Page 3 of Denied By the Alphas

“Do you want to see the charm bracelets I got from school?”

“Sure,” I answered with a tight smile, but I was worried about Lena the whole time Francine talked on and on.

Later, after spending about an hour with Lena and Francine, I prepared to leave. But as soon as I was about to exit the home, my mom stopped me.

“Carmen,” she said. “Have you found yourself a pack yet? Even Lena knows how important it is to be mated.”

“No,” I said.

“Well, you need to get started,” she said disapprovingly. “You’re getting older, and you don’t want your alphas to get disgusted by you in just a few years.”

I rolled my eyes, holding back my tongue. I didn’t want to insult the status of her relationship because it was too heartbreaking—even for me.

The night I found out that my three fathers had left, I wasn’t sure if it was because Henry commanded them to do it or if they did it on their own. I was ten years old at that time, and I never forgot when my mom explained that I would never be seeing my fathers again.

It wasdark by the time I made my way back to my place, a sense of unease settling in my stomach.

Nightfall was never my favorite time, especially with the possibility of alphas lurking around. My scent blockers had been on for nearly eight hours, and I knew they would start to wear off soon.

As I approached my door, I noticed a wolf prowling nearby. His ripped ear was unmistakable—it was my landlord. He’d been hitting on me constantly since I moved in, and tonight was no exception. He shifted into alpha form, and I quickly turned my gaze away from his nakedness.

“Really?” I exclaimed, feeling disgusted. “You think that’s going to impress me?”

Tim laughed, his voice dripping with arrogance. “Aw, come on, Carmen. Better get used to this view since you won’t be packless forever. I could be your alpha.”

“Will you move out of the way?” I said, trying to focus my eyes on his face instead of his small dick.

“Actually, I have to talk to you about something. I saw Henry come by your place,” Tim said. “Are you in any trouble with the law or whatnot?”

“What the hell?” I sighed, rolling my eyes. I didn’t have the time or the energy for this right now.

“You heard me.”

“Well, I’m not in any trouble,” I said.

“That’s all I needed to know, omega. Have a great evening then,” he said with a scowl as he shifted back into wolf form and bounded down the street.

God, he was such a creep.

It was like I had no privacy around here, and I quickly ran into the house and locked the door with shaking hands. I caught a whiff of Henry’s lingering scent in the air, and my nose curled in disgust.

Determined to cleanse my home, I grabbed some sagefrom the kitchen and lit it, allowing the fragrant smoke to fill the air. I waved the burning sage through each room, focusing on purging Henry’s presence from my safe space. Once I finished, I began the tedious task of vacuuming up the feathers strewn about from the shredded pillow and cleaning the rest of my apartment.

It felt like an obsession, but I needed to erase any trace of him. After an hour of cleaning, I finally decided that I was done. Everything was put back the way it was. My orange couch was tucked into its corner, and the non-matching patterned rug was straightened out again. The feathers were all gone, and I decided to take a shower to get rid of all the bad memories.

The hot water was soothing against my skin as I lathered the soap all over me, vigorously washing every inch. Afterward, I crawled into bed, unable to shake the memory of the conversation with my mom about finding a pack to mate with.

There wasn’t a pack I wanted to be with, except for the alpha who rejected me four years ago. Suddenly, the memory of his rejection flooded my mind:

It was my eighteenth birthday, and Tyler had promised me a night out while I waited at home for his phone call. He said he would be here at five. I redid my makeup a million times, but he still wasn’t here.

Suddenly, I received a call from my friend Jessica.

“Hey Jess,” I said.

“I know where he is.”

Driven by frustration and confusion, I searched for him, only to find him at a sleazy strip club, hurling dollar bills at half-naked dancers.

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