The Twin Alpha's Rejected Mate

ts of her nightmares still clinging to her. Her body was stiff from the tension of the previous night, but as she opened her eyes, the warmth of the fire and the

n she had once known, yet now she was faced with the uncertainty of what to do next. They had offered her safety, but she knew nothing

hysical strain of the night before catching up with her. Her chest tightened again, the weight of rejection still he

us on the present. Whatever had happened, whatever had been broken between her and Gareth, she couldn't let it define

door opening. Rylan entered, his gaze scanning the room until it settled

nd commanding, as though his presence al

ants of sleep heavy in her eyes. "I

're welcome," he said simply, stepping further into the room. "We have a few thi

t seemed like this new world would be filled with unfamiliar faces. "I'm not sure I belong here, Ry

an omega," he replied, his voice carrying a weight that made her pause. "No one here is defined by a single title. We all have our roles, but those r

side her. She hadn't expected him to understand, hadn't expected anyone to care. But

oward the door, his presence still l

vious day's emotional toll. She didn't know what would come of her time in Wildheart, but for n

long, wooden table, plates of food already set out. The air smelled of fresh bread, roasted meat, an

end of the table, his dark eyes soft as he greeted Rylan. His

and comforting, though there was a slight edg

red for Leila to sit next to them, his movements f

shaken. The pack members at the table eyed her with curiosity, but no one said a word

our kindness," she said, her voice shaky but determined. "But I don't know wha

t, placing a hand on her shoulder in a gesture of comfort. "No one will make you do anything you d

so different from the harsh words she had heard before. "I don't know if I can stay," she said, more

weight of the past sti

t there was an undercurrent of something deeper-something that spoke of patience an

through her at the intensity of his presence, but there was also something else there-a flic

e can't undo what's been done to you. No one can. But y

ted, or even what she was capable of, but one thing was certain: Wildheart had given her a place

uggling with the thoughts swirling in her mind. Every now and then, she would catch a fleeting glance from one of the pack members, but no one pressed her

ion turning serious. "There's something we need

ard by the sudden shift in

tly, and we need every member to pull their weight. You might not be an alpha, but you're

. "I don't understand. How c

ou'd be surprised at what you're capable of. But thi

g you to fight, Leila. But you need to be prepared. There are dang

asking her to step up, to be more than just a wounded omega. But could she do it? Could s

cation almost too much for Leila to decipher. Then

will make sure you unde

creep over her, but she knew one thing for sure: her journey was just beginning, and the