All Chapters of The Alpha's Rejected Mate : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ava's pov“I’m not going to that party!” I yelled, my heart pounding hard against my chest like it would explode but my face managed to keep a blank stare.The pin drop silence in the room sent shivers down my spine but of course, I had to pretend to be calm.If I wanted to keep my point, I had to at least pretend like I was no longer a child.I darted my eyes around the office, finding my grandparents’ faces boring holes into my body.“You must've lost a few screws from your brain in that stupid lab you keep going to. You definitely don't know what you're talking about.” My grandmother hissed.She shot lasers at me with her eyes and if looks could kill, I'd probably be ten feet beneath the earth’s surface, but who cared?As usual, the entire family was gathered in my grandfather's living room in our family house.When I say the entire family, I mean my grandparents who definitely hate and want to sell me out for money, my aunts and uncles who detested my mother and I and would do any

Ava's povBile rose in my throat alongside the hottest rage of ever felt in my life. Seeing my grandmother sit in the living room on her highly exalted chair with my aunts sneering beside me just made me want to wipe all of them off the earth's surface.However, I couldn't that.Even if I had the power, which I didn't, I still couldn't.Because I need them.Admitting it ripped my heart into multiple pieces but I really had no choice. If I was going to keep my mother alive, I needed them.“I….I got…a call from the hospital.” I stuttered, avoiding their eyes.Grandma Ava chuckled under her breath like the witch that she was.“What's the problem with your sick mother now? Is she finally ready to die?” She asked, her tone filled with mockery.More tears stung my eyes but I managed to hold it back, at least with my face down.“They said she….” I choked on my tears for a second and they finally rolled down, despite holding back.“They said she only has a limited time to live before taking h

Ava's pov Brent nodded at me and I slowly slid out of the car. Just when I thought I was amazed, the compound stunned me. The mansion was the biggest I'd ever seen with a huge front door and other smaller extensions that stretched to the back. Guards stood armed with all manner of terrifying guns with stoic faces in different areas of the mansion. None of them looked like they'd ever uttered a word in their lives. I took a bold risk by waving at one of them and the glare he sent back to me? It did more than correct my brain. “Can you at least pretend to be classy instead of gaping at everything like a commoner?” My father's gloomy voice cut my eye tourism short. I wanted to glare at him and tell him how he raised me in poverty but he was already taking long strides away from me. I bit my lips in regret but ended up running to catch up with him. He didn't look back for a second to see if I was there, he just kept walking like a lost sheep. What if one of these guards snatched

Ava’s povI stood frozen in the vast hall long after Milrac’s footsteps had faded up the grand staircase. The echo of his final words still rang in my ears like a curse I could not shake.“You are mine now, Ava. And I do not share what is mine.”My legs trembled. Blood continued to drip from my chin onto the marble, each drop landing with a soft, wet sound that seemed too loud in the sudden emptiness. The mansion felt alive now, breathing around me, watching me with invisible eyes. The armed guards at the corners had not moved, but their stares burned into my skin.A slow shuffle broke the silence. Silas appeared from the shadows of the staircase, his white hair glowing under the chandelier like a warning. He looked even smaller up close, yet the power in his posture made my stomach twist.“Come, girl,” he said, voice raspy but firm. “Your room is ready. The master does not like to be kept waiting.”I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, smearing more blood across my cheek. “I am

Ava’s pov Sunlight pierced the heavy curtains and stabbed straight into my swollen eyes. I groaned and rolled away from it, every bruise from yesterday screaming in protest. The stitches on my lip pulled tight when I touched them. For one disorienting second I thought I was back in my old room at the family house. Then the scent hit me, pine and smoke and raw power, and reality crashed down. Milrac’s mansion. My cage. I sat up slowly, the crimson sheets sliding off my shoulders. Someone had come in while I slept. A tray of food rested on the side table, still warm, and a set of clothes, simple black jeans and a soft gray sweater, lay folded at the foot of the bed. No note. No explanation. Just another reminder that every detail of my life now belonged to him. A knock sounded, sharp and efficient. The door unlocked from the outside. “Miss Ava?” Doctor Lena’s voice again. “Master Milrac says you must eat and dress. He will be here in twenty minutes to take you to your mother.” My h