Tyler Westover Novels & Stories

I always did. I had a fated mate. Tyler Cross, the Beta's son. Handsome, well-connected, and everyone in the pack knew he wished fate had picked someone else. But Tyler had never once claimed me. He hadn't rejected me either. Rejecting an omega like me could be fatal, and Tyler cared about his reputation too much to carry that stain.My father had saved Tyler's life during a rogue raid when we were kids. Walking away from his dead savior's daughter wouldn't look good for the Beta's golden boy.

This doubt had been consuming me for a long time and I needed to know if Eleanor had dared to betray me. Tyler smiled a sad, resigned smile. "Yes!" he said sternly, looking me in the eye, "I got her pregnant with that despicable bitch and then she wanted to get rid of me, but as I said I became obsessed with her and ended up ruining the plans with my sister, it's all my fault, because I got involved with that useless slave!" Tyler growled angrily and for a minute, I froze, not believing what I had heard. "tyler.... stop! what are you doing?" cassandra shouted nervously, crying in fright.

All Charlie could do was scream in shock as he brought her to the living room! Taylor settled her on the couch, and he sat across from her. He did not spare a second before reintroducing himself, “Let’s restart, shall we, Charlie? My name is Taylor Carrington West. I am the eldest son of Grayson and Savannah West. You have met my brother, Tristan. I was born and raised here in Luxford. We live in Westwood Estate, 1725 Evercrest Lane -” “Wait,” Charlie stopped him. “Are we going to do this now? Because I am hungry.”

I laughed and pulled away from Rylee to embrace Tyra as well. Tyra was Rominic and Rylee's maternal cousin, but she had grown up alongside Rominic after the tragic passing of her own mother when she was young. Her father's demanding job had also made it difficult for him to provide the proper care as a single parent. As a result, Tyra had always looked up to Rylee, idolizing her in a way that mirrored the unwavering loyalty of their close-knit family.

Kate POV As I walked to the library, I crossed paths with Beta Gregory heading to my father’s office. I wondered if I would ever be able to trust them again to the level I had before all this had happened. Growing up, you believe your parents are flawless and when you are faced with those actual flaws, it shakes you to your core. Your whole belief system is rocked. Mine has been shattered with what I learned from Caleb. I don’t know what to believe but there is some truth to what I learned. And I will have to live with that for the years to come.

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Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

Elizabeth had moved away, giving us privacy for a conversation that suddenly felt far more important than the networking I had been doing all evening. "How do you know about my..." I began, then stopped, unsure how to finish the question. "Your marriage? Your sacrifice? Your incredible strength in surviving what those people did to you?" Tyler's voice was gentle but confident. "I know because I've been watching you for years, admiring you from a distance, and hoping that someday you would return to the world where you belong." My heart was beating faster as I realized that this man knew secrets about my life that I had never shared with anyone outside my family.

But Tyler had bypassed my consent entirely, exposing the pup to the worst elements of the internet. My blood was boiling. I slammed the feed shut and dialed his personal frequency. The moment the alert flashed, Tyler stepped away from the main cameras. “Tyler Dawson! What do you think you’re playing at?” I roared into the receiver. “Collins, I know I should have cleared the talking points with you first—” “That’s not the issue! Why would you let a pup watch that garbage? He’s still growing his winter coat! You’re getting completely out of hand, using his trust to push your own agenda without consulting my den!”

I should run. Cain is dangerous, selfish, cold, but cain is the one person I can’t stop thinking about. He’s bad for me. Hes my steobrother. I shouldn’t want ny stepbrother, every part of my body says. But it is too late to turn back now. I reach for the door. “Layla.” My hand drops. Tyler is walking toward me from the far end of the corridor, hands in his pockets, face careful in the way it has been for days, like he’s been holding something heavy and decided he’s too tired to keep holding it. He stops in front of me. Looks at the gym doors. Looks at me. “Can we talk,” he says. Inside, the crowd surges. Something is happening in there. “Tyler, I—” “Please.” Just that. Quiet an