The Alpha's Rejected Mate novel Chapter 3

Only a thin line separated love and hate and hatred was something Alpha Simon was familiar with. Love was never his thing; he stopped believing in it after the death of his parents, which he had watched as they were brutally killed by the hunters two years ago. He desired vengeance. At any cost, he is going to exact the vengeance he so desperately desires.

Like his wolf, Devil, Simon developed his ruthlessness when he became an alpha two years later, after putting in a lot of training and closing himself off with hatred. He was shielded and comforted by his wolf, but just as his wolf doesn't have a heart, so does Simon. He was a leader, and a leader must set an example by showing no mercy to humans or his own kind when they do something wrong.-

Humans have wronged him, so he won't forgive all of them. He'll keep killing them until he can round up the last few hunters and exact his retribution. He was 6'2" tall, had dark hair and brown eyes, a mixed skin tone, broad shoulders, and a jawline that would make women swoon.

In front of the statues of the former Bright Moon Wolf Pack, Luna, and Alpha, Alpha Simon took a position wearing a black T-shirt and a pair of worn-out jeans. Every time he passed by the statue, which was placed in front of the mansion, he was reminded of how much he hated humans.

As he continued to stare at the statue with his hand in his pocket, his thoughts had already drifted away when suddenly a voice brought him back to the present. "Alpha, I knew I would find you here." It was the voice of his best friend, Mace. After his younger brother Flint, Mace was the second person Simon could sacrifice his life for.

When Simon turned around, he could see Mace coming toward him. He sighed. "I am always here." He smirked.

Mace came in front of him with a frown on his face. "Alpha, you should have brought me along with you." He said in a whisper. "You are aware that Flint will be upset with you if he learns what you did and you detest it when your brother is upset with you."

Simon nodded. "Mace, I had to do it. I had been looking for him for a long time and finally found him."

"It's been two years, Simon. Isn't it time to let it all go?"

Simon drew in a long breath. "No. It isn't. Before my heart can rest, I must kill every last one of them."

"You don't even have a heart." Simon started to laugh as Mace made fun of him.

"Mace, why are you here? I know it isn't because you heard about what I did. I…"

Mace interrupted. "It is actually because of what you did. I recently found the police in the woods when I went into the human settlement and it didn't look so good, Simon." Mace paused and glanced around to make sure nobody was listening in on them. He turned his attention back to Simon. "They discovered the hunter's body—without a heart. Since when did you start eating the hearts of humans?"

Simon didn't seem alarmed or worried. He only had one goal: to continue killing. "I gave it to the birds to eat."

With a frown, Mace uttered. "Lies."

"Mace." Simon licked his bottom lips. "Please keep in mind that I am the dominant person in this situation and can do whatever I want."

"Alpha, I'm sorry, but sometimes you need a friend like your best friend to help you think things through clearly. You won't be able to move past this, Alpha, if you keep looking for retribution. You will become lost."

"Please halt your lecture. I didn't eat the hunter's heart. I fed it to the birds. I wouldn't even dare eat a wicked man's heart."