The rejected life of mala luca Novels & Stories

“Lyra Rowan, do you confirm that you reject Cassian Draven as your fated mate by your own free will?” “I confirm.” “Do you understand that rejection pain will affect your wolf soul, and do you still insist on completing the rite?” “I insist.” The examiner turned to Cassian. “Alpha Cassian Draven, do you accept Lyra Rowan’s rejection?” Cassian’s jaw tightened. Alpha pressure stirred at the edge of the altar. The Council recorder looked up, the Alliance guards gripped their weapons, and Darian stood behind me without speaking for me. Cassian looked at me. Anger shifted into pain, and pain into fear that had arrived far too late.

“What do you mean?!” “What I mean is, Michael’s already rejected you… and being the coward that he was, he couldn’t do it to your face but rather waited till you were supposed to be asleep, thinking that it’ll help nullify the pain maybe just a little.” A sudden silence descended in my head. I couldn’t make out anything anymore; nothing made sense to me aside from the fact that I had just been rejected. I felt tears well in my eyes, burning on my eyelids but they never dropped.

Luca breathed in her scent. “I thought you were dead,” she responded. They rolled in the grass gripping onto each other “Where have you been?” she breathed “At the council,” he said bluntly. Jeans were thrown next to Luca, he let go of Alissa for just enough time to pull them on until he looked up to the person that had thrown them. Luca stiffened and pushed Alissa behind him, “Malachi,” he spat with venom, making Malachi furrow his heavy brows. Luca swept Malachi's legs from under him and leapt onto him enclosing his throat in Luca's hands. “Do you want to explain to me why you betrayed us?” he spat down to Malachi.

"Reject me too! Mia, I wouldn't repeat it, get rid of this thing between us. If you don't reject me as your mate,I will not hesitate killing your minions and ending my life too" "No! Luca don't talk about death.I wouldn't want you dead" Mia cried. She tried to touch him at least but he slapped her hand away from him in disgust. There was no way she would just reject him as her mate but on the other hand, she wouldn't want him to end his life or even kill her men.

Luca just stood there with his mouth open, he couldn’t believe it, he couldn’t believe someone would kill themself over him, he never thought of that happening, now he needed to remember who he had rejected. ‘I don’t know what to say, I never thought of that happening, why would someone end their life because of me? I can’t even remember her, fuck,” Luca let out. “Don’t blame yourself for what happened to her, I think she was already in a bad place mentally and your rejection just happened to be the catalyst that led her over the edge.” Hearing that didn’t make it any easy to take in.

“Now you listen to me you bloody twat. I am not your mate and would never be. I Luca Attic reject you as my mate forever” “I do not accept your rejection and I will not leave,” she said boldly. Luca scoffed and looked at her again. Within a split second, he brought out the white oak and drove it into her heart. “You will remain trapped forever,” he said and turned to us. “I don't care what plan you had, but if you let her go, just know that I would kill you irrespective of the family bond we share, “ he said and left.

They don’t look at me when they say all this. They don’t mean it. He won’t kill me. “She accepts your rejection”, Malia answers for me. “Take you and your sister away from here. Away where we’ll never have to look at her and be reminded what happened here today” Malia drags me away and I fight, I cry, I tune out her soothing words because she has no idea what I’m feeling. She hasn’t got a clue of how this feels like. The last thing I see when I look at my mates?

LUCA I've already lost my sanity but my survival is at stake. If I don't end them, they will forever keep controlling my decisions, controlling my self. I must survive. I must save myself even if that's the only thing left. I will go to Italy. I will try to end these torment, I know failure is as fatal as success but I won't let fear of failure stop me. I may loose what's left of my sanity, hell. I may even loose my life but if I continue sitting in New York and letting the pain and voices from my past feast on my vulnerability then I will definitely loose what's left of my sanity. I will die in the end so why don't I make it worth the while. I must go to Italy now. I will find my deadbeat d

My heart clenched. Luca’s voice was quiet. Almost…pained. Lorenzo scoffed. “Why? Because she’s human?” Silence. Then Luca’s voice came, lower this time. “Because she’s too good for this life.” I sucked in a sharp breath, my stomach flipping. Lorenzo sighed. “Luca—” “I brought her into this,” Luca cut him off. “I took away her normal life. I dragged her into something she should’ve never had to deal with.”

Late that night, the rain poured harder, like it wanted to drown this sinful city. I showed up at Luca’s fancy apartment. The sounds of groaning and talking inside were crystal clear. Sofia had rented this place for him before, to look after him. But now, the girlish giggles coming from inside were clearly from some other girl. "...that idiot Sofia is still mad at me." Luca’s voice dripped with smugness, followed by the clinking of glasses. "But it doesn't matter. On graduation night, I'll arrange an 'accident.' Even if it's not an accident, as long as she's dead, as her fiancé, I'll take over the Leona family's West Coast shipping lines."