All Chapters of Rejected by my cursed alpha mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The room felt too quiet.Too still.I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, watching the faint shadows shift along the walls as the evening light slowly dimmed into something softer, something heavier. My body was exhausted—every muscle aching from the past few days—but my mind refused to rest.It never did.Not when it mattered.Not when it hurt.A slow breath left my lips as I turned onto my side, pulling the pillow closer, as though I could somehow bury the noise inside my head.*Suspended.*The word echoed.Sharp.Final.But it wasn’t the suspension that lingered.It was everything else.“*Mistake.*”I let out a hollow chuckle, my fingers curling into the bedsheet beneath me.Funny.How one word could follow you your entire life.Job mistake.Study mistake.Pack mistake.Mate mistake.I shut my eyes, my throat tightening.Maybe…Maybe even my birth was one.The thought didn’t come with drama anymore.No tears.No outrage.Just a quiet, numbing acceptance.Like a truth I had heard

The next morning felt deceptively normal.Almost like the world hadn’t tilted off its axis the previous day.The cool air still clung to my skin as I finished my jog, my breath uneven but steadying with each step toward the pack house. For a brief stretch of time, it had just been me, the wind, and silence.No accusations.No boardrooms.No mistakes.But the moment I stepped inside—Reality returned.The faint clatter of cutlery echoed from the dining hall, accompanied by low voices. Familiar ones.I slowed just slightly as I entered.They were already seated.Kael Blackwood at the head, composed and unreadable as ever.Jayden across from him, mid-conversation.Jayden looked up first.Our eyes met briefly.A simple acknowledgment.Nothing dramatic.Just… understood.I gave him the slightest nod.And moved on.I didn’t look at him.Not once.Instead, I walked straight to the table, my focus entirely on the spread in front of me.And there it was.Waffles.A small, involuntary spark of

Kael stepped forward.Not fast.Not loud.But the moment he did—the air shifted.It wasn’t just tension anymore.It was pressure.Heavy. Commanding. Absolute.Liora felt it before she saw it.The rise of something far more dangerous than anger—control stretched to its limit.She didn’t turn.Didn’t move.For the first time since this began—she allowed herself to be still.“Beta,” Kael said.His voice was low.Measured.Unquestionable.“I request an audience.”Every gaze moved to Jayden.Jayden didn’t nod.Didn’t speak.He simply stepped aside.And the room understood.Authority had shifted.Silence deepened.Not waiting.Not watching.*Bracing.*Kael didn’t immediately step ahead of Liora.He stood beside her for a second.Close.Grounding.Claiming—without saying a word.Liora’s expression didn’t change.But something in her steadied.Then—Kael moved.One step forward.The sound echoed.Nicole flinched.He didn’t rush.Didn’t crowd her.Not yet.“Three questions.”His voice was c

Kael stepped out of the building without a word, and I followed, matching his pace almost instinctively. The evening air felt different after everything that had just happened—quieter, heavier, like the world hadn’t quite caught up yet.The car waiting outside caught my attention immediately.A Mercedes-Benz S-Class.Even standing still, it carried a presence. Sleek black finish, polished to perfection, the kind of car you don’t just own—you arrive in. My steps slowed for half a second, just enough for me to take it in.I had always loved cars like this.Not in a loud, showy way—but as a goal. A quiet promise to myself. One day, I’d build something of my own, something big enough that I wouldn’t just admire from the outside.One day, I’d drive one.Kael opened the door and slid in without breaking stride, like it was nothing, like this was just another part of his routine.I snapped out of my thoughts and walked to the other side, reaching for the front passenger door.“Come back.”Hi

The minute my vision fell on her silhouette, something in me stilled—and then unraveled.Desire didn’t build. It struck. Sharp. Immediate. Unforgiving.My eyes followed without permission.Every curve. Every subtle shimmer of that fabric against her skin. The way the dress clung to her like it had been made for her and no one else.I couldn’t look away.Didn’t want to.And worse—I didn’t try.That dress…My jaw tightened.That fabric was a lucky bastard.Touching her like it belonged there. Tracing lines I had no right to even think about. Settling against her skin in ways that made something dark and possessive rise in my chest.A slow breath left me, controlled, but not calm.She was a vision.No—she was a problem.And all I could think about was tearing that perfection apart just to see what lay beneath it. No barriers. No restraint.No.I shut it down instantly.You cannot afford that.Not with her.Not ever.“Huh… weak.”Kilian’s voice echoed in my head, amused, sharp, entirely t