felt her body shudder, as a sudden sharp stabbing pain of rejection flooded her heart.

For a second Agatha felt her mind cloud over. Had Dilan rejected her?

The one boy she had loved body and soul all her life had just rejected her after so many years together.