Shunned By An Alpha, Cherised By A Lycan

Chapter 9:

“Let me go, Ryder!” I voiced out a second time, hurt, anger, and pain emanating from my voice.

Jason stepped in. “She said to let go!” He growled, his voice a silent warning that a fight was going to break out if Ryder didn’t let go.

Ryder gripped my hand tighter. I could see from his expression that he wasn’t willing to let go and was ready for a fight instead.

I released my grip from Jason and then faced Ryder. He wanted a show, didn’t he? Well, I was so in. This time, I’d be caught in a scandal between a Lycan King and my foster brother, who had rejected me. How interesting the headline would be.

“Let me go, Ryder! What do you want from me? A one-night stand to etch in your memory, and then you return to your pack while my name gets sullied?” I fired at him.

His jaw twitched, and then he finally let me go, looking away. I felt hurt, shattered for a second time, and the words were true. He had intended to make it just a one-night stand.

I ran away from Jason’s hold, away from them both. I needed to stay away. Maybe I shouldn’t have come back, because it felt like the pack was my doom.

Jason called my name behind me as he ran after me. I had already ruined his engagement party, and the last thing I needed was to face him, too. He was another demon I had wrestled with in the past.

I didn’t stop running until I reached my room and bolted the door behind me.

Jason knocked. I immediately bolted the door.

“Jasmine, please open the door. We need to talk,” his voice boomed.

I blinked, tears rushing down my cheeks.

“We have nothing to talk about, Jason. Stephanie is waiting for you,” I yelled back, reminding him.

Jason went quiet for a while, or so I thought. Jason had his fiancée, and Ryder had his pack.

“I’m sorry for the rejection. You deserve better.” Those were Jason’s final words as he left my door.

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The morning rays filtered softly through the thin curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across my room. The gentle light played over my face, reminding me I needed to get up from my lazy sleep.

Having cried myself to sleep last night, I felt a lot better this morning. The weight, pain, and everything else were lifted from my chest.

All I needed right now was a perfect morning and a moment to continue with my stay in the pack.

It took me about half an hour to freshen up, and minutes later, I was heading downstairs.

Everyone was seated for breakfast—Jason at one end with Stephanie, and Mom and Dad at the other. But then my eyes zeroed in on that tall frame sitting where I was meant to sit. Ryder?

What the hell was he doing in the house, having breakfast with my family?

Heaven knows I wanted to run back, but the sly fox saw me in time.

His eyes narrowed as he fixed his gaze on me, taking in every detail of my face. I sighed, deciding to face my fear head-on and walk to the dining table rather than cowardly running away.

“Jasmine, you’re up?” Mom’s voice was soft and tender as she looked at me.

“Yeah, just needed to rest,” I replied, pondering where to sit. Only one chair was left, and it was opposite Ryder.

I could feel Jason’s intense gaze on me, but I’d rather not say anything to him. Pulling the chair out, I plopped down on it.

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