Alpha's Rejected becomes the Lycan's Obsession

Chapter 165: Rejection

The garage that had once felt like nothing more than another room to clean now felt like a prison. The air around me was thick and suffocating, and my heart was a war drum beating wildly in my chest.

My hands were still trembling slightly from everything that had just happened, the lingering sensations of Jorell’s touch still swimming in my mind, making everything harder to grasp.

I was still stunned, still struggling to understand how I had gone from a nameless omega to someone who bore the attention and scorn of two of the most powerful wolves in the pack.

The sharp, echoing sound of Lisa’s’s voice shattered the silence like a rock thrown through glass. Her wide eyes locked on Jorell, and the tone of her voice was nothing short of venomous.

After recovering from his initial shock, Jorell turned around slowly to face her. He tried to keep his composure, but even I could sense the tension in the air.

"What are you doing here, Lisa?" he asked, trying to sound calm but failing miserably. His voice carried a brittle edge, a false calm over a storm building just beneath the surface.

Lisa blinked rapidly, as though trying to process what she had just heard. She took a step forward, her brows knitting together in furious disbelief. "Huh?" she asked, clearly astonished by his audacity. "What am I doing here?" she repeated, the pitch of her voice rising.

Then, she let out a loud sigh, her shoulders trembling with frustration. "One moment with the maid and you start acting like a dunce, asking stupid questions," she snapped.

"Listen, Lisa—" Jorell started, his voice still low, still attempting diplomacy, but Lisa was having none of it. She raised her hand sharply, a signal for him to stop talking. Her eyes, dark and stormy, demanded answers.

"Ah ah, before you say anything, answer my question. Did you just say she is your mate? Did I hear you correctly?" Lisa asked, her tone now teetering between amusement and rage. There was something unhinged about the way she was holding herself, as though she was only just restraining the wild storm within her.

Once again, Jorell tried to say her name to calm her down, but she didn’t give him the chance. "Answer my question, Jorell, because I want to laugh first before I say what I have to say about your cheating ass," she continued, her eyes sparkling with cruel satisfaction.

Without waiting for his response, she burst into a mocking laughter that echoed around the garage. It was the kind of laughter that didn’t bring any joy. It was bitter, loud, and scornful.

"The moon goddess must really hate you," Lisa said, wiping an imaginary tear from her eye as she regained control of her voice. "She must not want you to rule over this land. Your brother is taking over the throne, no doubt. His mate is a force to contend with, while yours is a mere maid." Her eyes slid over to me, filled with nothing but disgust.

I could feel the weight of her words settle on my shoulders like chains. My heart pounded so loudly in my ears that I almost didn’t recognize my own voice when it came out. "Don’t talk to me like that. You don’t know me," I said, forcing myself to stand taller, to not let her words reduce me.

But that was a mistake. Both Lisa and Jorell turned their faces toward me with matching expressions of disgust. Their cold, hard eyes stripped away the last of my confidence.

"Shut that mouth of yours before I shut it for you," Jorell snapped, his voice sharp and unforgiving.

Lisa scoffed, stepping closer. "Who do you think you are?" she asked, her voice dripping with contempt.

In that moment, I felt so small, so utterly worthless, that I wished I could disappear completely. I wanted to melt into the floor, to escape from their scorn and cruelty.

Lisa moved forward as if to come at me, but Jorell stepped in front of her, his body acting as a shield.

Her eyes blazed with fury.

"You are even protecting her?" she asked, her voice incredulous and full of betrayal.

"I’m not protecting her," Jorell replied, trying to calm her. "I just want us to settle this misunderstanding."

Lisa’s fiery rage faltered momentarily, replaced by a chilling smile that made the hairs on my arms stand on end.

"What misunderstanding are you talking about?" she asked slowly. "There is no misunderstanding here. You found your mate. It is something to be proud of, something to celebrate. And I am more than happy to help spread the good news."

Her sarcastic tone made it clear that she had no intentions of doing anything good. She stepped back, the movement deliberate, and turned on her heel to leave the garage.

A small flicker of hope bloomed inside me. Maybe, just maybe, she would leave and let us figure things out. I didn’t want to be hidden, not by my own mate. I wanted to be acknowledged, accepted. That small hope, however, was short-lived.

Jorell’s hand shot out, grabbing Lisa’s arm and pulling her back into the garage. His grip was tight, his expression one of rising frustration.

"Stop being unreasonable," he said firmly.

Lisa’s mouth fell open in shock. She looked down at where his hand gripped her arm, then back up at him.

"I am now the unreasonable one?" she asked, blinking rapidly. "You cheated on me, Jorell. But I am the unreasonable one for wanting to do something good for you?"

Jorell shook his head slowly. "I didn’t cheat on you, Lisa," he said, trying to explain.

Lisa’s eyebrows shot up. Her disbelief was evident. "Locking lips with her and groping her is not considered cheating in your books?"

He ran a hand through his hair, clearly frustrated. "I only lost control for a few seconds. I quickly regained myself. I apologize. It will never happen again."

Each word he spoke stabbed into me like a blade. I stood silently, feeling the sting of rejection even though the words hadn’t come yet. I had hoped he would stand beside me, not apologize for touching me.

Lisa folded her arms, her mouth set in a firm line. "We are over, Jorell. Our contract is terminated."

Jorell’s frustration spilled over. "Come on. You can’t do that. I have apologized to you, Lisa. What else do you want me to do?"

She looked at him coldly. "What do I want you to do?" she asked, then let the silence stretch. Finally, she continued. "The only way we can get back together is if you reject her."

My body went numb. Panic took hold of me, and I couldn’t stop the words from escaping. "No!" I cried out, my voice thick with emotion. "No, you can’t do that."

I shook my head over and over again, trying to push away the fear that clutched my chest.

Jorell clenched his jaw. He turned toward Lisa, trying to reason with her again. "Come on, Lisa. Is that not too extreme? I can just keep her in the shadows, and no one would know anything about it."

Lisa’s eyes narrowed, her lips curling in anger. "You want to keep her in the shadows so that you can keep going back to her to cheat on me, is that right?"

Jorell shook his head. "That is not going to happen."

"I am not willing to take that risk," Lisa said coldly. "You have two choices. It is either me or her. Make your choice."

The tears had already begun to stream down my face even before he made a decision. I knew deep down I didn’t stand a chance. I could feel the rejection before the words even left his mouth.

When Jorell finally turned to face me, I crumbled. I fell to my knees, my sobs wracking my body. I pleaded with him, begged with every ounce of dignity I had left.

"Please, do not reject me," I cried. "I will not accept it. I cannot take that pain. I am not ready for it. Please, Alpha. Please, Alpha. Please." noveldrama

Tears blurred my vision. My voice cracked with desperation. I called on the moon goddess, begged her to intervene, to stop what I knew was about to happen. I couldn’t believe I was going to be rejected on the same day I found my mate. It was too cruel of a reality for me to accept.

But the moment never paused for me. Time didn’t stop to allow my heart a chance to mend. Jorell’s voice came through, cold and final.

"I, Alpha Jorell Usima of Bolarish pack, reject you, Tracy Belamuth, as my mate and sever our bond henceforth."

Those words shattered me.

My world crashed down around me, the floor beneath me gave way, and the pain that followed was like nothing I had ever known. It was as if my soul had been torn from my body, leaving behind a hollow shell that could no longer breathe, no longer feel whole.