Chasing the Alpha I Once Rejected

Her dress and lingerie lay scattered on the floor, shaded along with the room by blades of silvery light of the moon that cut through the thin curtains. Only the soft glowing light of the bedside lamp stood in contrast, painting the allure of a dirty romantic night. Having polished her make-up and musking herself in sensual fragrance and lipstick, Selene hurried away from the mirror, jumping in bed and shifting into a seductive pose. The silk sheets whispered against her skin, causing her to stir excitedly. Her heart drummed, each beat loud enough to drown out the faint laughter and music rising from the after-party below. It was her son’s coming-of-age, but this day meant something else for her. With a smirk, she tilted her head toward the door, listening and waiting. Any second now, he’d return. Selene could picture him walking into the room, and eyeing her like a prized candy as she beckoned him to make love to her already. ‘ Kyle…’ The name alone sent a sweet shiver down

Next morning, the sunlight was merciless, pouring through the thin curtains like it wanted to spotlight every ounce of Selene’s humiliation. She had spent the night turning and twisting in bed as she pondered Kyle’s ruthless words and actions over and over again. She didn’t know when she succumbed to sleep. Seeing her dress and lingerie scattered on the floor, Selene groaned, pulling the sheet over her face. Last night’s memory hit her hard and fast. She remembered Kyle’s cold eyes, the other woman’s smirk, her own body half-bared and waiting, only to be left frustrated. She wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. Instead, she sat up, her hair tumbling into a dark, tangled mess around her face. The robe she’d worn last night was still draped over her shoulders, not as seductive as it was the previous night. When she glanced in the cracked mirror across the room, she almost laughed bitterly. She looked exactly how she felt; Her pride ruined and all. Knock! Knock! The sudden r

The ride back home was quiet. Kyle hadn’t spoken a word after ending the training session, and Selene had been too lost in her own head to break the silence. Liam’s glare in the backseat burned holes into the rearview mirror, but Kyle didn’t flinch. When they finally pulled up in front of the small house, Kyle simply said, “Next week. Same time.” Then, without another glance, he drove off, leaving Selene standing there with Liam’s frustration radiating off him like heat. The moment they stepped inside, Liam rounded on her. “What did he mean?” he demanded, his young face twisted with confusion and anger. “When he said that thing about the victim and the villain. Why does he talk like that to you? Why do you let him?” Selene sighed, leaning against the door and rubbing her temples. She could feel the echo of Kyle's gaze still burning in her mind. “Liam, it’s not that simple-” “No, it’s exactly that simple!” Liam’s voice cracked slightly with emotion. “If he hurts you so much,

“Liam?” Selene walking into her son's room said gently, knocking once before letting herself in. He was on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his jaw tight. " I don’t want to talk,” he muttered. “Well, I do,” she said, stepping inside. “Look, I know this place is hard. I know it’s not what you wanted. But this anger you’re carrying, it’s not going to help you nor would it help us both. I'm worried it’s only going to eat you alive.” Liam turned his head, his young face pained. “Why do you let them talk to you like that? Why do you even care about what he thinks?” He was speaking about Kyle. Selene’s breath caught. “It’s… complicated,” she said softly. “ Kyle and I have a past. We kind of hurt each other, something like friends do. Close friends. You'll understand this when you have some. But- what matters is, what you see now isn’t the whole story. Sometimes, the one who looks like the bad guy isn’t really the villain. And the person who’s hurt the most doesn’t always look like t

After finalizing their discussion with the principal, Selene left and Liam went to class.By the time lunch rolled around, Liam was trying to keep a low profile in the cafeteria. He grabbed his tray and picked a corner table, but it didn’t take long for yesterday’s bullies to find him.“Well, if it isn’t the Alpha’s little pet,” one of them sneered, leaning over the table. “Think you’re special now?”Liam’s jaw tightened, but instead of blowing up like yesterday, he smirked, a sharp, Kyle-like smirk that came almost naturally. “Special enough to put you flat on your back again if you’re looking for a repeat.”The bullies blinked, not expecting the calm, cutting tone. Liam leaned back in his chair, feeling as suave as Kyle when he was in control. “What’s wrong? 'dog' got your tongue?”The boys trembled in spot, angry at the sensitive word. However, they only muttered empty threats and backed off, cursing under their breath as they left. Liam grinned to himself at this, feeling elated.