Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha novel Chapter 3

Three days ago.

Jaxon was driving to the office when he received a call. It was from his private investigator, so he connected it to the car speaker while he drove leisurely. “Sir, your wife is cheating on you.” A screech was heard as his legs pressed hard on the brake. Cars began honking behind him, so he removed his foot from the brake pedal to the accelerator and pulled over at the shoulder of the road.

“Shut the fuck up, Terry. My wife will never do that,” he yelled like a madman. He trusted his wife but only hired the private investigator because his wife had been behaving strangely of late. He felt she was in some kind of trouble and did not want to bother him since he was very busy with the new company, which was flourishing quite well. Jaxon was not expecting this, and neither was he willing to believe it.

“Sir, it’s been going on for three months. If you go home right now, you will see it for yourself. If I am telling lies, you can put a gun to my head, and I won’t fight back,” the detective said seriously on the other side of the line. It did not sound like he was fibbing, for which reason Jaxon was scared. He loved Beverly, his human wife, so much and sacrificed his pack and wolf for her.

He lived among humans for three years because of her and never let his wolf out to not scare her. She knew, though, that he was not human, but with her, he gave up everything. Even the company he set up was all because of her. For her future and that of their unborn children. Worse was the fact that she was two months pregnant, for which reason he did not want her to work to not stress her out. Jaxon was so pained that he could not cry. His fingers tightened around the steering wheel as if it was going to break. Without another word, he hung up the phone.

Jaxon did a U-turn but did not drive into his penthouse. Rather, he parked outside and walked in. He also saw a strange car parked in his garage, which forced him to believe what the detective was saying, but he still wanted everything to be false. Reaching the living room, there were clothes scattered on the floor. He recognized that of his wife, and his heart felt hot as if it was on a coal of fire. He got to the bedroom and halted in front of the door, listening to the voices and conversation ongoing.

“We can’t continue like this. I’m married now, and Jaxon is a very good man. I’m also pregnant. Someone would suspect our affairs and know that the child is not for my husband. I will lose everything,” Jaxon heard his wife saying.

“But I’m your first love. I hurt you, but I came back. Does he do it better than me?” The voice of a strange man responded.

Wife: “This is not right. Jaxon left everything for me.”

Stranger: “But you still love me. If not, you would not have allowed me every time I came here. I know that I’m better than him.”

Wife: “You are not better than him. He is just busy because his company is new. He was very happy about the pregnancy.”

Stranger: “You don’t have to feel guilty. The child you are carrying is mine. I am just patient because he would put everything under our child’s name. So let him take care of the company while I take care of you.”

Wife: “Arrhhhhhh, harder and faster,” she moaned.

Jaxon had heard enough. He opened the door slowly and stood at the entrance. Even without any noise, the man turned to the side and saw his frame at the door. He froze instantly, but the woman did not know what had happened and asked, “Why did you stop? I said faster,” Jaxon’s wife, Beverly said. Getting no response, she opened her eyes and froze as well.

Jaxon did not utter a word. He walked out and never returned. No man would be this calm upon seeing his wife naked, allowing another man to take her from behind. No wonder she no longer pestered him for it. She was always satisfied before he got home.

Two days later, Beverly went to his office to beg him to return home, but he looked at her coldly and said, “I, Jaxon Clinton, reject you, Beverly Wise as my fated mate.” The mark on his neck, which the humans he worked with thought to be a tattoo, disappeared instantly.

The pain he felt for rejecting her was nothing compared to the pain in his heart, but Beverly refused to accept his rejection. Jaxon did not care. He knew that if he found his second chance mate and marked her, his rejection of Beverly would be completed, and his mark on her would disappear. The only reason he was still in Canada was that he was selling off all assets and moving the money into his personal account.

By the time Beverly got home, she was met with the news that the penthouse had been sold, and was not allowed in again. When she returned to Jaxon’s office, she was met with a new CEO, who said that Jaxon had sold everything to him and left. Beverly could not trace Jaxon’s whereabouts because he was headed to his hometown to take care of the pack, which was his responsibility before he met her.