Mated To Alpha Kessler

Zach’s POV

Seeing Olivia again brings back emotions I’ve tried to bury for a long time. She was my first love, and though we tried keeping it subtle, away from prying eyes, our connection was undeniable.

However, I know Kessler saw beyond what we showed but chose not to mention it.

I was head over heels in love with Olivia, but when I found Chloe, she was devastated. I tried to keep it subtle, but the mate bond cannot be denied. Chloe and I made love countless times.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Chloe came into my life like a storm, turning everything upside down. Our connection was instant and passionate, a force of mate pull that couldn’t be ignored.

Yet, as I stand here, face to face with Olivia once again, I feel a tug of longing mixed with regret.

But as much as I cherish those memories with Olivia, my heart belongs to Cara now.

The emotional rollercoaster between was high. Olivia pleads for me to end things with Chloe, professing that she doesn’t care if she found her mate or not, and that she is ready to stay with me no matter what.

I’m torn between the undeniable pull of the mate bond and my undying love for Olivia.

Meanwhile, Chloe doesn’t keep our encounter a secret. She made it known to everyone, exposing the truth after I had assured Olivia that nothing had happened between us.

The shame and humiliation weigh on Olivia as everyone anticipates the outcome of our relationship, especially with Chloe’s lack of subtlety.

Around the same time, Olivia wins a scholarship to a fashion school, sparking conflict between us. I didn’t want her to be far away from me, but she insisted on applying and pursuing her dreams.

Fortunately, Olivia was accepted during that period, and she left without looking back. However, little did she know that Chloe had finally left me for Alpha Tristan.

I became a shadow of myself, losing both Chloe and Olivia. I couldn’t turn back time, and I never reached out to Olivia because I didn’t want her to feel like a rebound. The pain of losing them both was overwhelming, and I struggled to find a way forward without them in my life.

There’s obvious tension between us as we stand awkwardly in the corridor.

Kessler mindlinks me, “Don’t just stand there with your mouth open, say something, dumbass.”

“What the hell, Kessler?” I ask, anger seeping through the mind link.

He sticks out his tongue and walks away, leaving me and Olivia alone.

Kessler’s betrayal stings as I realize he left me to face this situation alone, without even a heads-up about Olivia’s return to the pack.

“What would you have done?” Dante, my wolf, taunts me. “Prepare a rousing speech that you’ll end up not saying?”

“Not you again, Dante,” I mutter. He sticks out his tongue in jest and rests.

As I take a good look at her, I can’t deny that Olivia has become even more beautiful. Her sense of style is top-notch, and her mesmerizing green eyes are trying to weave their way back into my mind, igniting familiar emotions.

But I can’t let this happen. I have a mate, and my loyalty lies with Cara. Despite the attraction of Olivia’s presence, I must honor the bond I share with Cara.

She finally breaks the silence and jokingly says, “Hi, I’m Olivia. And you are?”

I give a toothy grin, noting that she hasn’t changed one bit. Her jolly act and bubbly personality never seem to have a dull moment. Truth be told when she left, she took a part of me with her.

“Hi, I’m Zach,” I reply, playing along with her jest.

“How have you been, Zach? Look at you, you’ve grown muscles in all the right places,” she remarks, playfully assessing me. Her words stir up a hint of sexual tension between us.

I remember how she used to tease me about my muscles, joking that she wished I had more strength to “bang her and make her scream for more.”

Olivia was never one to be subtle about her desires in bed. With her, I experienced some of the best sex of my life because we were each other’s firsts. Our connection was raw and passionate. We explored each other freely and enjoyed every touch and kiss.

But now, I’m with Cara, my mate. Our love is deeper and more meaningful than just physical attraction. Even though I remember the good times with Olivia, I’m committed to Cara.

“I know what you’re doing,” I say, looking Olivia dead in the eyes.

She responds with an innocent look and says, “What? Can’t I state the obvious again?”

Changing the subject, I ask, “So how have you been? You didn’t bother looking back at the pack you left.”

Olivia shrugs, “The pack? Oh, come off it. You know I never really loved the pack life. It always seemed cliche to me.”

“How is Chloe?” Olivia finally asks the question she had been dreading.

“She left me,” I replied quietly.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I never knew. I specifically told my friends not to tell me anything about you or the pack.”

I feign hurt, saying, “Ouch, that hurts,” even though deep down, her words do sting.

“You deserve to be happy, and if not knowing about me or the pack makes you happy, then so be it,” I say sincerely.

“Thanks, Zach. You’re still the same sweet Zach I’ve known all my life,” Olivia says, searching my eyes for any clues.

Her words stir up mixed emotions within me. A part of me still misses her.

I shift uncomfortably as Olivia smacks me playfully.

“Stop it, Zach,” she says. “I said I miss you, but that doesn’t mean I want us back together. I can see you’re marked; you’ve found another mate.”

I nod silently, confirming her observation.

“Who is the lucky girl?” she asks.

I notice her casual demeanor, realizing that she has indeed moved on from whatever we had in the past. She’s simply curious about my current life.

A smile lights up my face as I remember my mate, Cara.

“Zach is in love,” Olivia remarks, eyeing me closely.

“I found my mate in Cara,” I reply with a hint of pride in my voice

Olivia nods, “I’m happy for you, Zach. Cara must be special.”

“She is.”

Olivia smiles warmly. “Well, I’m glad to see you’re doing well. I wish you both nothing but happiness.”

“Thank you, Olivia,” I say genuinely. “I wish you all the best too.”

I watch her reaction, and I realize she’s being genuine. I have no choice but to respond, “Thank you, Olivia, for being mature about it.”

“Come on, Zach,” Olivia says with a playful smirk. “I won’t pretend like I haven’t had a taste of different dick since I left. I’m no saint. The least I can do is be happy for you. I’d like to meet this mate of yours and share embarrassing moments about you,” she adds mischievously.

“Do I have any?” I ask, feigning innocence.

“Oh, please, you do, Zach,” she teases, a glint of amusement in her eyes.

I move closer to Olivia, enveloping her in a warm embrace, and whisper, “It’s good to have you back.”

She hugs me back tightly, and I can feel a rush of emotions in the embrace.

“I’m glad we’re able to move past the awkward moment we found ourselves in earlier,” I say as we release each other.

As I open my eyes, I see Cara looking at me, her gaze filled with daggers. Panic sets in as I mutter, “holy fuck, this can’t be good.”