Rejected By My Mate: Claimed By The Alpha

His new mate

Seraphina’s POV

Karl approached me, his voice low, almost a whisper.

“Leave. Now.”

I looked up at him, meeting his eyes with steady defiance.

“No.”

He blinked, surprise flickering across his face.

“You’ve never said no to me before.”

I scoffed, crossing my arms.

“Maybe I’m done playing your game. The party isn’t over yet, is it?”

His jaw clenched, and I could see the fury building beneath his calm exterior.

“Cut the act. Go home.”

Before he could say more, a sharp, high-pitched voice broke through the tension.

“Karl, I’m tired. Let’s go home.”

It was her — his new mate.

Instantly, his anger vanished. He took her hand, his entire posture softening.

“Alright, let’s go.”

Without a second glance at me or the room, he followed her out, leaving me standing there.

A bitter laugh escaped my lips.

So this was how easily he obeyed a woman — just a single word from his so-called mate, and he abandoned his guest.

I took a slow breath, letting the cold air fill my lungs.

The night wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.

Karl’s POV

She refused me.

Seraphina Vale actually said no to me.

I hadn’t expected that. Not from her.

For three years, she had followed every word I said, quiet and obedient like a shadow that knew its place. And now? Suddenly bold? Standing her ground in front of everyone?

I almost laughed.

She was pretending. This new confidence — it wasn’t real. Just a last attempt at saving face after I humiliated her in front of the entire room. Deep down, she was still the same girl who clung to me like I was her entire world.

And why wouldn’t she?

She had nothing else.

I never loved her. Let’s be clear about that. She was too quiet, too soft. Too… small. There was nothing in her that screamed Luna — no power, no pride, no lineage.

Honestly, I didn’t even know where she came from. She never talked about her background, never mentioned a pack name. That told me everything I needed to know — poor, powerless, probably abandoned or low-born.

I kept her around out of boredom more than anything. Pity, maybe. It was easy to let her linger in the background. She didn’t demand anything. She was just there. Until she got in the way.

Sabrina, on the other hand — she had status, connections, power. Her family held land. Influence. She’d make a proper Luna.

That’s what my pack needed. That’s what I needed.

So yes, I rejected Seraphina. Publicly.

And when she stood there and refused to leave, trying to act like she still belonged — I was going to put her in her place.

But then Sabrina called my name.

“Karl, I’m tired. Let’s go home.”

And just like that, everything else faded.

Because I loved and cared about Sabrina and her wish was my command.

I didn’t look back at Seraphina. Didn’t need to.

Let her sip champagne and pretend she still mattered.

Soon enough, she’d disappear quietly, like she always should’ve.