His Rejected Mate

1. Mated and Rejected.

The night brimmed with notable excitement, the moon casting its silvery embrace upon the opulent mansion that belonged to Alpha Dominic. This was no ordinary evening; it marked the eighteenth birthday of the Alpha, a moment long-awaited by the entire pack.

Amidst the jubilant festivities, the air carried not only the scent of pine trees but also the electrifying buzz of anticipation. The ancient forest that surrounded us added to the mystique of the occasion, and the energy was nothing short of electric.

Alpha Dominic's, towering in both height and presence at just eighteen, exuded an aura of unshakable authority. He possessed the rarest of qualities, a high alpha gene, which solidified his position as the pack's soon-to-be leader. Every member of the pack held him in the highest esteem.

Tonight, the fate of the pack rested on the brink of change. The moment he found his mate, the alpha mantle would be passed to him by his parents. As for me, I lingered in the shadows, a solitary figure hidden from those who did not recognize me as a pack member. My desire was simple—to bask in the exhilaration of the night, an observer of the enchanting celebration unfolding before me.

Born to Omega parents, I had always existed on the fringes, forever an outsider in a world where belonging was defined by the presence of a wolf within. Though I possessed features that many would deem beautiful—lustrous dark brown hair, striking hazel eyes, sun-kissed tan skin, a slender frame, and an average height although it would be considered ideal here. I remained an outcast, the void of a wolf setting me apart.

As the night grew deeper and the moon reached its zenith, a hushed anticipation descended upon the jubilation. This was the hour we had all been eagerly anticipating—the Alpha's Mating Ceremony. It was the moment when the moon's ethereal guidance would unveil the destined mate for our Alpha.

Dominic's sharp, piercing azure eyes roved across the room, and a chill of anxiety coursed through me. I had long come to terms with my place as an outsider in his world—a mere human amidst a pack of formidable werewolves.

The inappropriateness of my presence was something I had reconciled with. However, as the moon's radiant light filled the room, I couldn't help but wonder if it had a different plan in store for me.

The words hung heavy in the air as Dominic eyes locked onto mine, and he uttered the word that would change everything. "Mate."

I froze, my heart pounding in my chest. It couldn't be. Dominic, the Alpha of our pack, had just pronounced me as his mate in front of the entire gathering. The murmurs and gasps and even snarls from the pack members were drowned out by the rush of blood in my ears.

Dominic, his expression unreadable, stepped toward me with purpose, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the area. He extended a hand, his eyes never leaving mine. "Freya," he said, his voice low and resonant, "come with me."

I was stunned, unable to move or speak. My mind raced, struggling to process the whirlwind of emotions and the undeniable connection that had just been revealed. In that moment, I felt like a puppet, caught in the strings of fate.

Dominic's grip on my hand was firm yet gentle as he led me away from the crowd. We left the grand hall behind, the sounds of the party fading into the distance. My heart was a tumultuous storm of confusion, fear, and a strange feeling.

As Alpha Dominic led me away from the festivities, I couldn't help but feel a torrent of emotions swirling inside me. His silver eyes piercing mine.

The realization that I was Dominic's mate, a position traditionally reserved for the most respected and cherished members of the pack, beta daughter or even the highest pack female warriors, was mind-boggling. And yet, there was something else—something deeper—that I needed to explain.