Rejected By the Alpha (Forbidden Alpha Kings #5)
1. Kaylee
1
Kaylee
Waking up sore and disoriented, I look around the familiar room and smile. Last night, I had turned eighteen. I had been welcomed by the pack as a grown adult and told my beta training will begin soon. Taking a deep breath, I breathe in Lucas’ scent and grab the pillow he slept on. Lucas. My friend. My playmate growing up. And now my mate. We always tussled with each other during training, with each one of us holding our own against the other. I know him. Know that even though he is dating Marilyn, he will do what is right by me and tell the pack we are mates.
My smile turns into a wide grin. Last year, I became an orphan when my parents saved Alpha Ramos and Lucas from a pack of rogues that snuck into Oak Fur during the early morning. Now, I will be the future Luna of the pack, gaining a bigger family in the process, with Alpha Ramos as my father-in-law and David and Miss Amelia as my uncle and aunt.
Speaking of my mate, I look to the side of the bed Lucas slept on and wonder where he had gone. Nothing but a pair of boxer briefs and a t-shirt remains, the clothes smelling like his scent of pine and citrus. Curious to learn where he went, I reach out through our mind link, but something is blocking me. Shocked, I try again, but I get the same results—nothing.
Deciding I need to find my mate and talk to him face to face about what the next step will be, I grab the clothes he left for me and quickly dress. It is just as I am about to stand from the comfortable bed that the door is slammed open and in walks Marilyn Cross and her minions.
“If it isn’t the little home-wrecker,” she sneers as she takes a step forward. I bristle at her words, glare at the brunette, and scoff. If anyone is the home-wrecker, it’s her.
“Show some respect for your future Luna. I am Lucas’ mate,” I shoot back, watching as shock, then anger show on her face. Marilyn has always hated me, ever since the day she arrived at our pack. She is not a true member of Oak Fur, but the daughter of the alpha to the largest pack in the area, Blood Oath. Alpha Ramos made some sort of deal with her father ten years ago, and Marilyn came to live in Oak Fur when she was ten. When she turned fourteen, she and Lucas started dating, and she began bullying me for no other reason than that I was friends with Lucas and Simon.
“You will never be Luna of Oak Fur. That position is mine, and will always be mine!” she screeches at me. I open my mouth to ask what she means, but before I can, her minions are rushing towards me. The strawberry-blonde she-wolf called Pearl grabs my hair, yanking it hard and pulling me off the bed and onto the floor. I can smell the scent of wolfsbane on her fingers, and growl. Wolfsbane is poison to us, how dare they try to use it on a high-ranking wolf!
Kicking out at Pearl, I manage to connect the heel of my foot to her stomach. She releases me as she is sent flying towards Marilyn, crashing into the spiteful bitch. Unfortunately, I leave myself open for another attack, and the two remaining she-wolves, a redhead named Ruby and a blonde named Prism, take this chance to claw and scratch at me. I wince as the wolfsbane on their nails enters my skin, feeling it begin to work through my veins. Doing my best to fight back, I send an S.O.S. into the pack link, but I am met with another block.
It is then that I realize something is wrong. The only reason for my pack link not to work is if the alpha blocked me from mind-linking with anyone. Ruby makes a swipe for my face, but I dodge her just in time, and she grazes my shoulder. I wince, my energy slowly being zapped by the wolfsbane.
“What the hell is going on?” I sigh with relief when I hear a shout. Standing in the doorway is Alpha Ramos, his angry grey eyes taking in the five of us. Marilyn pouts behind him, a bruise on her cheek from where Pearl crashed into her.
“Kaylee attacked Marilyn,” Ruby accuses. I growl at her, turning to the alpha ready to explain my side of the situation, but he growls back, preventing me from saying anything as the power radiating off of him demands me to submit.
“I will not have anyone attacking a visiting pack delegate,” he snarls, marching to where I stand and grabbing me by the wrist. His eyes glaze over as he begins to drag me from his son’s room, ordering everyone out before he slams the door. Before I know it, he is dragging me from the third floor and down the stairs, before throwing me outside of the large five-story building. I stumble as I try not to fall on my face, before turning to glare at the man that my father died for.
By now, I realize why his eyes glazed over when he grabbed me. He had sent a mind link demanding the pack to come and witness a public trial. Dread fills me as I wait to see just what has changed between last night and now.