REJECTED: The Alpha Behind The Mask

Victoria’s POV

“Vicky, I think this black pant will be great on you.” I moved my gaze, and noticed Sonia was holding a tight black pant, which made me rolled my eyes and look away.

“Come on Vicky, this will look good on you,” she grumbled and stood in front of me with the long pant in her hand.

I sighed and stood up from the bed. I walked to the closet and brought out a pair of blue jean and a crop top dress, closed the closet and kept the clothes on the bed.

“And where are you going with these clothes?” Sonia asked while picking up the clothes.

“To the birthday party, of course,” I replied while trying to take the clothes from her, but she took it away and put it back in the closet.

“You are not going to that party dressed like a wallflower, not when your mate will be there.” the minutes she said those words I became anxious.

“He is not my mate and I can’t even remember his face anymore.” I lied. Because every night before I go to sleep, I still see that beautiful sets of green eyes piercing through my soul.

“Lies.” Sonia murmured and placed the black long pant and a crop blue dress on the bed.

“I’m not wearing that.” I murmured,

“Sorry girlfriend, you have no choice.” she said those words and left me for the bathroom.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I grumbled and picked up the clothes from the bed. These clothes were meant for nightclubs and maybe teens wild parties, not for a birthday party of an elderly man.

I shook my head and kept back the clothes on the bed. The thought of seeing that mysterious man made me scared, anxious, and for strange reasons, excited.

“Why aren’t you dressed?” Sonia’s voice brought me back from my thoughts, which made me grumble and stood on my feet.

I took off my sweatpant and put on the black pant she forced on me.

I looked in a mirror and saw that the pant was good on me, but it was exposing my body figure, and I wasn’t comfortable with it.

“Can I please not wear this “? I begged.

Sonia ignored me and dressed up. She wore a blue jumpsuit that looks perfect on her.

“Sit.” Sonia ordered.

I sat on the chair while she picked up a comb and brushed my hair.

“You know this is someone else’s party and not mine.” I grumbled when I realized Sonia was taking her time in dressing my hair. She chuckled and let go of my hair.

“Thanks.” I murmured

“Anything for you baby,” she replied and picked up her bag from the table, and we left the house.

Locating the man’s house wasn’t a problem for us, and in no time we were standing in front of a small mansion, but not really small.

“I knew it, this family is fucking rich.” Sonia exclaimed excitedly.

I ignored her and took a better look at the house, and indeed the mansion was outstanding.

“Let’s go in, I can’t wait.” Sonia dragged me towards the gate and rang the bell. Within a second, a tall, well-built man stood in front of us

“Are you here for the party.”his voice was rough but calm

“Yeah.” I replied while trying to bring out the invitation card from my bag.

“You must be Victoria.” he looked at me with a big smile on his face.

“Yes, how did you know that.” I asked confused.

“Oh that? My boss told me you guys would be coming.” he smiled at me again and let us in.

We got in, and I could still feel his gaze on me.

“Don’t you think that guy acted weird?” I asked Sonia,

“Maybe he is a werewolf.” Sonia replied casually, like what she said wasn’t weird.

I rolled my eyes at her and walked into the sitting room where the party was held.

The moment we got in, I realized this man wasn’t an ordinary man. The caliber of people in the hall shows he was indeed a wealthy man.

The guests were dressed in rich and expensive attires, and the ladies’ clothes and jewelries were sparkling.

Just the mere look of their clothes it was obvious only I and Sonia were of different class.

“If only I knew.” Sonia murmured,

“If only you knew what,” I asked,

“I would have put on my best clothes for this party.” she murmured and left me for the bar to get some drinks.

I scanned the hall to see if I could be able to spot the man who invited me, when accidentally my gaze fell on him.

The moment my gaze settled on him, I felt a strange feeling in my stomach and my palm became sweaty. I tried to move my gaze from him, but my eyes were glued on him.

He was putting on a black tight jean and a green turtle-neck long sleeve that matches the color of his eyes and a black jacket that fit him so perfectly. He looks incredibly handsome and stood there taking a sip of his drink like a Demi god.

Everything about him screams power and authority, and I felt my body quivered at the thought of it.

I took a better look at him and noticed unlike the guests he was putting on an emotionless expression, and it felt like he was being forced to be at this party, which made me wondered why a son would feel less concerned at his father’s party.

I shrugged my shoulders and looked away, but I heard someone’s voice from behind me.

“Eric,” the girl shouted happily.

And like a twinkle of an eye, he glanced my way.

The moment I met eyes with him, I felt my body shivered and my heart pounding with excitement. I tried looking away, but it felt like I was glued to him.

I noticed his lips were moving, but I couldn’t get what he was saying. Curiously, I focused on his lips and got what he has been saying all along,

“Mine.” I read those words from his lips.