Page 66 of Rejected Beta


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Do they really believe Moira is just going to abandon the life she's built here? They're completely blind, but it'll only work in our favor. So intent on their own desires, they don't see what's happening right in front of them.

It will be their downfall and I can't wait.

Brad steps closer, his eyes darkening with lust. “When is your next heat? Maybe we can trigger it early with new bonds."

That sounds like a nightmare. Thankfully, I've been sneaking blockers, helping me put off my heat since I didn't want it to happen when I was trapped with them. When I go off of them, the heat is going to be excruciating and probably last over a week, but it'll be worth it to escape having it with them. I won't be strong enough to resist and that's the last thing I want.

"I have at least another month,” I lie.

He nods. “Just enough time to get you both back home and drop the kid off with a babysitter."

I clear my throat and step around him. “We better go or we're going to be late."

Nicole stands by the door, eyeing me with a mean glint in her gaze. ”Look at the omega, so eager to see a beta. Are you sure you're not broken?"

Her words trigger something in me, a wound yet unhealed by the bullshit my parents used to tell me. I've heard it way too many times over the years since I don't even need an alpha's scent during my heats. I've fucked alphas of course, but I've always preferred betas.

One beta in particular.

And I'm done feeling guilty or broken or wrong over it.

We've found each other again, so clearly it is meant to be.

I raise a brow at her. “I’m not the only one chasing a beta, don't forget."

She snarls, taking a threatening step towards me. “Watch your mouth and remember who you're speaking to."

I stand my ground, refusing to cower before these two pathetic excuses for alphas. “Remember that we don't have a bond yet and I can happily go back to the program if I decide you're not the right kind of alpha for me."

Nicole snarls again, but backs down when Brad grips her shoulder.

One day I'm going to push them too far and probably regret it, but I can't stand them. My disgust for them has grown and morphed into a creature that almost wants to see them dead after spending so much time with them.

But Moira is worth all of this.

And they're not actually truly dominant or strong alphas. They do nothing but posture and lean into the stereotypes. Every time I stand up to them, they back down, not willing to force me into my place.

With a bond mark, that would probably change, but no fucking way will that ever happen.

"Come on. We don't want to be late,” Brad says.

My steps are eager as we leave the hotel and head towards the diner they messaged Moira to meet us at. Even though we won't be able to act normal, I just want to be around her again. Having her so close, but not being able to see her is driving me mad.

I know playing things slow and careful is the only way to keep her and her daughter safe, but I hate it. She remains just out of reach.

The diner smells like greasy food and syrup when we step inside, making my nose wrinkle.

Nicole sneers. “Fussy omega. Don't worry, I'm sure they have some salads on the menu for your delicate palate."

I've never wanted to punch someone more. She's always such an asshole, cruel and snide. I think she actually wanted to be an omega instead of the alpha she is. It shows in the strange relationship the two of them have. She has more natural dominance than he does, but she always submits to him, all but purring when he takes her in hand.

She's also lazy as hell, expecting to be waited on hand and foot, not wanting to work. She has no idea what it's actually like to be an omega. She thinks we're all spoiled and lazy because we're either on the dumbass exchange program or we're sucked into a pack and controlled and coddled.

But it's a prison.

It's hell.

She wouldn't last a day as an omega.

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