No. No. No. No. No. No.
There couldn’t be something wrong with their mate bond. If there was, that meant Irene wouldn’t be able to be with Desmond ever again! “Are you sure? Maybe it’s–” “I’m sure,” Adam abruptly cut Irene off, then backed away from her, “Come with me.” He didn’t give any explanation as he turned around and marched towards the only door in the room. “Hey! Wait, wait, wait, wait! Where are you going? Let’s try again!” Irene ran up to Adam and stopped behind him. He craned his neck in her direction and said, “I’m not trying again. There’s something wrong here. It’s best to meet someone who’s knowledgeable about mate bonds so they can tell us more.” Irene looked at Adam, finding it difficult to grasp the entire situation. She couldn’t believe that the problem they were facing with the rejection was so superficial that they needed external intervention. “What if there isn’t anything wrong with the bond?” Irene asked with a small voice. Irritation crept onto Adam’s expression as he said, “If there’s nothing wrong with the bond, then why is the mutual rejection not breaking it?” Irene didn’t have any answer to his question. Their bond was normal. She couldn’t think of any reason why their bond wasn’t… Irene stopped her line of thinking, mentally facepalming herself. There was nothing normal about their bond to begin with. First, he was her second mate—which should be absolutely impossible considering she had a mate before him. Secondly, Irene was an omega, and Adam was an alpha. Irene had never heard of any luna being an omega before. The more she thought about the conditions of their bond now, the more Irene realized that there was indeed something wrong with it. “You’re right…” she finally said, agreeing with Adam. “Follow me,” Adam said to her. That was how he opened the door of the small room they were inside of and led Irene outside. There were two guards by the door when they came out. The two guards being the same people who had thrown Irene into the room in the first place. She couldn’t help but glare at them when she recognized their faces. “Get the car ready. We’re heading to Elder Noel’s place. Send everyone out,” Adam instructed the two guards. Their lips parted at the orders they were given. “Alpha, do you mean the guests or the guard unit?” One of the two guards inquired. Adam frowned at the question asked. “Get everyone out of this building.” Adam’s tone was dangerously low as an invisible weight pressed down on the two guards. Irene was able to sense the shift in the air, though she was not directly influenced by it. It seemed that Adam was using his alpha dominance on the guards. A chill ran down Irene’s spine as she wondered how being on the receiving end of an alpha’s dominance would feel like. Irene could make out beads of sweat on the guards’ face as they looked like they were experiencing mental torture. Just when Irene thought Adam would never release the guards, the pressure in the atmosphere vanished as fast as it arrived, and Adam walked out on the guards. The two men almost collapsed on the floor in front of Irene. Her stomach coiled with discomfort watching them. “Didn’t I tell you to follow me?” She suddenly heard. Irene turned around and saw Adam glaring at her from a short distance. Goosebumps crawled on Irene’s skin because of Adam’s hostile gaze on her. “Y-Yes. I’m coming,” Irene stammered as she forced her legs to move. Adam descended a flight of stairs different from the one that Irene had used earlier. Irene only realized this after they were halfway through the staircase going down and the floor wasn’t filled with dancing people. The stairs led to a space that was smaller in comparison to the grand hall on the other side. Irene saw a large set of open double doors ahead. Adam walked out of the open doors with hastened steps. He stopped after going through the doors, causing Irene to halt as well. She quickly sneaked a peek out his large frame and saw dozens of cars parked outside under the dark night sky. There were also dozens of guards, wearing black suits, standing in waiting. ‘Why are there guards everywhere in this place?’ Irene thought. Jupiter Pack was the strongest pack in the Werewolf Territory. Was this much security needed when the members of the pack were mostly gammas and betas? There was no one to answer Irene’s question. And no time for her to ponder on it as Adam’s deep voice echoed in her ears. “See to it that each guest returns to their destination safely. I don’t want to hear of any casualty after tonight,” Adam’s voice was clear and commanding, “Also, where’s Matt?” One of the guards stepped forward and answered, “He’s guarding Miss Aria, Alpha.” A strange look set on Adam’s face at that response. “Who’s Miss Aria?” Irene poked out her head from Adam’s behind. Everyone suddenly turned their attention to Irene, noticing her presence for the first time. “My younger sister,” Adam replied to Irene’s question. “Oh…” She nodded her head in realization. Irene had once heard that the alpha of Jupiter Pack had two siblings; a younger brother and sister. Adam was the oldest sibling and naturally became the alpha of Jupiter Pack after his parents passed away years ago. She didn’t have much information on his family other than that. So Adam’s sister’s name was Aria, huh… Irene thought it was a cute name. While Irene was busy thinking irrelevant things, the horde of guards stared at her inquisitively, wondering who she was and why she was casually standing so close to their alpha. “Is the car ready?” Adam interrupted the thoughts of his guards. The guard who had stepped forward earlier spoke up again, saying, “Yes, Alpha.” Adam nodded. Then he gestured for Irene to continue following him. Adam walked towards a specific car and someone opened the backseat’s door for him. He stepped into the car comfortably. Irene moved to enter as well but a guard blocked her way with an outstretched hand. “Not this one,” the guard said. Then he shut the door of the car and turned around. He pointed to the car beside the one Adam was in and said, “You’re taking that one.” “Why?” Irene asked curiously. The guard looked at her like she was asking the most foolish question in the whole world. Irene patiently waited for an answer from the guard, wanting to understand why she couldn’t get into a car with Adam. “The alpha doesn’t share enclosed spaces with others.”“Huh?” Irene scrunched her face in confusion.“It’s better you go in another car,” the guard refused to repeat himself and forced Irene into the other car.Irene opened her mouth to protest when the guard settled into the driver’s seat, but she shut it as two other people got into the car; one on the backseat along with her and another occupying the passenger seat.Now with three strange guards in one car, exuding powerful auras, Irene couldn’t help but shrink into herself.‘Why do I have to be the one to get into a car with these guys? What if they toss me out while driving? Look at their faces, they’re like hardened criminals!’ Irene raged internally as she couldn’t whine aloud.The men didn’t actually look like ‘hardened criminals’, it was just Irene’s perception as they were all tall with broad frames and had serious expressions on their faces.There was no way Irene could tell that they were uncomfortable riding with her since they didn’t know her identity but had been instructed
No. No. No. No. No. No.There couldn’t be something wrong with their mate bond. If there was, that meant Irene wouldn’t be able to be with Desmond ever again!“Are you sure? Maybe it’s–”“I’m sure,” Adam abruptly cut Irene off, then backed away from her, “Come with me.”He didn’t give any explanation as he turned around and marched towards the only door in the room.“Hey! Wait, wait, wait, wait! Where are you going? Let’s try again!” Irene ran up to Adam and stopped behind him.He craned his neck in her direction and said, “I’m not trying again. There’s something wrong here. It’s best to meet someone who’s knowledgeable about mate bonds so they can tell us more.”Irene looked at Adam, finding it difficult to grasp the entire situation. She couldn’t believe that the problem they were facing with the rejection was so superficial that they needed external intervention.“What if there isn’t anything wrong with the bond?” Irene asked with a small voice.Irritation crept onto Adam’s express
It wasn’t like Irene had already fallen for Adam because he was a very handsome and cool man, as opposed to the tales she’d heard about him and didn’t want to part with him so soon.Irene didn’t want Adam to reject her for the obvious reason—the pain!The pain of getting rejected was excruciating. The day Desmond had rejected her, Irene had drifted in and out of consciousness for over ten hours because she couldn’t bear the amount of pain that she passed through.Rejection hurt. Physically, mentally, and spiritually.Irene didn’t want to go through it again. Even if it meant being with an alpha like Adam who was the very definition of terrifying.“I won’t accept,” Irene spoke up with a small voice, responding to Adam’s rejection offer.Adam frowned. “Why won’t you?”“Because rejection is painful. And my wolf soul finally feels secure again. I don’t want to be rejected. It hurts,” Irene explained, recalling her rejection experience which caused her eyes to water.Adam’s gloved hands vi
“We have to address the issue at hand,” said Irene’s new mate with a severe expression.‘The issue of you already knowing my name??’ Irene responded internally. Outwardly, she cleared her throat and nodded dumbly.“You caused a scene at my ball and turned out to be my mate,” the man said, the look on his face was ironic.“I didn’t mean to. I just wanted to get Desmond back,” Irene spoke quietly, not even daring to hold the man’s gaze.“Desmond?” he inquired.“My… first mate.” Irene lifted her head.“Ah, him,” a flash of recognition crossed the man’s handsome features, “I still don’t understand how you could get another mate right after getting rejected by one.”He was mostly talking to himself as he spoke in whispers. Irene heard him. She, too, couldn’t understand why any of this was happening. She didn’t want a new mate. She didn’t want any alpha. She wanted Desmond. Even though he didn’t want her back.Irene clenched her fists as she recalled the events that transpired before she go
“Soulmate.” An almost inaudible sound escaped from the man’s mouth. Irene couldn’t believe her ears and heart. How could he be her mate? How could she have a second mate? How could–“Alpha, what should we do with her?” Irene wasn’t able to complete her thoughts as three large guards surrounded her, aiming to deal with her in a negative way.Her pupils constricted.‘No. It can’t be. He can’t be,’ she tried to convince herself that her ears heard the wrong thing. It was impossible for this man to be an alpha when she, herself, was already an omega.It was impossible for an alpha to be mated to an omega. At least, that was what Irene believed till now. The man lifted his hand and gestured for the guards to back up, his eyes never leaving Irene’s figure. His gaze on her was scrutinizing and hostile. Like he couldn’t be bothered about her existence but felt like he should be concerned about it.“Get up,” he said, his voice smooth and deep.“Huh?” Irene’s mouth fell open in confusion.“G
“Desmond, you’re–”“What are you doing here?” Desmond was wearing a very hostile expression on his face as he reached Irene.Irene’s courage wavered. “I c-came to see you. Look at me.”Desmond’s eyes raked her figure. As impressive as Irene thought she looked, Desmond didn’t seem moved by her appearance at all.“If you know what’s good for you, you’re going to leave this place now,” Desmond advised—warned—with a low-pitched tone.Finally feeling the many eyes set on her, both judging and inquiring, Irene suddenly felt small. But she still had a goal to achieve. She couldn’t come all the way here and leave without her mate.“Desmond, listen to me. I know you feel like I’m undeserving of you, but I can assure you that I am. I truly am,” she reached to touch Desmond’s hand as she spoke, “If you can just come back with me, I’ll–”“Don’t be ridiculous,” Desmond slapped her hand away with a deep frown marring his handsome features. Then he glanced around them, facing the guests of the event
Irene stared at her reflection on the mirror hanging on the wall. She was wearing the gown given to her by the hoodie girl, along with a few accessories that Desmond had once gifted her.Her wavy light brown hair fell over her shoulders, and her face was lightly painted with makeup to enhance her features. Her look was refreshing and beautiful. If one was able to ignore the dirty white sneakers on her feet, they would realize that she almost looked like someone from a classy pack.Irene tried not to look at her own feet. She convinced herself that the state of the sneakers didn’t matter as she was too clumsy to walk on heels that she didn’t even own.“Okay. This is perfect. I’m perfect,” she said to her reflection on the mirror with a bright smile on her maroon-painted lips.‘Are you sure you are?’ A small voice in the back of Irene’s head questioned.The smile on her lips faltered.“I-I am!” She nodded her head in strong belief. Then she covered her ears with her palms and yelled, “
Irene was sitting in front of the counter at a rundown bar place. The walls of the bar were painted dark red with the heads of several wild beasts hanging on them as prizes. The bar was almost empty with about five people scattered around the wooden tables and chairs. Irene was the only person sitting on a bar stool. And she was the only one with tears streaming down her cheeks as she emptied several beer cans.“You’re scaring my customers away with your ugly crying,” the female bartender, who was boldly bald and rocking a millions tattoos crawling up both arms extending to her neck, said to Irene.Irene obviously wasn’t the most beautiful girl in the world, but her delicate facial features consisting of a pair of bright green irises, scanty long lashes, straight button nose, and soft pink lips made her at least pleasing to the eyes.However, when she cried, her eyes would puff up, her nose would turn red, and the size of her lips would nastily increase, granting her the look of an
“I don’t want you anymore.” Irene, who had been cooking up dinner in the small kitchen of their cozy one-room apartment, heard those words from her mate as she lifted her head to welcome him home. “Excuse me?” she said in confusion, her brows furrowed.Desmond, a guy who was about a hundred and eighty centimeters tall with a buzzcut and a good-looking face, was Irene’s mate for three years and counting. She knew very well that he was not the kind of guy who dallied in making jokes.“I don’t want you as my mate anymore.” Desmond clarified. Irene snorted in amusement as she turned off the cooker and wiped her hands clean with a rag. Then she stepped out of the kitchen aisle and walked over to Desmond, wrapping her arms around his waist without a care.“It’s too late for jokes, darling. Dinner is ready. I’ll set your dish, okay?” She looked up at him smiling, dismissing his words.Desmond did not return her smile. His dark brown eyes were drawn into narrow slits as he stared at her wi