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My Alpha Mate Rejected Me: He says I'm a Misfit

Chapter 4 IT'S TIME

Word Count: 1167 | Released on: 12/01/2025

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think, a part of me does. A part of me still wants to be accepted. A part of me wishes to have

's not m

orever, no matter how much I want to. The day is only beginning, and there are still preparati

ence is noticed. And whe

rd the store. I go straight to the grocery store, pick up

hen as she handles the final touches for tonight's feast. Every family is expected to bring their dishes and then share with

shine. Appearance matters tonight. It always does during gatherings like this

scrolling through his phone with the ki

s soon as she sees me. "I was starting

g the grocery bag on the coun

a pot. "I know these gatherings aren't your favori

to s

prive them of their favorite punching bag," I say with

nds on her apron before turning fully to me. "That's not true, T

ainst the counter. I can see the concern in her eyes,

is right. Tonight is about more than just the feast. It's about showing the n

ke this, and somehow it works, even if only a little. Th

hat when I don't

finally. "But I'm not

e gatherings anyway? It's just an excuse for ever

l smile on his face. "This is important. And we are a

eyes but nods. "Ye

t of standing in front of the entire pack, with

hand on my shoulder. "You'll be okay, Talia. Just b

ds are meant to comfort me, but instead they make me think

l, I

food, and move around the kitchen, keeping myself busy. It helps k

sses qu

glances at the clock

head back

le and black, nothing special. I pick it because it doesn't s

out how the fabric fits, how it clings in places I wish it wouldn't, or how differe

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the doorframe. His usual smirk is go

says. "Y

rcing a small smile

k, I know I don't always check up on you, but... you'll be

hat's not something I

rough my chest. "Thanks,

. "Yeah, well, don't get used to it.

h, and some tension in

a thought forms in me.

looks back.

n sure why I'm asking, but the quest

once, he looks uncomfortable an

want my opinion. But, Talia... you'll

I nod anyway. Before he can say anythin

ackson! T

ne last look. "You

and heads do

alone in

to my heartbeat, feeling the weight of

take a

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My Alpha Mate Rejected Me: He says I'm a Misfit

Nathan Donald Werewolf

“"No, this is a mistake! A wolfless, overweight werewolf can't be my mate." His words hit me hard. Alpha Bran of the Moonlight Pack doesn't even hesitate as he says it, his voice clear enough for everyone to hear. Whispers rise from the crowd almost immediately, spreading fast like wildfire. Disbelief. Judgment. Some don't even bother to lower their voices. No one tries to stop him. No one questions him. Not when it's their Alpha speaking. But I won't let them see how much it hurts. I won't give him that satisfaction. I square my shoulders and force a smile that feels like it might crack my face. "Well, Bran, I guess the Moon Goddess has a sense of humor after all," I say, ignoring the pain running through me. "Too bad she didn't give you one." Silence falls just as quickly as the whispers started. No one expects me to talk back. Not to him. Not to the Alpha. Bran's eyes turn red with anger, the faint glow of his wolf showing through. A warning. A reminder of who he is and who I am not. But I hold my ground. "Talia," he starts, his tone lower now, more dangerous, but I cut him off before he can continue. He is going to reject me anyway. There's no point letting him drag it out. "Don't worry, Bran," I say. "I'm sure there's some loophole you can find to get out of this. After all, you can't have someone like me ruining your perfect reputation, right?" A few gasps echo from the crowd. Wolves shift uneasily. Speaking to the Alpha like this is not just bold-it's wrong in every way the pack believes in. But I don't stop. The air feels tight, heavy with tension. For a moment, I see something shift in his eyes-uncertainty, maybe even conflict. The bond is there. I can feel it pulling at me. And I wonder if he feels it too. He turns away from me like I don't matter. "This conversation is over, Talia. You should leave." Just like that. No formal rejection. Just dismissal. It feels like something inside me cracks, but I don't show it. I won't give him or anyone else the chance to see me break. Not here. Not in front of wolves who already see me as less. I nod, keeping my head high, even though my chest feels tight. Then I turn and walk away, each step steady, even when it feels like I might fall apart at any second. Talia, a wolfless wolf in her pack has been a mocking object in her Pack just because she's fat, wolfless and eats like a glutton. Her situation turned worse when the Moon Goddess decided to give her Alpha Bran, their Pack 's Alpha as a mate. He rejected her on the spot. What would be Talia's fate after the rejection? Let's see.”