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 Rejected By Him, Claimed By Another Alpha
Rejected By Him, Claimed By Another Alpha
Author: Judith

Chapter 1

Author: Judith
last update publish date: 2026-04-22 04:29:22

Amelia's POV.

This would change everything.

It definitely should.

The paper trembled slightly in my hand and I glanced at the results again, just to be sure I wasn't imagining it.

Three weeks pregnant.

The words blurred as my eyes got filled with tears of joy.

I almost screamed in the clinic, but I held it in because I wanted the first real reaction to come from Jace.

He'll pull me into his arms and finally give a smile that reached his eyes for the first time.

“Finally, we are having a pup” he will say, while holding me like I meant everything to him.

At least, that's what I thought…. until I opened the door.

Jace was naked on the bed and that was expected because he loved staying like that even in broad daylight. But I didn't expect someone to be on top of him.

A woman. Naked.

They didn't notice me, didn't stop, didn't know if I exist, until the sound of the door which refused to stay silent finally caught their attention. They turned, snapping their faces to look at me.

When I saw the woman's face, my eyes widened and something immediately snapped inside me. My heart wrecked into pieces and I stumbled backwards, unable to believe my eyes.

“Lydia?” The name barely made it out of my mouth.

The same Lydia who I had always cried to whenever he hurt me.

The same Lydia who had consoled me and told me to be patient.

The same Lydia was in my bed, fucking my man.

“Ignore her” Jace commanded, making me feel like nothing. Those two words made my legs weaken, my knees wobble.

Lydia obeyed, returning to grinding her ass into Jace like he has wanted. They ignored me and continued fucking, like I wasn't there watching as my life was falling apart.

My chest tightened so hard I found it hard to breathe. It felt like something was crushing me slowly from inside. My heart hurt, slowly ripping apart to shreds. Tears slid down my face and I helplessly watched them fall.

Jace groaned, holding a hand up for Lydia to stop and she did.

“Don't you know when to walk away?” He stood up from the bed and covered himself with a robe.

“Jace….. you were cheating on me with Lydia” I stated the obvious.

“And do you expect me to keep looking at your frustrating face everytime I want to fuck?” He snapped. “You should be grateful I even touch you”

My lips parted but words refused to come. Tears spilled harder and Jace continued.

“You are wolfless! Useless! Why the hell do you think someone like you is important?”

He has always been cold, but I never for once expected this from him. I didn't expect to walk into our bedroom one day to find him beneath another woman.

“You don't care about me, Jace” My voice cracked, giving in to the pain the sight was causing me.

“And why should I care about you, Amelia?” Jace laughed at my pain. “Don't forget you are a nobody! A mistake the moon goddess made!”

Tears blurred everything I could see and I blinked my eyes, letting them fall without restraints. I turned my face back to Lydia who was seated on the bed, naked. Like she was waiting for Jace to come back to her.

“Lydia, you?” My face creased and my tone echoed with disbelief.

“Oh, please” Lydia lifted a hand up in the air to shut me up. “Don’t start with that pitiful tears of yours”

“You?” She scoffed. “You really thought you deserved him?” My friend of six years looked over at me like I was filth that shouldn't be rubbed on her.

I shook my head, eyes darting between the both of them and instinctively, my legs started moving backwards, tears still spilling out of my eyes uncontrollably.

When I retreated into the hallway, I couldn't hold it in anymore.

I turned and ran.

I couldn't dare look back, I just squeezed the pregnancy results in my hand and ran.

I didn't know how far I went but when I stopped, I was in front of the pool. I stared at the still water, breath breaking into gasps as my tears spilled harder.

He wasn't supposed to do this to me. I loved him…. I mean…..he's my mate, and I saw a future with him.

My body grew weak and I fell to the floor, gripping the hard grass as I poured the pain in my heart out with tears.

A few minutes later, someone appeared beside me and I was forced to turn. My eyes were swollen from tears, breath still shaky from the shock.

It was one of the maids of the packhouse and I sniffled back my tears, ready to listen to her.

“The alpha needs you to come to the hall right now” she said and turned before I could ask questions.

My stomach knotted with confusion and I stood up, standing on the spot for a while to think.

Why now?

After what he had done, what could be so important?

The packhouse hall was used only to discuss important things in the pack, between the elders and the alpha. Most times, I was always present because I was the Luna.

But my mind was unsettled and I wondered what the pressing matter could be.

Despite all the questions I needed an answer to in my head, and despite the betrayal that had threathened to rip me apart, I headed to the hall.

I wiped my face, folding my pregancy results neatly and opened the door to the hall the moment I arrived. I didn't need ths elders to see me broken. When the door swing opened, I froze.

The hall was filled with not just the elders of the pack, but also the pack members. That was unusual.

No meeting has ever required the pack members to show up here, so why?

What could have happened? What could be so urgent?

When I couldn't figure the answer out, I concluded that Jace must have a reason for calling everyone together.

“Welcome, Luna” the pack members greeted in choruses. “Welcome, Lady Amelia” the elders also chirped in.

I responded everyone of them with a slight smile that hid all my pains.

My legs moved and I headed towards the chair designed for the Luna but I was forced to stop when I reached the center of the room. Jace emerged from the door that connected the hall into the house and behind him, Lydia followed.

Jace took his seat on the chair meant for the Alpha and my eyes widened in shock when Lydia took the seat meant for the Luna. Both saw me but turned their faces away immediately.

“What is she doing?” I muttered to myself, voice slightly shaky.

My stomach twisted.

That was my seat. I was the Luna of the pack…I still am.

So, why…. was Lydia sitting in it?

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