Mated To Alpha Kessler

He places his hand on his head, looking conflicted. Suddenly, his face goes cold, devoid of any emotion.

“Why do you enjoy infuriating me?” he asks, frustration evident in his voice. “I gave a simple order for you to stay in your room. Is it too difficult for you to comprehend?”

I wonder why he’s so aggressive about me leaving my room, so I ask, “Where is this coming from?”

“I am no prisoner to be locked for days without seeing the sun,” I explain, frustration lacing my words. “Moreover, I was on my heat, that’s why I’ve not been out.

And now, obviously, my heat is over. You can’t expect me to be locked in the room.”

He’s still angry, but I’m unsure about what exactly. “I don’t get it,” I admit, perplexed. “But he said, ‘Now is not the good time, Lyra.'”

“Oh, and when is the good time, Kessler?” I challenge him, my tone sharp. “Is it because of the mating ceremony in three days?”

He’s stunned, his expression betraying his surprise as I piece it together.

“You want me locked up in the room,” I accuse, frustration simmering beneath my words. “Why do you take her as your mate, but keep me indoors as your mistress to complete you as an Alpha?”

“Gosh, how can I be so gullible to allow you into my life?” I lament, feeling frustrated and pissed. “When all you do is crush me over again.”

“How can I forget so many mean words you say to me,” I continue, my voice trembling with emotion, “and how you make me feel about my existence in your world?”

“Kessler, what do you want?” I demand, my tone weary. “I’m done going through this emotional rollercoaster with you. I’m tired and drained of emotions.”

His voice boomed with anger. “Don’t you dare turn it around, Lee!”

“Oh, don’t you Lee me!” I retort, my anger rising. “Turn what around? That I’m stating the obvious of how you make me feel?

What is the essence of locking me up in the room when you don’t want me? I don’t get it, Kessler.

You are making me question my sanity,” I add, frustration evident as I hold my hand to my head.

“You are nothing but a selfish, egotistic son of an Alpha,” I accuse, my voice trembling with anger. “But where is this coming from? I want to know,” I demand, looking at him for answers with my hands folded under my breast.

He finally responds, “If you had stayed indoors, you wouldn’t have met my mum.”

“Oh, I get it now,” I realize, frustration boiling inside me. “So my meeting with your mum is now the bone of contention. If I don’t meet with her today, don’t you think she will summon me?”

“But that would have been on neutral ground, Lyra,” he says with a sigh.

“So, why is meeting with your mum such a big deal?” I press him for an explanation.

“I continue, Kessler, you need to decide on what you want and stop tagging me along like my whole life is tied to you,” I assert firmly.

He looks at me with an emotion I can’t quite decipher but quickly replaces it with a cold demeanor. “You are my mate, Lyra,” he says, his voice firm. “Our lives are woven together.”

“I gave out a humorless life. I’m your mate,” I remark dryly. “Yes, agreed, but what exactly do you want from this?” I ask, pointing between him and me.

He appears conflicted, unsure of how to respond. Eventually, he just shakes his head and looks away.

“Your priority should be the pack, your chosen mate, and the baby you will be having soon,” I continued, my tone tinged with resignation. “I should be the least of your worries because clearly, you have nothing in plan for us.”

“The earlier you think about it, the better for you,” I advise, my voice firm.

“It will be in our best interest if we do your mother’s bidding and get on with our lives,” I suggest, hoping for some resolution.

I put up a brave front, but inside, I feel like I’m dying. The thought of him complying with his mother’s request fills me with dread.

Sasha had gone completely mute throughout this conversation with Kessler. I could sense her unhappiness, but what could I do? It is what it is.

“I need to make him mad at me,” I resolve silently, “so he will lose himself and reject me. Then, in return, I can find my way out of this pack. So no bond will hold me back.”

“Kessler, I need you to get one thing straight,” I said, meeting his expectant gaze.

“This bond between us can’t work,” my voice steady despite the turmoil inside. “I can’t stand you, Kessler.

You disgust me with your hands stained with my father’s innocent blood, and yet you stand here all high and mighty like you own me.”

“I am not yours, Kessler,” I declare, my tone firm. “And read my lips: I will never be yours. Don’t think that because you mark me and mate with me, we’re on the same page.”

“No, Kessler, you lie,” I refute, my voice filled with conviction. “Whatever we had these few days means absolutely nothing to me. So don’t assume that you have me all to yourself.”

“My heart is messy for love,” I confess, a hint of sadness in my words. “I am not capable of love. Even if you are my mate, I will feel nothing toward you.”

“So the earlier you get that, the better you face your priority, which is your pack and your new family,” I conclude firmly.

If looks could kill, I’d be six feet below. He glares at me dangerously, his aura oozing out, his Lycan threatening to take charge.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

But I am not moved. I have Alpha and Lycan blood, coupled with my powers which I have learned to control and use when necessary.

I refuse to back down.

“How dare you, Lyra? How dare you say these mean words to me?” he retorts, his voice laced with anger.

“I’m sorry to burst your bubble, but it is nothing but the truth, Kess,” I reply, placing my hand on his chest.

He stiffens at my touch but later calms down.

Despite the tension between us, I stand my ground, determined to protect my interests.

“So for this reason, I, Lyra Bash, reject you, Kessler Frodd, as my Alpha and mate,” I declare firmly.

I feel a sharp sensation as if a string is detached, and my neck burns intensely. Then, the pain becomes bearable, and finally, I don’t feel any pain at all.

I am surprised when he says back, “I, Kessler Frodd, reject you, Lyra Bash, as my mate and Luna. I know it’s for the better good of my pack because their safety is my priority.”

With that, our bond is severed, and I’m left standing, feeling relief and sad. But I know this is for the best, for both of us.

I can sense that he felt some sensation too, as he reacted by trying to suppress it.

He looks at me with bored emotions, his anger buzzing high, shakes his head, and then he leaves me.