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Bab 8: Rejection...

Lyla

My head was still reeling from the near-death experience of having one of the most shattering orgasms I've ever had while a small smile played on my lips.

Alpha Ramsey was my mate… fated to me by the Moon Goddess… finally, I wouldn't have to bother about my damning heat cycles… I had a mate now… and he wanted me as much as I wanted him too. I clung to him, my heart swelling hoping that he was on the same page as me.

No wonder he had come for me.

I felt him pull away from me, disentangling himself without a word. I watched him with a satisfied smile as he rose to his feet and reached for his discarded clothes. That was when I snapped back to reality.

Why was he leaving already? Aren't we supposed to cuddle and at least talk about what has just happened?

"You're leaving?" I asked, my voice filled with disappointment.

He ignored me—instead. His expression hardened, turning cold as he adjusted his clothes. He didn't look at me, didn't say a word as he fastened his belt and straightened his shirt. I felt the warmth of our shared moment evaporating, replaced by the mask of indifference he had on now.

"Ramsey…" I whimpered, hating the way my voice felt so small, like a kitten's.

He finally turned to me, a bored expression on his face.

"Get dressed," he said curtly, "And leave ten minutes after I do. Just make sure you're not seen."

I blinked, confusion and hurt washing over me, my eyes widening in shock. "What? Ramsey… we just…"

"Alpha Ramsey!" he growled coldly. "Stop calling me Ramsey… I am your leader!"

I bit the insides of my cheeks, trying to stop myself from crying. "Is that it?" I asked, struggling to understand. "After everything that just happened… you're just going to walk away?"

"It was nothing," he cut me off, his tone harsh. "Just instinct, nothing more. You were in heat, and I… I lost control…" he turned his back to me, adjusting his collar. "But this doesn't change anything."

I scrambled to my feet, grabbing my clothes with trembling hands. "You said… you called me your mate. You marked me," I stammered, pointing at his mark on my neck that was still fresh and sore. "I heard you, twice! Alpha… you can't just pretend this didn't happen."

He didn't respond immediately, but when he did, his words were like ice.

"I don't care what you heard. Fine… let's say you're my mate and I marked you, but it doesn't matter–makes no difference. You have no wolf, Lillian…. and I can't have a wolfless mate. You're not fit to stand beside me… you don't fit into my world."

Tears prickled at my eyes as I looked up at him, my chest tightening with every word. "It's Lyla…" I bristled. "My name is Lyla… not Lillian."

He rolled his eyes, clenching his jaw and for a moment, something flickered in his eyes, - regret, maybe, but it was gone as soon as I saw it.

"Lillian, Lyla, … it's all the same thing," he retorted.

A tear rolled down my cheek, and I swiped it furiously. "So that's it? You're just going to use me to satisfy your needs, mark me and then toss me aside? Why did you even mark me in the first place if you don't want me? Now you've ruined my chance of getting someone else."

"I did you a favour, Lyla…" he scoffed. "I saw how needy you were… how much your body wanted to be fucked so badly. You can stay here with me… I will take care of your needs but don't expect anything more. I can't and won't be with you."

Anger flared within me, my fists tightening at my sides. "You're cruel, Alpha Ramsey," I said, my voice shaking with a mix of hurt and defiance. "You may be the Lycan Leader, but you're still a coward. So, hurry and reject me already."

His eyes flashed, but he didn't respond. He simply turned on his heel and walked away. Every step he took felt like a slap to my face., like I was nothing more than an afterthought.

Anger and pain welled up inside me, burning hotter than the heat that had driven me into his arms moments ago. Before I knew it, I was chasing after him, my voice trembling as I called out.

"Ramsey, wait!" my voice wavered, but I pushed forward my bare feet in the garden sand. He stopped but didn't turn. I reached out, grabbing his arm, but he pushed me away, shaking me off as if I were dirt that clung to him.

"I don't understand," I whimpered again, feeling miserable. "Why are you doing this to me?"

I heard him sigh as he turned to face me. "Lyla, this was nothing more than a mistake. What happened between us cannot and will not change anything. I am not a prince charming that will swoop in and save you. This is not a fairytale."

My heart twisted at his words, each one feeling like a dagger was plunged into my heart.

"A mistake? We're fated mates, Ramsey… even though I didn't know, I felt the pull towards you too, and I've never felt like this with another man," my voice croaked, filled with the raw vulnerability I'd tried so hard to hide. "Why are you pretending this meant nothing?"

He clenched his jaw, the harsh line of his face hardening. "Because it doesn't. We were caught up in the moment. Nothing more. Something so fleeting can't tie me down," his tone was flat as if rehearsed with each word, feeling like they were carefully chosen to wound me.

"That fleeting moment led to this." I pointed to his mark on my neck. "You don't have to treat me like this," I pleaded, my voice dropping to a whisper. "I deserve better than being your dirty little secret."

He stood and watched me for a moment without saying a word, but then his expression shifted again, growing colder, more detached.

"I will make arrangements. Two moons from now, I'll be taking Cassidy Thorne as my mate. We were betrothed as children and I broke it off 6 years ago, but now I see I was foolish. We would make great mates." 

"What about me?" I asked, desperation in my voice.

"As for you, Lyla, you'll stay here. You're still my mate—fated to me, and I feel responsible for you. I'll make sure you're taken care of—your needs, your comfort, everything."

I stared at him, trying not to bawl. "You mean…you want me to say here while you marry someone else? And what? Be the little toy you come to when you're bored?"

His gaze flickered with annoyance. "You're more than that," he said curtly, though his tone lacked conviction. "You're my mate. It cannot be helped and I'll see to it that you're provided for. All your needs …."

"All my needs?" I interrupted, my voice rising with fury. "You mean sex. That's all this is, isn't it? You think you can just keep me here to use whenever you want, while you parade around with Cassidy on your arm like the perfect Lycan Leader."

I laughed, a bitter sound that echoed in the garden. The sun was setting, catching the deep red highlights in his hair.

"You don't want a mate, Ramsey. You want a convenient outlet for your lust. A puppet you can control, and I refuse to be that for you."

His eyes narrowed as he took a step closer.

"You're overreacting, Lyla. This is the best arrangement for both of us. Would you rather go back to your family and be shamed constantly when I can give you everything? I'm offering you security, protection…."

"Security?" I scoffed, stepping back. "You call this security? You're trying to buy my silence with material things and expect me to be grateful? I'm not some desperate stray you can just throw scraps at, Ramsey. I may be a wolfless deviant, but I have my dignity."

My voice trembled, but I didn't back down. "You can have Cassidy. You can have your perfect little life with your perfect little wife in this perfect pack. But I won't be here, waiting in the shadows for you to remember I exist."

I turned, forcing myself to walk away even as every step felt like walking on shattered glass. I knew that if I stayed a second longer, I would break down, and I refused to let him see me that way.

Not again!


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Bab 9: A prisoner for my mate...

Lyla

I stumbled out of the garden. My heart was still heavy from the crushing rejection from my mate.

Although he didn't reject me, he made it clear of the position I held in his life. I'd wanted to believe, for the tiniest moment, that his touch had meant more… The way he had looked at me with eyes filled with love as he sank his teeth into my neck still played in my mind, but his cold dismissal after everything shattered my hopes.

I walked down the corridors, my vision blurring with tears. His mark on my neck was still throbbing, reminding me of what had happened earlier. As I reached my room, I was startled when I saw Seth, the butler, standing in front of my door.

I hurriedly wiped the tears from my eyes and bowed stiffly to him. His brows arched and for a moment, I thought he was going to ask me questions. Instead, he drew himself to his full height and came to stand in front of me.

"It's time for your bath, Miss. A maid will come for you shortly. After that, dinner will be served."

I nodded with a strained smile. "Thank you."

As I turned to open my door, Seth's voice reached me again.

"Also, there's a young man outside our gates requesting to see you. His name is Nathan, and he claims to be your friend. Do you wish to speak to him?"

I paused my steps and turned to Seth, my eyes widening with surprise. "Nathan is here?" 

"Yes, Miss," he nodded.

My heart leapt at the news. Joy surged through my heart, but as soon as I thought of running out to meet him, I immediately had second thoughts.

I couldn't face him like this, smelling like another wolf, with Ramsey's mating mark still throbbing on my neck. Nathan could read me like a book and I was tired of being vulnerable. If anything, I was ashamed of myself. How long would I rely on him? He was my best friend, not my savior. If he had to keep saving me, eventually he would become tired of my presence.

"Please tell him I won't be able to see him," I murmured, fighting back tears. "Tell him I am fine and that the Lycan Leader put me in one of the guest rooms. He's just worried about my safety," I added.

"As you wish, Miss." Seth nodded and turned to leave.

I opened the door and shut it behind me, leaning against it as I slid to the floor, burying my face in my hands as the tears I had been fighting so hard to contain finally broke free.

I was a fool to think that finding my mate would end my misery and that it would somehow change my fate… Now; I wish I never knew that it was possible to still have a mate despite my situation.

I was nothing more than his shame, his dirty little secret.

There was a soft knock on the door and I scrambled to my feet, trying to wipe my tear-stained cheeks as fast as I could. I composed myself before calling out.

"You can come in!"

The door opened and a middle-aged woman dressed in a maid's uniform entered, carrying a bowl of water and a washcloth.

"It's time for your bath, Miss," she announced without preamble.

"Oh!" I mustered a smile she didn't see. "Thank you. I guess! What do you want me to do first?" I asked, confused, as she just stood there, staring at me blankly.

It seems everyone in this Packhouse had mastery over controlling their facial expressions.

"Please go over to the bath," the maid pointed to the big tub inside an arch at the end of the room.

"Okay!" I nodded and tried to take my clothes off, but she stopped me again.

"Don't worry, I'll do that for you too. Just walk over to the tub!"

I did as she told me. She joined me a few seconds later, and I stood while she unzipped my rumpled gown, then gently removed my hands before it pooled to the ground. I covered my body, feeling ashamed at Ramsey's hickeys that covered the sensitive parts of my body.

I wondered what she thought of it.

After she finished helping me with my dress, she prepared the bathwater before asking me to go inside the tub. As soon as I stepped in and sat inside, I felt warmth seep into every part of my body.

All the tension in my neck and the anxiety I had been feeling moments before vanished. The woman wedged herself at the edge of the tub and slowly started cleaning every part of my body. When she was done, she rinsed me off and offered me a towel before I stepped out.

As I walked back to the bedroom, the door opened and an older woman stepped in, carrying a dark liquid inside a cup. She passed it to the former maid and left the room without sparing me a glance.

I also noticed there was a fresh change of clothes on the bed. While I wondered when that had been prepared, the maid spent the next few minutes lavishing sweet, smelling scent all over my body. By the time she was done, I felt new.

Although I was born as the daughter of an Alpha, I've never had anyone take care of me like this. Aside from my Nanny; but that was when I was much younger.

After combing out my hair and brushing it so that it cascaded down my shoulders, stopping at my waist, she reached for the cup of dark liquid on the table and stretched it towards me.

"Drink this," she mumbled.

I collected the cup, staring at her with questions in my eyes. "What is this?" I asked.

"Something to make sure you do not get pregnant!" She said, her gaze meeting mine for the first time. "You'll have it every fortnight!"

"Fortnight?" I removed the cup from my lips and stared at her. "I don't understand. Why do I need to drink this every fortnight?"

The woman stared at me for a moment. I could tell she was hesitating to speak. Finally, she did.

"It's a direct order from Alpha Ramsey. Once you've eaten, he'll come for you at night and you'll give him pleasure."

"Oh," I could only say woodenly in response.

So, Alpha Ramsey didn't listen to a word I said in the garden. He was determined to turn me into his sex toy. 

I drank all the dark liquid, making sure not to miss even a single drop. After I finished it, I handed the cup back, and the maid left.

My food had been served, but I had no appetite. For the first time, I realized I was truly in a fix. Alpha Ramsey wasn't just an ordinary Alpha… he was the Lycan Leader and that meant no one could question his actions. Not even me.

If he said he wanted me as a plaything, no one was going to bat an eyelid.

I lay on my bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

I felt hollow, drained of energy to fight. I didn't even have the strength to scream or break something, even though the urge was there.

I thought of leaving—running far away, but where would I go? I had no wolf to guide me, no allies to lean on and now, even my mate had made it clear I didn't belong by his side.

The Moon Goddess had given me a fated mate who didn't want me. What kind of cruel joke was that?

There was a soft knock on the door before it opened. Without looking up, I knew it was Ramsey. I didn't bother to look at him as he entered. He walked to my bed and stood at the edge, but I turned my gaze away, staring at the wall opposite me.

"You need to move out of the Packhouse," Ramsey said. "I cannot have my grandfather or Cassidy to know about your existence. In fact, the fewer people know about you, the easier things will be." 

I didn't say anything, I just listened to him while my heart broke slowly.

"I've prepared a house at the edge of the Pack lands. It has everything you'd ever need. It's for the best, Lyla. I promise. You'll thank me in the future."

No word from me. I just laid still, my gaze turned from him. I could feel anger coursing through my veins, but I held my tongue. 

He hovered over me for a few more seconds before he turned and left the room, taking my silence as approval of his plans for me.

Nothing could be further from the truth.

Mentally, I began to plan my escape. 


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