The Alpha's Reject

Chapter 10

Vlad POV-

I did what I knew I had to do. Taking the dagger from the grand beta, I quickly cut my palm. The light sting was numbed by my healing Alpha blood.

I couldn't look at her. I refused to watch my mate's pretty face as I rejected her.

Don't you fucking dare. My wolf growled.

Clenching my jaw, I fought against Mikhail's urges. I could either reject her now, or be forced to kill her later. I was saving her.. I looked down at the basin filled with blood. I had to stop looking at those hazel eyes. If I kept staring, I just might drown in their smoky depths.

I closed my eyes, willing away the guilt that had started to eat at my chest. I needed to say it before I could have any second thoughts.

"I Vladimir Baranov reject you, Brielle Evans, as my mate."

The minute I'd uttered those words, it had become too late. I rejected her loud and clear, for all to hear.

Mikhail's sorrowful howl filled my head. It was so loud and pained, I wouldn't doubt if everyone else had heard it as well.

I finally allowed myself to look up at my mate.

Her bright eyes were now dull, and spilling over with tears. My heart lurched in my chest. What had I done?

Brielle blinked a few times, the hurt obvious on her delicate features.

"I Brielle Evans.. accept your decision.. Alpha." She struggled to choke that last part out.

I stood there for a moment waiting for something..anything to happen.

Brielle's silent tears had now become audible wails. Her shoulders heaved as she sobbed. I wanted nothing more than to hold her in my arms, and comfort her.

My mate took one last look at me before running off of the stage, and into the crowd.
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I was already on my third scotch. No matter how much alcohol I drank, I still saw her. My efforts to forget the events from earlier had been futile.

The hurt eyes of my mate continued to haunt me. My wolf had closed himself off from me, leaving me to deal with this alone. I've been through worse..

But the guilt in my heart said otherwise. Goddess I'm such an asshole. I swirled the contents in my glass, listening to the ice clink.

It was better if Dmitri didn't know about Brielle. Mates were always a dangerous weakness in wolves. I would fight to keep the existence of my mate a secret for as long as I could. It didn't help that Brielle was the only she-wolf that had been rejected tonight. It made her stand out, it made people talk.

"Something on your mind brother?" Alexei said, entering the suite.

"No just thinking." I lied.

Alexei pursed his lips, but didn't press the issue.

"I've come to tell you that Adolf is soon to be in position, and Dmitri is highly disappointed to say the least."

I cringed at this new revelation.

"He's making a big mistake." I said.