Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha

Chapter 202: Chapter 202

Theo sat still, his gaze unwavering, watching both Kimberly and Lucian as they grew restless.

Their impatience was evident, but he remained quiet, his expression unreadable.

The weight of the moment pressed down on them, the air thick with unspoken questions.

Kimberly was the first to break the silence.

"Theo, what do you mean with your statement?" she asked, her voice carrying a mix of curiosity and caution.

She knew Theo never spoke without purpose. If he had said something as serious as saving Lucian’s life, then it meant there was far more to the situation than they understood.

Theo finally shifted his posture, his eyes still locked onto Lucian. "Lucian, come have a seat here," he said, gesturing to the empty spot beside him.

Lucian hesitated for a brief moment before stepping forward.

His movements were slow, reluctant, but he eventually sat down. His displeasure was clear, anger, confusion, and disappointment all simmering within him.

He had lost, and now he was being asked to sit beside the very man who made that loss happen.

Theo leaned forward slightly, his tone calm but firm.

"I’m going to ask you a question, and I need you to be honest with me. No hesitation. No deflection. Just the truth. Can you do that?"

Lucian exhaled sharply but nodded. "Yeah... okay."

Theo’s piercing eyes locked onto Lucian’s.

"What kind of alpha do you wish to be?"

Lucian blinked, caught off guard. Kimberly, too, was visibly surprised by the unexpected question.

Lucian frowned. "Does it matter anymore? I’ve already lost. There’s no point in talking about it." His voice carried the bitterness of defeat.

Theo’s lips curled into a faint smile, but it wasn’t one of amusement. It was knowing, almost testing.

"I’ll ask one more time. And if you don’t answer, then we’re done here. What kind

something in Theo’s voice, an authority that left

felt it like a force pressing down on

straighter. "I want to be different.

And what exactly

a breath,

who sacrifices for

what I see in

watched him closely, reading beyond his words. Then he spoke, his tone even and deliberate. "Can a dead alpha

His brows furrowed. "I... I

leaned forward, his voice dropping

myself to ’use the toilet’ during the vote counting, I

among them..." He paused, letting the words sink in

sharp breath,

reeling. "Derrick... was there?" His voice was barely

was too calm. Derrick

away, pretending to take a

waiting. If you had won the vote,

fell into

thighs as his thoughts raced. *Dead? Derrick would have killed me? Just

to speak. "So... he was planning to take over by force if

nodded again. "It wasn’t just Lucian

things had played out differently, there would have

Derrick is ruthless. He wouldn’t have cared about casualties. I had to

was still in shock.

anymore?" His voice was strained, trying to make sense

darkened. "Power. That’s all he’s ever

you once knew is gone. The man that remains is

he’s ready to take back everything by any means

you win today, you wouldn’t have lived to see

clenched. Anger and frustration swirled inside him, but so did something else,

focused on

"Pack politics isn’t just