All Chapters of The Alpha's Rejected Hybrid : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Scarlett's POV The silence of my apartment was heavy, broken only by the rhythmic scritch scratch of packing tape being pulled across cardboard. The space, which had once felt like a sanctuary, now felt like a mausoleum for the life I was leaving behind. Every item I touched carried a memory, and every memory felt like a weight I could no longer carry.I looked around the small living room. My bookshelf, once filled with rare grimoires and worn novels, was half empty. I had already listed my vintage record player and several pieces of jewelry on the local community boards. The money wasn't much, but every cent was earmarked for the debt collectors. I wanted to leave this town with a clean slate, or as clean as a rejected hybrid could manage. I didn't want the ghosts of my financial failures to follow me across the border.As I folded a sweater, my hands trembled. The physical decline the healer had warned me about was becoming harder to mask. My joints felt stiff, and a persistent,

Scarlett's POV I woke up to a silence that felt heavier than the sleep I’d finally succumbed to. For a few blissful seconds, I forgot where I was. Then, the memory of the previous night crashed over me like a tidal wave, the heat, the desperation, the way Arlo had filled me until I felt whole for the first time in months.I reached out instinctively, my hand searching for the warmth of his body, but the sheets beside me were cold. Empty.The realization hit me with a sickening thud in my chest. He was gone. He had fucked me into a stupor, claimed every inch of my skin, and then slipped away while I was unconscious, leaving me alone in a room that smelled of our combined sweat and the lingering scent of pine.I rolled onto my back, staring up at the ceiling, a bitter laugh bubbling up in my throat. Of course. Why would I expect anything else? I was a hybrid, a freak, a smudge on his pristine reputation. To him, I wasn't a mate, I was a release. A convenient place to dump his frustrati

Scarlett's POV I didn't think I could feel any more disgusted by Arlo, but the universe always found a way to surprise me. I spent the hours following my meeting with Silas in a state of frozen shock, the audio recording looping in my mind like a death knell. Every memory of Arlo , the way he looked at me, the way he touched me, was now tainted, rewritten as a calculated move in a game of chess where I was merely a pawn to be sacrificed.I was at the bar, mechanically wiping down the mahogany counter, my movements robotic. My mind was a storm of rage and grief. I was already packed, I was already gone in spirit. All that remained was the physical act of leaving this hellhole.Then, my phone buzzed. I didn't even have to look at the caller ID to know who it was. The vibration felt like a parasite crawling across the counter. I answered it, not because I wanted to talk, but because I wanted to hear the lie in his voice."Scarlett," Arlo’s voice came through, clipped and professional, de

Scarlett's POV Silas appeared, walking in like he commanded the space, his presence a heavy, grounding force that seemed to push back the noise, his eyes locked on me with an intensity that made my skin prickle."Scarlett," he said, his voice a smooth, low rumble that cut through the shouting.I stepped back, clutching a cocktail shaker to my chest like a shield. "Silas. Now isn't exactly a great time."He didn't blink. He stepped into my personal space, ignoring the frantic energy of the room. "That’s exactly why it’s the perfect time. You look like you’re about to vibrate out of your skin, and frankly, I’m tired of watching you suffer from a distance."I frowned, glancing toward the door where the struggle was still ongoing. "I can't just leave. I'm working.""The Mayor can find someone else to pour drinks for a few hours," Silas replied, his tone not suggesting, but deciding. He reached out, his fingers brushing my wrist. "Come out with me tonight. A date. No investigations, no pa

Scarlett's POV The door had barely clicked shut behind me before Arlo’s presence filled the small entryway, his shadow looming over me like a storm cloud. He didn't wait for an invitation, he stepped inside, the air instantly thickening with the scent of cedar and raw, Alpha dominance."I told you to stay away from Silas," he said, his voice a low, warning rumble that vibrated in the narrow hallway.I spun around, my back hitting the door, my heart hammering against my ribs, not out of fear, but out of a jagged, exhausted anger. "And since when do you get to tell me where to go or who to see? You made your choice, Arlo. You rejected me. You told me I was an impurity. So, excuse me if I don’t find your advice particularly helpful."He stepped closer, his eyes flashing gold, his expression tight. "This isn't about the bond, Scarlett. This is for your own good. Silas is dangerous. He doesn't see people, he sees assets. He sees things he can own and break. You are walking straight into