Alphas Regret My Rejected Mate Is A Healer

Ella Brown stood in front of her full-length mirror, a soft smile playing on her lips as she tried on the gown she was supposed to wear for her big day tomorrow.

She stared at her reflection. The delicate lace of the gown hugged her curves perfectly, despite the cloth she was putting on inside. The fabric of her dress shimmered in the low light of her bedroom.

She swirled in happiness. Tomorrow was finally here, it's the day she had dreamed of her entire life. She would be turning eighteen at midnight, finally awakening her wolf and completing the bond with her fiancé, Alpha Kevin Taylor. The thought sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. By tomorrow night, she would be his mate, officially declared Luna of the Silver Moon Pack.

She traced the neckline of the gown with her fingers, imagining Kevin’s hands replacing hers. She tilted her head as she pictured his lips grazing her skin as he whispered promises of forever. Her body tingled at the thought of him—strong, powerful, and hers.

“Just a few more hours,” she whispered to her reflection, her cheeks flushing as fantasies of their future swirled in her mind.

She took off the dress and carefully hung it in her wardrobe. Her fingers, roaming over it once more.

Her daydream was suddenly interrupted by a muffled sound from somewhere nearby—a low, sultry moan.

Ella frowned, her brow furrowing as she strained to listen. She stepped away from the wardrobe and walked toward the door, the sounds growing clearer. She could hear the breathless gasps, the wet, intimate noises of two people intertwined—her stomach immediately dropped as dread washed over her.

Her heart thundered in her chest. “It…it can’t be…”

Creeping closer to the door, she pressed her ear against it. Her stomach twisted painfully as she recognized the voice—It was her Kevin. She recognized his deep, familiar groans of pleasure. And the woman's voice... no...no It couldn’t be her.

With trembling hands, Ella slowly turned the doorknob quietly and slipped into the hallway. She followed the sounds, her steps slow, dread building in her chest. The noises were coming from the guest room—Her hands flew to her mouth as she crouched behind the door, peeking through the slight opening. Her pulse raced, her mind refusing to believe what her eyes were seeing.

Kevin stood with his back to her, he was shirtless, his muscular frame flexing as he held a woman tightly against him, his hands gripping her bare waist. His lips trailed down her neck, causing the woman to moan softly, her fingers tangled in his hair.

But it wasn’t just any woman. Tears immediately welled up in Ella's eyes as she felt her heart shattered into many pieces. It was Sandra—her stepsister, the girl she had grown up with, the one she loved and trusted.

How could this be happening?

Sandra, whose body was flushed and exposed, wrapped herself around Kevin, her hips grinding against his in a way that made Ella feel sick.

“Kevin…” Sandra whispered breathlessly, arching her body against him. “You’re so close... so perfect.”

“I know, baby,” Kevin growled, his hands trailing lower, his voice thick with desires as he gripped her harder, as if he couldn’t get enough.

"We shouldn’t be doing this here," Sandra giggled softly, her voice sexy. There was not a single trace of regret in it.

Kevin grinned, unbothered. "Ella won’t find out. She’s too busy planning her perfect little party for tomorrow."

Ella’s heart shattered completely in that moment. Every ounce of joy she had felt only minutes ago was torn out from her. “How could he? With Sandra?”

Tears continued to well up in her eyes, but anger flared hotter as their moans intensified, completely ignorant of her presence.

Ella’s heart shattered. A white-hot anger surged through her, mixed with the gut-wrenching betrayal. She felt her world tilt on its axis, and before she could stop herself, she pushed the door open with a loud bang.

“What the hell are you doing?!” she screamed.

Her voice broke through the heated scene in the room, causing Kevin and Sandra to freeze mid-motion. Their bodies hurriedly separated, and Kevin turned around, his eyes widening in shock as he met Ella’s fiery gaze.

“Ella…?” Kevin’s voice faltered, but he quickly recovered, straightening his posture as though he wasn’t just caught cheating in the most humiliating way.