Romans & histoires I Quit Being The Male Lead's Rival

He smirked," Like you are about to cry, Mala." Bastard. " I should banish you for taunting me." He is smirking even more now, looking at god knows what behind me. " You can, later. But first, we need to help your dirty mate." This son of a... " What did you call her?" Johan only shook his head, " Look behind." " Shit." I looked outside in the backyard where my mate was standing in the middle of the muddy ground...surrounded by some of the strongest warrior of my pack. It looks like they were taunting her or something and judging the furious look on her face... now she is about to kick their asses.

As I entered the meeting hall, I found everyone already gathered, awaiting my arrival as I made my way to the alpha's seat. What I encountered struck me like a blow; the beta was seated in my father's place. "What is the meaning of this?" I demanded, my anger surging. He rose from the chair and replied, "Calm down, young Arnold. Your father appointed me as the interim leader until he recovers." My plans with Ally lay in ruins; my father had betrayed me. This public disgrace was intolerable, signaling that he deemed me unfit, and it was evident that everyone was aware of it.

I said, Anne wheezed, I know she was trying hard to laugh. “This is serious” I glared, “I know….I didn't even imagine the two of you going at it, I mean it's crazy. I haven't even f**ked a rival before” Anne grinned. “Shut up, You are supposed to be comforting me” I said, “I apologized, But you need to talk to him not as Rival, Make sure he not going to out you” Anne said, “You two should reach an agre

He let go, skating backward with a mocking salute, leaving me gasping for air. The rest of the period was a battle of pride. I didn't want to lose to him, I couldn't and he seemed to have noticed that and took it upon himself to stand in my way. He was unpredictable, unrefined and fast. I hated to admit it, but he was good even though I hated his play. Every time I tried to set up a play, he was there, disrupting my rhythm. By the time the whistle blew for the second intermission, I was vibrating with a rage I couldn't contain.

The crowd was already screaming his name, and he wasn't even trying yet. Dark hair, sharp jaw that makes me tickle and that cocky grin that makes him look even more beautiful. Worse, he was mine. Well…kind of…..a secret thing. Yeah, don't look at me like that. Rivals shouldn't be seen flocking around with each other and that was why we both agreed to keep things low because it was for the better. Tessa bumped my shoulder. “You're smiling again. I hate you.” “Jealousy is ugly on you.”

"Brooke? What are you doing here?" Back in college, Brooke Robertson, the richest heiress in Javire's elite circle, had once pursued me relentlessly. Back then, it was practically a sensational story that everyone had heard of. But I was blind before and chose Jessica over Brooke. Nothing in Jessica's life had made her prouder than that. There was no denying that winning the total devotion of a man who even the richest heiress couldn't win over was something worth bragging about.

She didn’t even give a damn about the fact that my men were behind me. If anything, I know she’d go for my head given the chance. It was amusing. And also annoying as hell. Amara had been my rival for as long as I could remember. It dated as far back as when we were kids. It wasn’t just an individual rivalry though. This was a family rivalry. The Vitales and the DeLaurentis’ had been at each other’s necks for decades. Our rivalry was something born as a result of it. Even now that I’d taken then position of Don, it didn’t mean things would end just yet. I hated her and she hated me just at much. I hated her father Viktor and the rest of her brothers. Nothing could dissolve or change that. Th

But then, what did I have to lose? It was going to be hell if I didnt look for a way to take my firm back from Hunter and Kira. As much as I hated Roman, I wanted my company back. “Fine, but there should be rules,” I said, sitting back down. “There is one, dont fall in love with me, Ice Queen.” He said with an ecstatic voice. “I’d be caught dead before that happens!” “We’ll see.” He muttered with a smirk on his face.

I retorted, finally breaking contact with the asshole. Sara chuckled, “Remind me again how the rivalry started?” I gasped before settling my full attention on my best friend whose brain has chosen to forget my most sensitive experience. “He bet on me, Sara! He gambled with my worth and as if that isn’t enough, he’s also about to become my fucking stepbrother!” I slammed my locker door closed with a strong force. I’d let the imagination that it was his head consume me. “Wasn’t that two years ago? You’ve hated him since freshman year? It’s Junior year already, it’s time to let go and you both are becoming a family…”

“What guy? I don’t remember anyone being into me.” Maya rolled her eyes. “Of course you wouldn’t. You were too busy being wrapped up in Dominic's dick to think straight.” Izzy looked up slowly. “Wait…” Her brows pulled together. “I can’t think of any. “Dominic’s rival” Adrian?” Izzy asked, still unsure. Maya snapped her fingers. “Exactly.” “Yes,” Maya said, nodding. “That other hottie Adrian.” Izzy shook her head. “Maya, I don’t..”