The Rejected Mate Is A Billionaire Heiress

Kira Beaumont POV:

The scorching summer sun beat down relentlessly, the glaring heat making it almost impossible to keep my eyes open. I walked out of the H.Y. Corp building, my clothes soaked in a mixture of my own blood and sweat. The silver bullet wound in my shoulder throbbed with a blinding, agonizing rhythm, the toxic metal burning through my werewolf healing abilities like acid.

I looked down at the secured alliance contract in my bloodstained hands, a bitter, hollow smile touching my pale lips. To get this intel, to secure this vital treaty for the Sterling Pack, I had taken a silver bullet at point-blank range. I had dug it out myself in a dirty alleyway, the agony tearing screams from my throat that no one heard.

This would be the very last thing I ever did for Aiden Sterling.

He had pursued me relentlessly for three years. We had been mated and married for one year. And then, suddenly, he said he was tired of me.

At first, I had fought for us. I had argued, I had cried, I had pleaded with the Moon Goddess to fix whatever was broken between us. But all my tears only earned his cold, merciless mockery. "Kira, the pathetic way you look right now makes me sick to my stomach. Let's just break the bond and separate," he had sneered.

It was only later that I learned the truth. Aiden hadn't just grown tired of me; he had found his "true destiny." Lila Carlisle.

Ever since he first brought up breaking the mate bond, he hadn't returned to our shared home in two months. Dragging this out any longer was utterly meaningless. My inner wolf, once so full of love for her mate, was now curled up in the dark, whimpering in a pain that went far deeper than the silver in my flesh.

I hailed a taxi by the side of the road and headed straight for the Sterling Pack headquarters.

When I arrived at the towering skyscraper, I didn't stop at the front desk. I took the private elevator directly to the top floor, the Alpha's executive suite. The expensive wood polish scent of Aiden's office filled the hallway, mingling with his crisp cedar scent-the scent of my Mate.

But as I approached the heavy oak door, which was left slightly ajar, I heard it.

A woman's voice, sickeningly sweet and dripping with a coquettish whine, spilled into the quiet hallway. "Aiden, you're so rough... my lips are all bruised."

My heart gave a violent, vicious lurch, as if a physical hand had squeezed it tight. The blood in my veins turned to ice, freezing the last remnants of warmth I held for him. But to force myself to completely give up, to shatter any lingering illusions, I pushed the heavy door open.

Inside the luxurious, sunlit office, the scene was a knife to my eyes.

Lila Carlisle, her face flushed red with arousal, was sitting sideways on Aiden's lap. It was obvious they had just finished an intense make-out session, if not more. Her lips were visibly swollen, her dress slightly rumpled.

Seeing me walk in, a flash of calculated panic crossed her delicate face. She quickly scrambled off Aiden's lap. "Sister, I..."

Sister. It was a laughable title. Lila and I were the classic case of switched at birth. She was the true Carlisle heiress, while I was the fake. This mating was originally supposed to be hers. And now that she was back, she was eagerly playing the mistress, desperate to reclaim what she believed was hers.

I didn't even look at her. I walked straight to the massive mahogany desk and dropped the blood-speckled contract, along with a signed Rejection agreement, onto the polished surface.

Only then did I lift my eyes to look at the man sitting behind the desk. Aiden Sterling, the Alpha King, the wealthiest and most powerful man in Silverwood City. He wore a tailored black shirt and dark trousers, exuding a noble, lazy elegance. His handsome, almost demonic face was framed by dark hair, his ice-blue eyes staring at me with a profound, piercing disgust that made my chest ache.

"The alliance with H.Y. Corp is secured," I said, my voice eerily calm, completely devoid of the desperation I used to show. "Underneath it is the Rejection and divorce agreement. I've already signed it. It's currently two in the afternoon. Let's go to the Pack Hall and sever the bond right now."

My tone was flat, as if I were discussing a mundane business transaction rather than the end of our souls' connection. But my face was deathly pale, my slender frame swaying slightly from the blood loss and the lingering silver poison.

A flicker of genuine surprise crossed Aiden's deep eyes, but it was quickly swallowed by his habitual, freezing indifference. "Well, well, Director Kira," he drawled, his deep voice dripping with contempt. "You actually managed to get a contract that dozens of top packs failed to secure. I'm incredibly curious... just what kind of methods did you use to get him to sign?"

His implication was clear and utterly insulting. He thought I had used underhanded, shameful tactics.

I clenched my fists so tightly my nails dug into my palms, forcing down the overwhelming tide of grief. I offered him a faint, detached smile. "Does the Alpha King care about the process when he already has the result? Are we going to the Pack Hall to reject the bond or not?"

Lila looked at Aiden nervously, her hands clutching his sleeve. "Aiden, you promised you would make me your Luna. Kira only took my place to mate with you. Now that I'm back, you have to keep your promise."

Aiden's long fingers gently stroked her pure, delicate face. He shot me a dark, unreadable look. "Of course I'll make you my Luna. I'll go with this woman and sever the bond right now."

The way he looked at Lila was so incredibly gentle, it stung my eyes. It suddenly dawned on me that in all our years together, Aiden had never once looked at me with such tender affection.

*"Oh, Aiden, I knew you loved me the most,"* Lila cooed, leaning happily into his embrace. Over his shoulder, she shot me a victorious, provocative smirk.

I lowered my eyes, refusing to look at the heartbreaking scene. I could barely tell if the agony was coming from my silver-burned shoulder or my shattered heart.

Aiden picked up the Rejection document. His eyes scanned the paper, and his pupils suddenly contracted. His voice dropped an octave, heavy and dangerous. "You're leaving with absolutely nothing? You modified the terms to take zero pack assets?"

I used every ounce of my remaining strength to keep my voice steady, though it came out slightly raspy. "If we are breaking the bond, we are severing it completely. I want nothing from you. I leave with nothing."

Since it was over, I wanted no ties left between us. Once I made a decision, I never looked back. Four years. My four-year promise to myself was up. It was time for me to go.

Kira Beaumont POV:

Aiden's handsome face darkened, a storm brewing in his deep, ice-blue eyes. His mockery was palpable, his Alpha aura flaring in irritation. "Classic Kira. Always so absolute, always so ruthless in everything you do. Fine. Let's go to the Pack Hall."

I offered a bitter, silent smile. So, in his eyes, I was the ruthless one.

An hour later, Aiden and I walked out of the ancient Pack Hall, the sacred Rejection ceremony complete. The invisible, spiritual bond that had tied our souls together was gone, severed by the Elder's ancient chants. The process had felt like a giant, unseen hand ripping my soul in two, leaving behind a gaping, bleeding void in my chest. We now held the official severance documents in our hands.

Lila, who had been waiting outside the heavy oak doors, looked at the document in Aiden's hand with unbridled joy. She could finally be the official, undisputed Luna of the Sterling Pack.

She turned to me, putting on a mask of fake, exaggerated concern. She studied my face carefully. I had changed. The quiet, subdued girl was gone; my stunning, sharp features were now on full display, radiating a cold, untouchable aura that made people hesitate to look directly at me. It was the face she had always been insanely jealous of. But now, she comforted herself, she would never have to see it again.

"Sister, the Carlisle family has already disowned you, and now you've left the Sterling Pack with absolutely nothing. Do you even have a place to go?" she asked, her voice laced with pity that couldn't hide her underlying glee.

In her eyes, I was just a country bumpkin. Being associated with the Carlisle family had been my greatest blessing, and now I had lost even that.

I found her fake concern utterly laughable. Years ago, when the Carlisles discovered I was the wrong child, they banished me to a remote pack in the countryside, ignoring my existence until I was eighteen. That was when I met Aiden. Two years ago, they found Lila, sent her abroad to be groomed to match a high-society Alpha like Aiden, and when she returned, they officially cut all ties with me.

I didn't care. I had only returned to the city to find clues about my real parents anyway. And it was only a few days ago, overhearing Aiden's friends, that I learned he had fallen in love with the "pure and innocent" Lila at first sight during a business trip abroad. They had been secretly together ever since she returned. Lila had even texted me photos of them in bed to humiliate me. She was the most arrogant mistress imaginable.

I cast a cold, indifferent glance at her. "You don't need to worry about me, Miss Carlisle. Where I go is none of your business."

Without sparing Aiden a single glance, I kept my back ramrod straight and walked to the edge of the pack territory, hailing a passing taxi. I left so decisively because I knew exactly how cruel Aiden could be.

Aiden stood frozen, his hand gripping the severance document so tightly his knuckles turned white and his veins bulged. She hadn't even looked back at him. Not once.

But as he watched her retreating figure, his brow furrowed. Why was she walking so strangely? Her steps were stiff, almost limping.

He watched the taxi disappear down the road, his mind unable to snap back to reality for a long time. The sudden emptiness in his chest from the broken bond was far more jarring than he had anticipated.

"Aiden, this is wonderful!" Lila cheered, clinging to his arm, completely oblivious to his internal turmoil. "That country girl is finally gone. We can officially be together now!"

She was so thrilled she wanted to scream the news to her parents immediately.

Aiden's eyes flashed with a sudden, chilling coldness, but his voice remained soft. "Lila, I'll take you home."

"Oh, yes! My father will be so happy to hear you're finally free. Let's go tell him the good news!"

Aiden's eyes were clouded with complex, suppressed emotions that were impossible to read. He looked down at the sweet, innocent-looking woman beside him and forced a gentle smile. "Alright, Lila. Let's go tell your father."

"Okay!" Lila beamed with wild excitement. Kira, I finally drove you away for good.

Aiden Sterling POV:

The drive to the Carlisle estate Lila chattered endlessly about our future. She was practically vibrating with joy.

As I pulled the car up to the grand gates of the Carlisle mansion, my encrypted pack phone rang. It was the Alpha CEO of H.Y. Corp. I gestured for Lila to go inside first. She obeyed with a sweet smile, stepping out of the car and waving before heading up the steps.

"Speak," I answered, my voice low and cold.

A mocking laugh came through the speaker. *"Alpha Sterling, I have to say, your sales director has some serious guts. She literally held a silver blade to my throat to force me to sign that treaty. I shot her with a silver bullet in retaliation. And you know what she did? She dug the silver bullet out of her own flesh right in front of me, without a flinch. I've never admired a woman more in my life. Tell me, is she still alive?"*

My pupils shrank to pinpricks. The world seemed to tilt on its axis. "What did you say?"

I hung up the phone, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I immediately mind-linked my head tracker.

"Where is Kira?" I demanded, my voice cracking with an emotion I refused to name.

*"Alpha, Miss Kira returned to the villa briefly, packed a single suitcase, and left."*

I knew she would leave, but I didn't expect her to vanish so quickly. With a silver bullet wound, where could she possibly go?

"Did she say where she was heading?"

"No, Alpha. But... Miss Kira was picked up by a multi-million dollar luxury Bentley. The driver was a very handsome, powerful male. He looked incredibly wealthy."

A layer of absolute frost instantly covered my eyes. I slowly lowered my hand from my ear, my jaw clenching so hard my teeth ached.

She had just broken the bond, and a luxury car was already waiting for her? She had probably never loved me at all, which was why she could betray me and walk away so effortlessly.

Kira, you are unbelievable.

Kira Beaumont POV:

I was picked up by my eldest brother, Gideon, the Beta of the Beaumont Pack. He drove me straight to the most luxurious private estate in Silverwood City, the Beaumont Manor.

Gideon had to leave immediately for urgent pack business, completely unaware of my gunshot wound.

I lay on the massive, soft bed in my old room. Everything was exactly as I had left it years ago. But my body could no longer hold out. My face was ashen, cold sweat pouring down my forehead. The excruciating pain of the silver wound, combined with the devastating heartbreak of the Rejection, made it hard to breathe.

I lay there weakly, my long eyelashes fluttering as I closed my eyes. I couldn't understand how two people who had once loved each other could just fall apart so easily. Thinking back on the last four years, all the little moments, his gentle eyes that now belonged to someone else... it tore my heart to shreds.

I guess even the most passionate vows of a mate have an expiration date.

There was another reason I had been so determined to break the bond. I placed a trembling hand over my flat stomach. I was pregnant.

Aiden was too powerful, his reach too vast. I couldn't let him know about the pup. When I was shot, I had dug the bullet out myself without any anesthetics, terrified that the drugs would harm the baby growing inside me.

Thinking of the promise I had made to my grandfather, I finally accepted my fate. I was going to inherit the Beaumont Pack.