Mated To Alpha Kessler

Lyra’s POV

I found myself surrounded by darkness, trying to find my footing. But in the midst of it all, I kept hearing a voice, that small still voice, giving me the strength to come out of the darkness that surrounded me.

Suddenly, after much attempt and struggle, I muster the courage and flutter my eyes open.

I see the panic in the eyes of the people around me as I try to take in my surroundings.

The room feels unfamiliar, the beeping of machines foreign to my ears. Confusion clouds my mind as I try to piece together what happened, but the urgency in the room tells me that something serious has occurred.

I jerk up and realize that I am in the hospital. The realization makes me slump back to bed as I contemplate how many times I’ve been in and out of the hospital.

I rack my brain to remember how I got here. Everything is in a fog, but the last thing I can remember is my encounter with Jack and Annie.

My emotions are all over the place as someone walks in. I try to recollect who the person is, but I realize I can’t. So, the name that comes out of my mouth is Conor. The confusion only adds as I try to make sense of it all.

I notice he’s hurt when I don’t get his name right, which prompts me to delve more into my memory. Then, it clicks: he’s Alpha Kessler, my rejected mate.

Anger and resentment burn through me as I remember his words from the record Jack played.

It all comes crashing down on my mind. He has said those words to me before, and I doubt if he didn’t say those words. His betrayal settles in me, and I struggle to contain the storm of emotions.

His voice is crystal clear, confirming that he is the one. As he moves closer to touch my stomach, I allow it, knowing I can’t drive him away completely. It’s a strategic move, a way to keep him close so I can have my revenge on him, just like Jack proposed.

I’m ready to go all out with him. I don’t give a damn if I’m carrying his child or not. My priority now is to protect my child at all costs, away from someone as manipulating as him.

He made me believe he had my interests at heart, but on the contrary, I meant nothing to him. This fuels my determination to keep him at arm’s length, to protect myself and my child.

I could sense his tense demeanor when I asked Conor again. I wanted nothing from Conor, but I just wanted to watch him suffer.

I didn’t want to feel any emotions when he planted a lingering kiss on my forehead.

After he left, I noticed Cara and another lady I didn’t know walking in, both beaming with smiles.

Then, in that instant, I realized I was back in the Moonpeak pack. This only meant one thing: Alpha Kessler came to rescue me.

I don’t know if I should be happy or sad that he came to my rescue, but I didn’t want to feel any emotions right now.

Cara came closer and hugged me. “Oh, Lyra, you gave us quite a scare, but I’m happy you are fine again.” Her words pierce through the numbness I’ve built around myself. Yet, beneath it all, a knot of mistrust still stays, making it difficult to fully embrace the relief of being safe once more.

“I’m going nowhere, Cara, not even now that I’m expecting my baby,” I assure her, feeling a bond with my unborn child already.

The other lady stands and finally asks, “Can I get a hug too?”

I’m cautious as I look between Cara and the lady. Then she says, “Oh, my bad. I’m Olivia, Alpha’s sister.”

I return her greeting with a nod, welcoming her into the embrace.

Oh, I don’t need to be mean to her. She has done me no wrong, I realize, softening my demeanor. I open my arms, and she hugs me warmly.

“I have heard so many things about you, Lyra, and it’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” Olivia says with a genuine smile.

“Same here, Olivia.”

As much as I want to be away from this pack, I know I can’t because I have a mission I must carry out.

“When will I be discharged?” I ask, eager to leave the hospital.

Zach walks in and says, “Alpha will have to give his order when the doctor deems you fit.”

“How are you, little one?” he asks, coming closer to me. I notice emotions running through his mind. He shakes his head and hugs me.

Part of me feels happy to be here again, surrounded by familiar faces and the comfort of home. But another part of me doesn’t want to go through the emotional roller coaster I went through before. What lies ahead fills me with anxiety, but I push it aside, focusing on the present moment.

I know my life is gradually building up at Northville, but not, to say the least, I miss it here.

The doctor comes in and checks my vitals, then asks everyone to leave so I can rest. I’m grateful because my head had started pounding.

As soon as they leave, I’m thrown into another frenzy of thoughts about Alpha Kessler, Conor, and the life growing inside of me. I struggle to make sense of the tangled web of emotions.

Did he rescue me because of the baby binding us, or did he rescue me because he still felt something for me? The question taunted me with anticipation.

I shake my head at the thought. He’s a monster; he can’t feel anything for me. His words start ringing in my head, each syllable cutting deeper than the last.

“She means nothing to me,” the words keep occurring over again,” I remember his confession. “I marked her because my Lycan took over. Why do you think I chose Annie instead of her?”

The memories flood back, the pain of betrayal and rejection still raw. I don’t regret killing her father, despite her wanting me to admit I regret it.

The words kept on ringing, and I couldn’t take it anymore as I let out a scream like a banshee.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

The doctor rushes back to check on me. I notice Alpha Kessler and Conor beside him.

Seeing Conor again, a smile breaks out on my face. Gosh, I have missed him. I open my arms for him to embrace me in a hug, craving his comfort.

I notice Conor’s reluctance to come closer, and I see him looking at Alpha Kessler. Alpha Kessler gives Conor a nod to go ahead, which he does reluctantly.

I notice Alpha Kessler’s features like he’s holding himself back from unleashing whatever demons he has kept hidden.

I use that as a cue for him to be jealous as I take Conor’s hand and kiss him. But what Conor says catches me off guard, and I struggle to keep up with the possibility.