All Chapters of Reborn: Fated to my ex mate's brother, the Alpha King : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

AstridHe's looking.He's still looking. In fact his eyes are burning into my skull.Is he still angry that I left him without an answer back then in his room?Have I gotten the renowned ruthless alpha angry?Definitely not right?I looked at his direction again. He was sitting at the head of the extremely large glass table. His familiar back shirt rolled up to his arms revealing inks of tattoos and well veined arms. He sat relaxed in his chair and was tapping the table with his index finger in a continuous rhythm while he was point blank staring at my direction.I sat at the far end of the table completely swallowed by rolls of men seated before me because we are supposed to seat according to ranks. So here I was seated at the last seat because I'm an omega, totally casted out from the discussion that was supposed to be about me. Derek, who was already seated, jaw tight, glancing at me once a while. No one was even looking at me while deliberating about the step I had decided to tak

Astrid“This is a badass idea.” Grace said for the tenth time and uncountable moments of jumping around my room while I got my glam done. Her usual calm self looked rather excited tonight. And honestly it lifts my spirit up. It would be my official first night out as a stay-at-home girl. The party, is an annual gathering where young wolves from influential families socialize. In my past life, at this exact day and time, I was also getting ready to go out with Derek as his mate. It wasn't exactly a space for an omega like myself, but Derek being my mate then gave me a free access.I could remember being so happy to be finally seen in public with the man I thought loved me just like I loved him. Little did I know it would be the most humiliating night of my life. But still the novice in me actually put the whole fault on myself that day. Laila and Derek both made me feel I had to apologize for being who I was. Innocent.I glanced at her through the mirror and Grace stared back at me.

AstridI was once the girl standing there helplessly, waiting for someone to save her.In my previous life, Laila had been standing near the bar, laughing too loudly about something Derek had said. Derek had barely looked at me all night. He had been with her since we arrived. People would think that Laila was his date, not me.Back then, I didn't understand why. I certainly hadn't imagined the truth.But what I knew was Derek had been deliberately avoiding me and it had been my fault for not being his perfect girlfriend who couldn't even pull off a beautiful gown.They were alone which gave me the perfect chance to meet Derek and talk to him one on one for the first time that night.A waiter coincidentally was also passing through the crowded room with a tray balanced carefully on her fingertips. Her voice was high as she shouted for people to clear out of the way. I had also moved to one side to create space for her to pass by.Laila stepped forward so abruptly the waiter who tried

Astrid I was pushed back against the wall, my body hitting it rough but not hard enough to hurt. It literally made me squeeze my thighs together in anticipation. “You okay?” He breathed into my neck while his lips explore my neck. “Yeah.” I managed to moan out.Then his lips got in contact with my earlobe and when he nibbled at it I cried out. I never knew I would absolutely love that. I threw my head back and enjoyed what he's doing to me.His growl vibrated against my skin as he lifted me effortlessly, my legs and arms wrapping around him on instinct, my back meeting the wall once again as he consumed me completely, no hesitation, no restraint.“This is a one time thing. I'm not always like this, just so you know.” I managed to rasp into his ear trying hard for my words not to come out as a moan.“Never a one time thing. Many more will come little muse.”“I…I…don't like you to that extent yet.” I lied through my teeth. Yeah, one way or the other I find myself attracted to the mos

AstridI dropped my hands from my body and stared at him, trying to recover whatever dignity I had left. He didn't seem remotely bothered by my embarrassment, he slipped his hands into his pocket and let his gaze move over me once before settling on my face.I was nervous, my brain only going back to last night which made it worse.“I'll let you be. No need to panic.” His jaw was clenched tightly as if he's fighting something within himself.Then he turned and walked back toward the door.I released a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding since he had walked in.“Thank you.”He stopped at the doorway and looked over his shoulder.“Lock it this time.” He said before walking out, his tone suddenly cold.I stood there for a few seconds, staring at the closed door.That man was going to be the second death of me.I quickly finished dressing and looked at myself in the mirror. The outfit, casual denim trousers and tank top, fit perfectly, but the tank top did a horrible job in hiding