Rejected: mated to the lycan twins

Chapter3

“Don't act all dumb with me my love, didn’t we spend a night together yesterday? Wrapped in my arms and begging for my warmth?” The young man grinned as though he was thriving with joy from seeing her in such a state.

“What is the meaning of this? Stop this right now.” Ivelle snapped at him but that didn’t seem to work she turned to Mavros who was boiling in anger and felt played.

“How dare you lie to me?” Mavros was furiously gazing at her as she was still in so much confusion.

‘How could you even think of doing such a thing? Have you no shame and yet you dare to act all innocent with him?

“I didn't do anything wrong, I don't even know who he is.” Ivelle defended but Mavros had seen enough to conclude that she was indeed lying.

“There's no use lying to him anymore, your lover boy is here so admit it.” Fayra continued pestering Ivelle who wasn't going to give in, just yet. She had so much to deal with in barely a few hours, she was still in shock that her mate was having an affair with her step-sister after finding out she was pregnant for him and now a man she had never met in her life was claiming to be her lover right in front of Mavros.

“You wh*re!” Mavros snarled and slapped her again causing her head to snap to the side due to the force of the blow.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as hot tears rolled down her cheeks.

“How dare you do this to me? I could ruin your life and that of this peasant if I wanted to,” he shouted, his words filled with bitterness and hatred.

Ivelle opened her mouth to say something but the words were instantly caught up in her throat, she glanced over at her step-sister Fayra who stood silently with a sly smile on her face, Ivelle immediately had a feeling that she had something to do with this.

“Please believe me.” She continued to beg Mavros.

“You dare bring this thing to my home, to flaunt him or what?” He roared.

“Babe what’s happening, you asked me to meet you here, why is there so much ruckus going on?” The young man asked Ivelle, who had almost forgotten his existence in the room, she slowly turned to look at him with teary eyes, unable to figure out what to do about him.

“I will show you two who have the authority here, how dare you two try to fool me?” Mavros was restless and in an unstoppable rage. “I will make sure all the young men in this pack die!” He revealed, startling them as they gazed at him in shock.

“What?” Fayra was stunned by this. “Why would you make that kind of rule?” She asked him while leaning on him gently.

“What do you mean? I believe this isn’t the only man she must have slept with, everyone else in this pack needs to learn not to defile my orders.” He explained while stroking her hair gently, his anger seemed to have subsided but as soon as he gazed at Ivelle, his eyes screamed hatred.

“Then what do you suggest I do honey?” He asked Fayra. “What should I do to this w***e?” His eyes swept over Fayra in disgust.

“I suggest you flung her out of here, she has no use being here, I strongly believe that the men she had seduced are very innocent so let them be,” Fayra suggested to him, he thought about it for a while, and without hesitating he nodded his head in agreement.

“You’re right! I know what sort of woman she is and strongly believe that the only way to teach her a lesson is to trash her out of here, I’ve had enough of her.” Mavros nodded and gazed at Ivelle who was still in disbelief as everyone seemed to get worse.

“Are you going to buy her words? I’m your mate, why are you doing this-“

“Shut it! You’re barren! I don’t need such a person in my life as an alpha.” Mavros shook her rigorously, and while his hands tightened around her arm it caused her skin to redden almost immediately. She hissed in pain while trying to wriggle her way out of his almost impossible grip.

“Your presence here is even a slap on my face, I don’t want to set my eyes on you anymore.” He ordered before pushing her away from him, causing her to stumble backward and wrap her hand over her belly respectively.

“What do you mean?”

“Since you’re despicably slow, I’ll make it possible for you to understand.” His eyes darkened as he gazed at her in disgust.

“I Mavros Kane, alpha of Silver Crest pack, reject you Ivelle as my mate.” He mouthed without hesitation.