All Chapters of Rejected As a Failure, Claimed By Two Rival Alphas : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The General slowly stood up from his desk, walking around to stand directly in front of his eldest son. He looked up at Hugo, his face heavy with the painful shadows of the past."You know what happened to me at the forward command base twenty years ago," the General said softly, the memory haunting his eyes.Hugo remained silent, but he knew the story by heart. His father had suffered a total sensory hyper-rage blackout right in the middle of a high-level tactical operation. The toxicity buildup had reached a critical mass, causing the General to completely lose control of his mind and body. He had torn apart a reinforced command bunker with his bare hands, overwhelming an entire battalion of his own men with crushing, lethal pressure pheromones before six heavy shock-troopers managed to subdue him with neural tranquilizers.It had resulted in a permanent black mark on his official high-command file, stripped him of active field command, and nearly cost him his reputation and social

Kyle looked down at his phone for the umpteenth time that afternoon. Sitting anxiously on the living room sofa, he was waiting for Mara to call him. According to their plan, they were supposed to meet up today. Mara knew how nervous and anxious Kyle got whenever he was left alone, so she had thoughtfully promised to call him the moment she arrived at the location. That way, he could head out immediately and see her without having to wait by himself.Ever since they made plans, Kyle had been giddy with excitement. After all, this was the first time in his life that he was going out to hang out with a friend. He was excited, and at the same time nervous. He was excited because he felt normal.He was finally doing what his peers do, but he was also nervous at the thought of Mara ending their friendship because she found him boring later. "Are you still checking your phone?"Devon, who was casually leaning against the couch reading a book, broke the silence. Seeing the boy's restless m

The final bell resonated through the large lecture hall, signaling the end of the morning session. A rustle of paper and the zip of backpacks filled the room as students began filing out toward the double doors.On the podium, Professor Julian tapped his notes together into a neat stack and placed them inside his leather briefcase. He casually adjusted his glasses before looking up toward the middle rows."Kyle," Julian called out, his voice smooth, refined, and carrying effortlessly across the clearing room. "If you have a moment, please step into my office. It's regarding your course syllabus."Kyle, who was currently slinging his backpack over his shoulder, paused. Beside him, Mara raised an eyebrow, nudging his elbow lightly."I'll wait for you right outside in the hallway," Mara whispered, giving him a small, reassuring nod before joining the stream of departing students.Kyle walked down the concrete steps of the podium and followed Professor Julian out through the side entrance

“Are you alright?” a soft voice asked.Noah, who had been staring blankly at his textbook without moving for a long time, suddenly snapped back to reality. He pulled his gaze away from the page and looked up at the boy standing beside his desk.“I am fine. I have just been feeling a little under the weather these past few days. Thank you for asking,” Noah replied gently. He curved his lips, giving the boy an incredibly sweet and comforting smile.Without waiting for a response, he stood up and began packing his textbooks into his bag.“I will be leaving a bit early today. If the professor comes in later, please help me tell him that I am taking a sick leave.”“I-I will!” The boy nodded his head frantically, like a chicken pecking at rice, completely eager to please the boy in front of him.“Thank you.” Noah gave him another radiant smile. The same kind of look he always used whenever he wanted to make people swoon over him. It always worked.“You don't have to thank me. It's no proble

Kyle froze the moment he heard Devon’s voice. Panic swirled within him. What should I do now? Should I continue or stop? Mara's lessons never covered this part!“Sweetheart? Are you asleep?” Devon called out softly, his voice echoed in the quiet room. Kyle did not dare to respond. Right, Mara had told him that if it failed, he must play dead! He would just pretend to be in a deep sleep. He squeezed his eyes shut trying to ignore the scorching sensation of their hips pressed against each other.In this state, Kyle didn't even know when sleep finally claimed him, and he had no idea when Devon eventually slipped out of bed and retreated to the bathroom, soaking himself in ice-cold water for an hour before returning to bed. “So, did it work? Did you try it out?” Mara asked with sparkling eyes the moment they stepped into the lecture hall the next morning. “I... I tried to do it, but then he woke up, and I got so sc…ared that I just fell asle..ep,” Kyle confessed, his face turning re