Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha novel Chapter 7

Jaxon gazed at Charles, who instantly excused himself from the group of newbies he was training. He knew Jaxon's anger towards Clara for what she did to Rowena but was grateful that his brother controlled it because of him. When he reached his brother, he understood the reason for the confusion.

"Dinner?" Jaxon asked with raised brows. Until Rowena returned, he was determined to keep Alice company by having breakfast and dinner with her. Since breakfast turns to brunch because of their morning workouts, two meals a day was perfect for him.

"Sorry, it had been arranged a week ago. I have yet to hand over the program of activities I was working on before. Alpha Zumla and his Luna would be dining with us for a business collaboration."

Jaxon realized that he would not be able to spend time with Alice as he had wanted, but then again, he could inform Alice when he went for breakfast that he would have an early supper before attending the dinner. What mattered was his presence at the dinner and not the food.

"Okay," Jaxon agreed. He decided to spend time with Charles at the pack office later to plan for all the pending activities. He was also planning to invest all the profits made during his work in Canada into the pack’s business to help it grow better.

Clara was not used to being ignored. Since Jaxon had not answered, she was displeased but forced a smile before drawing closer and asking again, “Does it mean I can attend?”

Jaxon looked at Charles and said, “Take care of your girl.” There was irritation in his voice which made Clara frown. She was used to having men’s attention, but Jaxon was not even sparing her a glance which made her self-conscious, whereas she knew that she looked better than before.

Charles was quite disappointed by Clara’s behavior. How could she be flirting with his elder brother? Gazing at her with a displeased look, he asked, “Clara, I already said you could come, so why are you asking my brother?”

Clara’s face reddened with shame at Charles’s displeased gaze. How could he catch through her actions so fast? She needed to be careful. Though she wanted the Luna title, if she got Charles offended, she might not be allowed into the pack house again, and that would ruin her chances of winning Jaxon over. Putting on a pitiful look, she apologized, saying, “I’m sorry, I didn't mean to get you upset. I just wanted to be sure that my presence was welcome by the whole family.”

Jaxon went to take over the training, whereas Charles was remorseful, feeling that he had been too hard on Clara. He leaned into her and said, “You should rather be thinking about how to make yourself the most beautiful girl at the dinner.”

He loved her beautiful looks and the fact that it all belonged to him and other men could only look on with envy. The only thing that confused him a little was how his brother could have such bad taste in his choice of a woman and accept a wretched Omega like Rowena.

“You don’t have a problem,” Clara said coquettishly, but Jaxon hated for bad examples to be set during training. While others were working hard, some of them were just engrossed in a love chat. How discouraging.

“Training continues!” Jaxon yelled. Everyone was sturdy, including Clara, who felt that he was referring to her. She was already uncomfortable by his coldness.

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During dinner time, Charles went to bring Clara while Jaxon welcomed the guests. By the time Charles returned with Clara, everyone else was seated. Clara’s eyes lit at the sight of Jaxon. He looked so handsome in his black suit and the way he tied his hair in a bun. Jaxon’s hair was a little long, resting around his neck. Whenever he dressed formally, he would hold it in a bun, making it look as if it was short. It made him look sexy.

Clara was not looking bad herself. She knew how to use the curves she was endowed with, exposing them through the black body-con dress she wore, which was bareback. There was a blue diamond necklace around her neck which Charles had given her when she turned 17. It matched her blue eyes perfectly. Sadly, everyone was already seated, seemingly engrossed in some interesting discussion and not paying her the attention she craved.

The old Alpha did not attend the dinner, leaving Jaxon to unearth his authority. Jaxon was a perfect host, striking only relevant conversations. He spoke to Alpha Zumla’s Luna, Zenna, with profound respect and politeness.