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Story: The Rejected Alpha
He used to say that he despised his father the most, and he vowed to start his own pack, become an Alpha, and remain devoted to his Luna indefinitely.
Ironically, he had become what he had once despised.
His expression darkened with sadness, but he quickly recovered and resumed talking to me about the past.
Stella sat just outside the window, perfectly centred; she only needed to turn her head slightly to see him.
Maverick kept his body turned away from her, but whenever he became emotional, his gaze would involuntarily drift towards Stella outside the window, his eyes full of unmistakable admiration; after all, he was still in his twenties and hadn’t learnt how to hide his emotions.
Every day after that, Maverick brought me various gifts to the cabin, including precious gemstones and rare weapons–each of which had once been a promise he made to me in that cabin.
I was the youngest daughter of the Alpha of the Silver Wolf pack, and I had used the pack’s resources to assist him in recruiting talent and building his pack.
As a result, he promised to give me every gift I could ever want.
Stella followed us every day, clearly enraged, but always looking at Maverick with tearful, pitiful eyes. When I refused to break our mate bond, he immediately turned to compete for the Silver Wolf pack’s resources. When I questioned him, all I got in return was his condescending mockery and disgusted gaze as I sobbed in front of him. Maverick’s glances at her grew longer and longer, and the struggle and pity in his eyes became increasingly obvious.
Stella and I both saw through his internal struggle, and while she didn’t say anything, the smile on her face said everything.
“Violet, how do you compete with me?”She mocked.
The gifts became increasingly expensive as Maverick used them to remind himself that he loved me.
He promised himself he wouldn’t become a scumbag like his father, but he couldn’t deny his attraction to a younger, prettier she-wolf.
I calmly accepted Maverick’s gifts, even pretending to “accidentally” bring up some of the promises he had previously made.
In just two weeks, the gifts I received exceeded the compensation Stella provided.
Maverick’s guilt towards me gradually faded with each day’s gifts, while his sympathy for Stella grew. He even began teasing Stella in front of me.
Stella, who is also in her twenties, could provide him with the youthful passion of a peer.
“Go from the south side—the guards won’t check your luggage,” I explained as I handed the pass and luggage to Beta Micheal, my Alpha father’s Beta.
“The Alpha has asked when you’ll be back,” Beta Micheal explained.
“Next month. Tell my father to get it converted into supplies as soon as possible. It needs to be fast!”I urged.
After watching Beta Micheal leave, I returned from the forest with all of the gifts Maverick had given me recently, each of which could be exchanged for significant funds and supplies.
While Maverick was still suffering from amnesia, I planned to reclaim all of the Silver Wolf pack’s resources that he had taken. When I returned to the cabin, I noticed Stella clinging to Maverick and playing around. Maverick pushed her away and looked at me nervously.
I avoided his gaze and sat by the window, gazing out at the scenery.
“Violet, let us go home together tonight.” “I even got a gift for Asher,” Maverick explained.
Ironically, he had become what he had once despised.
His expression darkened with sadness, but he quickly recovered and resumed talking to me about the past.
Stella sat just outside the window, perfectly centred; she only needed to turn her head slightly to see him.
Maverick kept his body turned away from her, but whenever he became emotional, his gaze would involuntarily drift towards Stella outside the window, his eyes full of unmistakable admiration; after all, he was still in his twenties and hadn’t learnt how to hide his emotions.
Every day after that, Maverick brought me various gifts to the cabin, including precious gemstones and rare weapons–each of which had once been a promise he made to me in that cabin.
I was the youngest daughter of the Alpha of the Silver Wolf pack, and I had used the pack’s resources to assist him in recruiting talent and building his pack.
As a result, he promised to give me every gift I could ever want.
Stella followed us every day, clearly enraged, but always looking at Maverick with tearful, pitiful eyes. When I refused to break our mate bond, he immediately turned to compete for the Silver Wolf pack’s resources. When I questioned him, all I got in return was his condescending mockery and disgusted gaze as I sobbed in front of him. Maverick’s glances at her grew longer and longer, and the struggle and pity in his eyes became increasingly obvious.
Stella and I both saw through his internal struggle, and while she didn’t say anything, the smile on her face said everything.
“Violet, how do you compete with me?”She mocked.
The gifts became increasingly expensive as Maverick used them to remind himself that he loved me.
He promised himself he wouldn’t become a scumbag like his father, but he couldn’t deny his attraction to a younger, prettier she-wolf.
I calmly accepted Maverick’s gifts, even pretending to “accidentally” bring up some of the promises he had previously made.
In just two weeks, the gifts I received exceeded the compensation Stella provided.
Maverick’s guilt towards me gradually faded with each day’s gifts, while his sympathy for Stella grew. He even began teasing Stella in front of me.
Stella, who is also in her twenties, could provide him with the youthful passion of a peer.
“Go from the south side—the guards won’t check your luggage,” I explained as I handed the pass and luggage to Beta Micheal, my Alpha father’s Beta.
“The Alpha has asked when you’ll be back,” Beta Micheal explained.
“Next month. Tell my father to get it converted into supplies as soon as possible. It needs to be fast!”I urged.
After watching Beta Micheal leave, I returned from the forest with all of the gifts Maverick had given me recently, each of which could be exchanged for significant funds and supplies.
While Maverick was still suffering from amnesia, I planned to reclaim all of the Silver Wolf pack’s resources that he had taken. When I returned to the cabin, I noticed Stella clinging to Maverick and playing around. Maverick pushed her away and looked at me nervously.
I avoided his gaze and sat by the window, gazing out at the scenery.
“Violet, let us go home together tonight.” “I even got a gift for Asher,” Maverick explained.