Mated To Alpha Kessler

The tension in the room was thick. Kessler’s gaze hardened further, his features tightening with hurt. Silence swept over the room as we stood locked in a battle of wills.

Sasha was furious at the mention of rejection. I didn’t give a damn about Sasha or anyone at this time. I was hell-bent on ending this cycle with Kessler once and for all.

With a menacing anger in his voice, he said, “You will not dare.”

“Hahaha, very funny,” I retorted with a glint of mischief. But before I could finish my sentence, I declared, “I, Lyra Bash, reject you, Kessler…”

Before I could finish the word, he rushed to me and silenced me with his lips, cutting off my words with a passionate kiss.

Stunned and unable to move, tingling sparks erupted between us, but I chose to ignore them. No matter how the mate bond craved for him, I knew I had to suppress it.

Summoning every ounce of strength, I pushed him away forcefully. At first, he didn’t budge.

But after numerous attempts and realizing that I wasn’t responding to the kiss, he reluctantly backed down.

As he stepped back, a mixture of emotions gleamed across his face-confusion, frustration, and a hint of hurt. For a moment, we stood there in silence,

But then, I found my voice. “God damn you, Kessler!” I boomed in anger. “What the hell is wrong with you? You should be over the moon. I choose to reject you so you can be with Annie and leave me the hell alone! Stop messing with my head!”

I was livid, my frustration reaching its peak. “I’ve had it up to here with your antics!” I shouted, gesturing emphatically with my hand.

He looked hurt, with conflicting emotions evident in his eyes. He stretched out his hand, intending to reach out to me, but he stopped himself halfway, folding his hand into a fist. His jaw clenched, and anger oozed out of him.

Then, he shook his head and stomped out of my room.

Feeling overwhelmed, I held onto my hair tightly, letting out a loud growl of frustration. I slumped to the floor, crying my eyes out.

Drained of emotions, I knew I needed to prioritize my happiness to prevent myself from going insane in this god-forsaken pack.

I couldn’t go on living like this. Touching the spot where I bore his mark, I shuddered as I felt my emotions spiraling out of control. Would I ever be free from Kessler’s grasp?

Sasha recoiled completely, refusing to interact with me. I understood she had a special bond with Kessler’s wolf, but right now, I couldn’t care less. All that mattered was finding a way to break free from the turmoil consuming me.

Now the real question is: where do I go from here? I need to think it through and not make a rash decision.

My uncle hates my guts, my mother doesn’t want to see me, and I’m sure Tristan is looking everywhere for me.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I felt isolated. With nowhere to turn and no one to confide in, I realized that I was truly alone in this moment of crisis.

But deep down I knew I couldn’t afford to give up. I had to find a way to carve out a path for myself, even if it meant facing my fears.

As my door flew open, Julie walked in, but I wasn’t in the mood for chit-chat with anyone. I needed to clear my head.

“What happened, Lyra?” she asked, stooping down to my level.

I didn’t even have the strength to answer as I cried even more. I knew Kessler had sent her here, and I wasn’t ready to give in to whatever talk she wanted to have about him. I was done.

Gathering my strength, I stood up, made my way to my bed, and held onto a pillow tightly as I lay down.

Before I knew it, sleep overtook me. I was grateful for the short period of rest, that I was finally able to find some peace after the rollercoaster of emotions I had faced.

Later in the evening, I woke up feeling refreshed. I was surprised to see Julie curled up in the bed beside me, sleeping peacefully.

“Kessler might have instructed her not to leave my side, that prick,” I muttered under my breath. Julie must have sensed I was awake because she sat up, rubbed her eyes, and said, “Lyra, you’re awake.”

I rolled my eyes and replied, “Isn’t it obvious?”

She gave a small smile, and then my stomach growled loudly. I hid my face in embarrassment, but Julie reassured me, saying, “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. I’ll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat.”

When she left, Sasha whined in my head, “Can we go for a run?” True, I hadn’t been on a run in a while, so I agreed and told her that after our meal, we would rest for a while and then go.

She wiggled her tail in happiness. Soon, Julie walked in with a tray of sumptuous meals. My mouth watered at the sight.

I thanked Julie as she set the tray down on the table beside my bed. The aroma of the food filled the room, making my stomach growl even louder.

After finishing the meal, I leaned back against the pillows, feeling satisfied. I glanced at Julie, who was watching me with a warm smile.

“What? I ask her, Don’t blame me. I’ve been drained of strength and emotions by your Alpha King,” I explained wearily.

“And your mate,” she said, taunting me.

“He is not my mate. He has Annie,” I insisted.

“Do I sense jealousy in your tone?” she asked teasingly.

“Jealousy? Me, jealous? I highly doubt it,” I retorted defiantly.

“Whatever makes you sleep at night, I know you will make a great Luna,” she said gleefully.

“Luna? Do I look like I’m ready to take that position anytime soon? Expect Annie as your Luna. As for me, count me out,” I replied firmly.

“I’ve always craved to be a Luna, right from when I saw my mother carry out her Luna duties. But with Kessler, I don’t think I still want to.”

She looked at me as if she wanted to say something, but then she stopped herself. I wasn’t even in the mood to pry; I just wanted to have my run.

And to achieve that, Julie must not know. So I politely ask, “Can you please take the used plates to the kitchen?”

“Yes, ma’am,” she replied obediently, gathering everything on the tray and carrying them out of the door.

That was my cue to leave the room. I walked out cautiously, making sure not to be seen by anyone. Down the hall, I moved until I reached the building’s exit. Once outside, I dashed to the large clearing and shed my clothes, placing them at the foot of a tree. Shifting into my wolf form, I took off running.

The sensation was exhilarating, and I became completely absorbed in my run. It was freeing and exciting, and I didn’t realize how far I had gone until I found myself deep in the woods.

Despite the distance, the feeling of freedom was intoxicating.

I stopped abruptly when I sensed approaching footsteps, my heart pounding with panic.

Instinctively, I wanted to turn back, but before I could, a group of wolves appeared, surrounding me from all sides. Fear gripped me as I realized I was outnumbered and trapped.