Rejected by my mate claimed by his Father

Chapter1

My entire body felt like I was beaten by 2 warriors when I woke up in the morning. The bed beneath me is strangely soft, the pillow unusually hard. I groggily reach for it to adjust my position, but something feels so off. Blinking my eyes open, I am met with a face that both startled and intrigued me. It is familiar yet different, more handsome than any face I had ever seen.

My breath hitch. Marco? No, it can’t be. This man is way more striking. My eyes trace the sculpted contours of his body. Abs of stone, fair skin, thick muscles, and hair that looks artfully tousled, making him appear like a sleeping god. Dear moon goddess, how did you create such perfection? I knew Marco’s father, but I had never seen him up close like this. The rumors didn’t do him justice; he was far more handsome than they said.

The reality dawned on me like a cold splash of water. I just slept with my ex-mate’s father. My one-night stand is the Alpha? My eyes scan the Adonis in front of me, piecing together the bizarre and intoxicating situation. Is this the universe's way of compensating for Marco's betrayal? The idea seem ludicrous, yet utterly delicious.

He boldly told me he would break our mate bond because my sister is carrying his pup. And that b***h Vivian was standing beside him, acting innocent. I thought I had found the perfect man when we discovered we were mates, but it turns out he's an asshole.

I had gone to the bar to get a little tipsy and drink away the pain in my chest. I remember bumping into a handsome man and ended up in his car, only to wake up beside Alpha Donovan—Marco's father?

The best revenge ever. The thought bloom in my mind and a wicked smile creeping across my lips. I will not let this end here. The Alpha will be mine. Marco will have to see me as his stepmother. I will have my revenge, and Vivian will bow to me. My lip curve in a smirk as the thoughts brew in my head, a sense of power coursing through my veins.

“Are you having your fill of my body?” His familiar baritone, the same I heard all night, resounds in my ears.

I blush hard, feeling the heat rising to my cheeks as his deep blue eyes are piercing into my soul. I am honestly mesmerized by his body, and I have to confess that he has handled me with a skill Marco can never match.

“I’m sorry, Alpha. I didn’t recognize it was you,” I stammer, jumping out of bed at the realization of who I am with. I bow completely, trying to cover my embarrassment.

“Now I am ‘Alpha’? That wasn’t what you called me all night,” he now has fun teasing me. My face must have been as red as a tomato at this point.

“Hmm, your figure is quite enticing. Are you trying to seduce me more?” His eyes slowly rake through my body and dang! I realized I am freaking half-naked.

I frantically reach for the bed sheet to wrap around myself but it turns out to be worse. I accidentally removed the bed sheet from him, therefore exposing his naked frame. I gasp. And Unable to conceal my embarrassment, I snap my eyes shut.

“That reaction is funny, you’ve been seeing and touching me the whole night, and now you are shy?” he doesn’t let up teasing me. And that does it! Letting go of my embarrassment, I stand up and drop the bed cover. I proceed to take my dress before dashing towards the washroom.

In the bathroom, I stand with my face in cold water hoping to regain my composure. What a foolish decision I have made and what did I get myself into? And thinking of that perfect body he is so proud of, I find myself smiling. This is going to be interesting!

I dress quickly and take a deep breath before stepping out. He is still lying in bed, a smirk playing on his lips. “Running away so soon?”

I straighten my shoulders, my eyes meeting his gaze. “Thank you for last night, Alpha. It was... enlightening.”

He chuckles, a deep, rich sound that sends shivers down my spine. “your name?”

"Marissa, Alpha" I respond quickly.

I turn to leave, but I stop as he begins to speak, “You know, you could stay a little longer. We could... talk.”

I hesitate, the idea tempting. But I had to play this right. I want him to be longing for me, thinking about me constantly. “I’ve got to leave,” I say, although I am tempted to smile cheerfully. “But maybe we can spend some time on it again one day. ”

He quirk an eyebrow, evidently fascinated. “I’ll definitely remind you of that the next time we meet,”

I exit with my heart pounding against my chest. This is my chance. I will make him fall for me, and then I will have my revenge. Marco and Vivian will regret ever crossing me.

As I head back home, everything that happened through the night keeps replaying in my head.

The things that he did to me, the reaction he caused in me. It was intoxicating. I felt powerful, and in control. For the first time since Marco’s betrayal, I feel like I am the one holding the cards.

When I enter, Vivian and my stepmother are sitting in the living room. That conversation ceased as soon as their gaze met me. Tension filled the air immediately; a drama is not what I desire and I especially don’t want to remember the pain of the betrayer.

"You were out all night, Marissa. Did you go selling yourself to some man?" my stepmother began to bark, her tone dripping with disdain.

I turn to face them, my eyes narrowing. "You should be addressing your daughter, who w****d herself with my supposed mate and got pregnant with the child of her sister's mate," I retorts, raising an eyebrow for emphasis.

Vivian's face goes red with anger, but Without giving her a chance to respond, I turn on my heel and make for my room. I need to get ready for work, and I am not about to let their venomous words ruin my day.

As Soon as I reach the doorway, Vivian's voice cut through the silence. "You didn't deserve him, and it's me he loves," she spat, her words like a dagger to my heart.

My heart churn, the pain raw all over again but the fact that I’ve gained a bigger prize from their betrayer, waves everything off.

I straighten my shoulders and walk out of the room, my head up high. I won’t let them see how much their words affected me. I have work to do, and a new life to build, free from their toxic influence.

My father never cares about what happens to me in this house, there is no way he will do anything about the current situation, sometimes I wonder if he is my uncle instead. There is just too much to take in, and all I need right now is peace of mind, my sanity.

If I allow their betrayal to eat me up I may lose myself completely, but no way I will let that happen.