Rejected By My Fated, I Claimed His Future

As I reached the Alpha’s office door, the faint murmur of voices drifted through the crack. The door was slightly ajar, and I froze when I saw Kolton standing with his back to me, his broad shoulders tense, his voice low but sharp.

“…What makes me not good enough for you? The Alpha is devoted to me, so why can’t you see me?”

“For you, I even got involved with someone I don’t love. I thought you’d care, but all you could say was congratulations?”

My legs buckled, and I leaned heavily against the wall, my chest tightening with a suffocating weight. My mind went blank, and then a wave of despair crashed over me. It was all a lie.

Kolton’s feelings for Zendaya had never wavered. Even back then, his pursuit of me was nothing more than an act of revenge. So what did that make me?

Inside, Kolton suddenly pulled Zendaya into his arms, kissing her with a fervor that made my stomach churn. The sound of their kiss, punctuated by soft moans, echoed in my ears. Through the crack in the door, Zendaya’s eyes met mine. Her initial surprise twisted into a scornful smirk.

She locked her gaze on me, her fingers trailing along Kolton’s back as if encouraging him. Brazen. Provocative.

I clung to the wall, my hand trembling as I fought the urge to push the door open. My wolf stirred in the back of my mind, a low growl of betrayal and pain, but I silenced her. This wasn’t the time.

Kolton, Zendaya, and I had grown up in the same pack. In those early days, I had been captivated by Kolton’s composed demeanor, his natural authority as a Beta. But he only ever had eyes for Zendaya. It was only after she left for another pack that he turned his attention to me.

I took a deep breath, but the suffocating feeling wouldn’t relent, forcing me to clutch my chest and bend over in pain.

I’ve never been the naive and sweet type. Though I was taken aback by Kolton’s sudden interest, my doubts grew as I calmed down. I wouldn’t allow myself to be anyone’s substitute.

But it was him—he who knelt before me, his voice steady as he vowed, “I, Kolton Mendez, Beta of the Mendez Pack, take you, Angela Martinez, Alpha of the Martinez Pack, as my mate.”

He swore with such passion that I was the only one for him. And I, foolishly, believed him.

I glanced up, seeing my tear-streaked reflection in the sleek, modern glass window of the Alpha’s office. At some point, I had started crying uncontrollably. I felt something inside me begin to unravel, slowly letting go.

“Alpha?”

The voice snapped me back to the present. I straightened, wiping my tears with the back of my hand. My wolf growled softly, urging me to confront them, to unleash the fury simmering beneath the surface. But I shook my head, silencing her. This wasn’t the way.

Kolton’s betrayal would not break me. I was the Alpha of the Martinez Pack, and I would act with the strength and dignity that title demanded.