Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By Racer Alpha

Katy The wedding invitation sat in the center of our coffee table like a piece of evidence at a crime scene. “Celeste and Jerald. Request the honor of your presence…” My keys slipped from my fingers and hit the hardwood with a crack that made my mother flinch. She didn't look up from her knitting. That damn scarf she had been working on for weeks. I wouldn't be surprised if it was Celeste's. "You can't be serious." My voice came out flat as I looked between my parents. Dad folded his newspaper with deliberate precision. "The whole family has been invited. We are going." He announced,too casually, like he was stating the weather. "The whole family?” I repeated, letting out a sharp and bitter laughter. "She invited us to watch her marry my mate. You understand that, right? She's marrying my mate." I cried. "Former mate," Mom corrected. "Jerald chose Celeste. It's been six months, Katy. Move on." Yes. It has been six months. Six months since I'd felt my bond fracture like gl

Lucian POVThe first time I saw her, she was yelling at me over a busted car door.I had finished my race and was driving home when she appeared out of nowhere.I braked hard, my front tire grazing her bumper.And then she jumped out with her hair tied in a messy knot and grease stains on her cheek. Her eyes were practically throwing fire balls at me.Her sweet lemon scent wrapped around me like a silk robe and I felt my Wolf stir insíde me.Weird. It had been years since my beast reacted to any female.The big apron she downed made her look like a clown.Still, it did nothing to hide the curves wrapped inside.“You fucking lunatic!” she had snapped, marching toward me like she wanted to fight.I leaned on my bike, helmet still on as I watched her rant.Most people cowered the moment they sensed my aura.But she didn't.“You think the road belongs to you because you’ve got a fancy bike?” she yelled, pointing at me like I was some reckless boy. “You could’ve killed someone, idiot!”Wh

Katy povMy eyes flew to the entrance and they widened dramatically. Nova stood frozen in the doorway, a takeout bag dangling from her hand and her mouth hanging open."Oh my God," she breathed, her eyes darting between me and Lucian. "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to—" She trailed off. Probably because she didn't know what to say or what to make of our rather compromising situation. "It's fine," I said quickly, my voice coming out higher than normal. I tried to step around Lucian, but his hand on my hip tightened, keeping me pinned against the table for another heartbeat.His dark eyes held mine, an unfathomable emotion flickering in their depths that made my stomach clench."We're not done," he murmured, low enough that only I could hear. His thumb traced one last deliberate circle against my skin before he finally stepped back.The sudden absence of his body heat left me feeling oddly cold for some reason. Lucian straightened his jacket with practiced ease, transforming back into

Katy pov"What red set are you two talking about?"The deep, warm voice came from behind us and Nova's entire face lit up like the sun breaking through clouds."Darvis!" She spun around, practically launching herself into the arms of a tall, broad-shouldered man with kind eyes and an easy smile.Darvis caught her effortlessly, lifting her off her feet as he buried his face in her neck. "There's my girl," he murmured, and I could see his whole body relax just from holding her.When he set her down, his hands stayed on her waist. He looked at her like she was the only person in the world. It made something in my chest ache, not with jealousy but with longing. That's what a mate bond should look like. That devotion…that genuine joy.Not whatever the hell Jerald and I had been.Everytime I am in their company, they make me question the moon goddess's choices. Both Darvis and Jerald are male mates but why are they so different? Darvis worships the ground Nova walks on and Jerald… well,

Katy povSomething flickered across his face from my words. "How much have you had to drink?" He asked through gritted teeth. "Not enough," I mumbled, the room spinning pleasantly. "Everything still hurts." I whispered, my hand unconsciously clutching my chest. His expression softened just slightly. "What hurts?" Lucian demanded. "Everything." I poked his chest. "My parents hate me and Celeste gets to win their love effortlessly. Everyone always chooses her. And you..." I poked him again. "You're too pretty. It's not fair." I lamented. Despite everything, his lips twitched. "I'm too pretty?""Devastatingly pretty." I nodded seriously. Even in my half drunken state, I could still see how handsome Lucian Thorne was. "You smell good too.” I point out. “Why do you smell so good? It's distracting."It makes me want to sniff him all over, run my hands all over that well sculpted chest and those abs… damn! "Come on, you are wasted." Lucian bent and scooped me up in his arms like I