Mated To Alpha Kessler

Annie’s POV

I’ve wanted to be Kessler’s mate even before he mated with his first mate. Now that she’s gone, someone else is trying to take my rightful place. It makes me feel frustrated and anxious.

There is a knot in my stomach knowing that someone else is vying for the position I’ve longed for.

This has made me constantly question my worth and wonder if I’ll ever truly be enough for Kessler.

But deep down, I refuse to give up. I’ll fight tooth and nail to prove that I belong by his side and that my love for him is genuine. And no matter what obstacles may come my way, I won’t let anyone else take my place in his heart.

I pace back and forth in the guest room, pondering my next move.

Ever since that lowlife Lyra came into the picture, he hasn’t even glanced my way. I see the way he looks at her when she isn’t looking. He’s smitten by her, even if he doesn’t want to admit it. It stings to see him captivated by someone else.

I wish she had never been rescued from the pool I pushed her into. How Kessler managed to find her remains a mystery to me.

I feel overshadowed by her presence as if I’m fading into the background while she takes center stage in his life.

It’s infuriating when you’re on the verge of reaching your goal, only for something to suddenly snatch it away. He was almost mine before our mating ceremony was postponed.

That’s the situation I find myself in right now. Kessler, the only man I’ve ever loved, is about to be taken away from me.

It’s heartbreaking to see him slipping through my fingers, just when I thought we were finally going to be together.

With anger boiling inside me, I gripped my hair tightly, ready to pull it out. I picked up my phone and dialed a number.

“Hello,” the voice came on the other end, filled with excitement. “Ava, what’s up?” I asked her.

“I’m good,” she said, but then she cut to the chase. “Why didn’t you call me again for your mating ceremony?”

I let out a loud sigh. So many things had happened. “I’m sorry, Ava,” I began, the frustration evident in my voice. “The mating ceremony… it got postponed.”

“Postponed?” Ava’s voice echoed my disbelief. “But why? What happened?”

I hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. “It’s complicated,” I finally replied, hoping she would understand without delving into the details.

Ava and I had been friends since childhood. Our parents were best friends, so it was only natural that we clicked instantly.

Unlike me, Ava hadn’t found her mate yet. She’d been arranged as the chosen mate to an Alpha.

I, on the other hand, found my mate, but I rejected him immediately. He was a weak and poor farmer who could barely fend for himself. I couldn’t bear the thought of becoming a laughingstock before my friend.

“He wasn’t as strong and masculine or of royal blood as Kessler,” I thought dreamily. “Kessler is everything I want in a mate.”

“Are you there, Ava?” she asked, bringing me out of the whirlwind of thoughts that crossed my mind.

“Ava, I’m losing it here,” I confessed. “I can’t imagine my life without Kessler. A bitch is trying to snatch what is truly mine away from me.”

Ava asked intelligently, “Who is she and how important is she to Moonpeak Pack?”Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

I conducted an investigation and discovered that she is from the Croftwood Pack. She escaped and Kessler saved her. Since then, my emotions have been all over the place. I can’t seem to control my thoughts.

The fear of losing him overwhelmed me. “I can’t lose Kessler,” I sobbed uncontrollably. “I love him too much to let him go.” as tears streamed down my face.

“Oh, my poor Annie. I wish I was there to console you. I’m so sorry about that,” Ava said. “But come to think of it, Annie, you have changed a lot.”

I was taken aback by her remark. I used the back of my hand to wipe away the tears and asked, “What do you mean?”

“You have always been a go-getter, ready to overcome any obstacle in your path,” Ava continued. “I’ve never seen you as a loser.”

Her words hit me hard. Had I changed so much? And if so, was it for the better or for the worse?

I chuckled at her words and replied, “I appreciate your kindness, Ava. But seriously, what do you think I should do?”

“What should Annie do?” she asked jokingly.

I rolled my eyes at her attempt to lighten the mood, knowing deep down that my situation weighed heavily on me.

“See what you’re going to do,” Ava continued, her words filled with determination. “Right now, wipe your tears, carry yourself with poise and grace, and go claim your man. And don’t forget to burn down any obstacle that wants to stand in your way.”

Her words brought a smile to my face. Ava had a way with words, and I was grateful to have her as my friend.

With newfound hope, I smiled and said, “Thank you, Ava.” Her encouragement filled me with a renewed sense.

“That’s my girl,” Ava said. I could imagine her smiling from ear to ear. “Don’t forget to stay in touch with how things are going.”

“Sure, I’ll keep you posted,” I replied, smiling. My little talk with Ava had brought a flicker of hope my way, and I grinned from ear to ear.

After discussing other topics, we exchanged goodbyes, and I slumped onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. The weight of the situation still lingered, but for the first time in a while, I felt optimism about the future.

Despite the encouraging words from Ava, I question myself. What if I wasn’t enough for Kessler? What if he truly was drawn to the other Lyra?

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and made a silent vow to myself: I would do whatever it took to claim my rightful place by Kessler’s side, no matter the obstacles that stood in my way.

I had already cooked up a plan to eliminate that rogue in my head. I smiled to myself, feeling like a master planner.

But my moment of quiet reflection was abruptly interrupted by the sound of panicked footsteps echoing in the corridor.

I hurriedly got up from my bed and ran out of the room. As I emerged into the hallway, I gasped at the sight before me: Kessler was carrying Lyra in bridal style. Worry was etched on his face. I longed to console him, to ease the fear I saw in his eyes.

But he didn’t even acknowledge my presence as I tried to come closer to him. My heart broke for him; I couldn’t imagine what was going through his mind.

Seeing Kessler’s reaction toward the wolf he was carrying, anger inexplicably surged through me. I shut the door back with full force, frustration and concern swirling within me.

Closing the door in anger, I rested my back against it, panting heavily. My breathing was rough, and I couldn’t comprehend how I felt. She seemed to have Kessler wrapped around her finger, even without him realizing it. I had to act fast before it went completely out of hand. I couldn’t bear the humiliation of not being mated to Kessler.

Everyone was looking forward to our mating ceremony, and I couldn’t bear to be a laughingstock.

I brought out my phone and dialed a number I’d been daring to call since my investigation on Lyra. With trembling fingers, I waited anxiously for someone to pick up on the other end.