Chapter 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 with the hope 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…”

Ramsey!” he growled coldly “Stop calling me Ramsey… I

stop myself from crying. “Is that it?” I asked, struggling to understand.

“Just instinct, nothing more. You were in heat, and I… I lost control…” he turned

your mate. You marked me,” I stammered pointing at his mark on my neck that was

respond immediately, but when he did, his words

care what you heard. Fine… let’s say you’re my mate and I marked you but it doesn’t matter – doesn’t change anything. You have no wolf, Lillian…. and I can’t have a wolfless mate. You’re

up at him, my chest tightening with every word. “It’s Lyla…” I bristled “My name is Lyla… not

for a moment, something flickered in his eyes, –

it’s all the

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

body wanted to be fucked so badly. You can stay here with

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

but he didn’t respond. He simply turned on his heel and walked away. I watched as he walked away, every step he took felt like a slap to my face., like I was nothing more than

his arms moments ago. Before I knew it, I was chasing after him,

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

miserable.

this was nothing more than a mistake. What happened between us cannot and

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

more. I can’t be tied down by something so fleeting,” his tone was

to his mark on my neck. “You don’t have to treat me like this,” I pleaded

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