Alpha’s Rejected Slave

Sheila’s POV

Dumbstruck.

A sharp crack formed in my chest. No, I could hear my heart breaking into a thousand splinters of glass.

Isn’t this what I’ve always wanted? Prayed for, ran away for, bled and abused for. Weeks ago presented with such an offer I’d have taken it and ran for the hills but watching the only man I’ve ever loved dismiss what we shared reduced my self esteem to nothingness.

His back turned towards me, his arms akimbo as I was watching his flex toned abs, the muscular display of his broad back and his intense scent flagging my nostrils.

“Are you saying?”

“Yes Sheila.”...