Rejected by the Alphas Claimed by the King

Tatiana's POV Her scalding coffee cascaded over my hair, the burning liquid searing down my scalp and dripping onto my neck. The pain bit deep, spreading like fire under my skin, but I clenched my jaw and swallowed back the scream clawing at my throat. Veronica knew. She and her pack of loyal shadows knew exactly what they were doing. Being an omega with no wolf, pouring coffee on me wouldn't heal as theirs would. Instead, my flesh would be blistered and sting till I treat it at the clinic. “How does that feel, whore?” Veronica’s sharp and venomous voice cut through the hush of the hallway. “Exciting? Just as exciting as it must have been throwing yourself at other people’s mates?” Laughter rippled around her minions. I stared at the floor silently. Unlike with Liana, whose barbs I might have thrown back, Veronica was different. Her name alone carried the weight of fear. Daughter of the Beta to the Alpha King. Second richest in the whole pack. If the King had children of his ow

Titiana POV “Explain to me how this is possible, because you cannot be standing there telling me you are my mate,” Deus said, his voice loud enough to pull every eye in the hall toward us. “I am not telling you anything,” I said, keeping my shoulders straight even though my hands were shaking, because the bond was already there and denying it would not make it disappear. “It happened the moment the ceremony started, and I felt it before I even understood what it was.” “That is impossible,” Deus replied, turning away from me and then back again as if the answer might change if he looked twice. “I already have a betrothed, and I am not rejecting my future for some trick.” “This is not a trick,” I said, forcing my voice to stay steady while the room buzzed with loud whispers. “I did not choose this, and I would not humiliate myself by lying about something like this.” Deus laughed sharply, and nothing about it sounded amused. “You expect me to believe that an omega like you suddenly

TATIANA'S POVMy fingers shivered against the bed as an excruciating pain ran across my whole body. I had to grip the bedsheet to ease myself from the agony that felt like it was about to split me apart. I felt pain everywhere, right from my head down to my toes as if someone was piercing me with a very sharp needle. I forcefully blinked my heavy eyes, trying to recall how I got into this strange-looking room that had a white ceiling. It was just then that my eyes unknowingly caught a medical machine that was not currently operating positioned not far from my bed, and then I realized that I was in the hospital. The strong smell of drugs should have made me aware. I lay quietly on the bed, painful tears quietly flowing from my left eye down to my cheek as the scene of how cruel Veronica and her minions had treated me before I passed out flashed through my brain. The way the students laughed in unison to mock me, and how my heart was beating with fear that the moment was when I w

JASPER'S POV “Ah…” I winced, gripping my stomach with my hand while rolling all over my huge bed. My stomach kept squeezing with so much pain, and it hurt so bad. I shut my eyes tightly, breathing out in relief as the pain slowed down again. It has been like that for the past hour. I will lose my mind if it doesn't stop now. “At this point, I feel like your menstrual cycle will be starting. I will tell all the girls in the academy to organize a welcome to womanhood party for you,” My twin brother Carlos, teased. His eyes shone with so much amusement as he watched the way my mouth twisted in disgust at what he just said. I forcefully pushed myself to sit on the bed, while still using my hand to rub my stomach. “You dare not do that to me. Also, this has nothing to do with just stomach pain, even my Wolf has been grunting restlessly since morning.” Carlos fully turned to me, his eyebrows creasing in worry as he placed his hand on his waist. He took a few seconds to thin

JASPER'S POV The person who was knocking on the door turned out to be one of Carlos' friends, who came to call on him so they could chill out for the night. I stayed on the bed, trying hard to wipe off the buzz of depressing thoughts that filled up my head, but nothing helped at all as I kept rolling all over the bed with my body turning sweaty. I gave up after a while of trying to sleep, then lazily rolled into a sitting position. “Ah!” I shouted, raising my head to the ceiling. The only thing I know that will make me feel at ease is doing something that I love, which is hockey, but walking down to the practice center sounds stressful to me. “The night breeze before getting there isn't that bad though,” I motivated myself, pushing my wrist deep into the bed to raise myself off it. As expected, the cold night breeze made my soul calm a bit and it went on until I got to the centre. “Oh…this is the first time I will be seeing Jasper here at night,” One of the players, whose