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.

time. And if you don’t answer,

in Theo’s voice, an authority that left no room for

force pressing down on him, demanding

swallowed hard and sat up straighter. "I want to be

eyebrow. "Like me? And what exactly

took a breath, gathering

to be just. To be someone who sacrifices for his people, someone who makes things better for everyone, not

what I

reading beyond his words. Then he spoke,

furrowed. "I...

forward, his voice dropping

to ’use the toilet’ during the vote counting,

them..." He paused, letting the words

a sharp breath, her

his mind reeling. "Derrick... was

nodded. "I found it suspicious that everything was too calm. Derrick isn’t one to sit back and

I stepped away, pretending to take a call,

waiting. If you had won

room fell into

dug into his thighs as his thoughts raced.

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

again. "It wasn’t just Lucian

things had played out differently, there would

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

was still in shock. His whole body felt

why? What does Derrick even want anymore?" His voice

That’s all he’s

once knew is gone. The man that remains is someone

waited patiently for this moment, and now he’s ready to take back everything by

win today, you wouldn’t have

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

him. He had been so focused on winning that he

his voice steady. "Pack politics isn’t just about