Rejected? Deuces! A Gay Werewolf Novella
Chapter Four (Regan)

Wait, the runt that I had rejected as my mate is not only a human, but he had decided to marry a female?

And he’s now in a coma while his chosen lady and her brats are dead?

"You fucking ass,” Anubis snarled in my head, my mind still unable to make sense of what this witch and her daughter said. ”None of this would ever have happened if you would’ve just accepted our mate! And now he’s fighting for his fucking life because of you!"

Noticing that I was talking to my wolf, the ladies turned to me with looks of worry and anticipation in their eyes. “So, brother dearest, what are you thinking now?” Ciara said, folding her arms. “I hope you’re rethinking everything about what you did.”

I closed my eyes and counted slowly from ten, immediately blocking Anubis’ rants before opening my eyes again. “To be real, I don’t see why you’re telling me all of this,” I said, keeping my voice even just as I noticed my parents and a few members of the werewolf council coming over. “And as I said, Carson Hadley is never going to be my mate. Never has been, never will be. I’m straight as an arrow and I like chicks.”

Fianna scoffed, immediately using her stiletto-heeled foot to kick me right in the balls that send me onto the floor with a groan. Damn, that bitch can kick like a fucking Rockette! “You mother-fucking asshole!” she screeched, letting her tears fall down from her chocolate face. “Carson’s dying at the hospital as we speak and you still won’t accept the fact that he can be resurrected by you taking him as his your mate. Gia was right all along when she told him that you’re not a real Alpha wolf to marry a sweetheart like him.”

“Quite right, Fianna,” Lady Marianne said, giving me a heated glare as I clutched my aching balls. “Just so you know, all the other Alpha males and supernatural leaders know of your misdeeds on how you treated the poor boy that night. They’re all coming to see you and demand that you take him back right now before midnight tonight. If you still act ornery, then we’ll have no other choice but to strip you of your wolf and make you pay for your crime.”

“I’m sorry, my lady, but I won’t marry anyone just because it’s of the Moon Goddess’ decision,” I said firmly, struggling to stand up. “I’m into women and there’s nothing you can say to change my mind. I won’t mate with Carson the Runt and that’s that.”

“Is that your final answer,” Alpha Ciara said, giving me a snarl as her wolf Isis was about to come out and finish me off from two years ago. “Once you make your choice, you’re a pariah.”

“I’m positive. And no, Alpha Ciara, I’m just being real. I want a female wolf to mate with and that’s that,” I said firmly.

Fianna just sobbed, my parents holding her in their teary-eyed hug. “Just so you know, Carson has been the best father-material to my late sister’s two daughters, my late nieces,” she said. “He’d do anything to make sure that they were loved and took them to school while Gia was at the diner working and burning the midnight oil. The day they planned to be a real family was the day I could be losing my best friend- your MATE- just like I lost my sister, Larae, and Tania. You, Regan Zallenda, are a pure jackass. I have nothing but contempt and hatred for a man who doesn’t deserve to be a werewolf. No wonder that Carson was right to cut all ties and-”

“WHERE IS THE BOY THAT REJECTED OUR SON?!!” I heard two angry men’s voices boom out.

We all whipped our heads to the main entrance to see two stunning werewolves- a blonde and a brunette and dressed in formal suits- as they stormed to me. The blonde with the cold blue eyes turned his gaze to my horrified one as I realized who they were: King Archer and King Iain, the Alpha Kings of Colorado, and the main Royal Wolves of the Supernatural world.

“Oh. Shit.” Fianna said, her tearful look turning to one of stunned laughter. “Your Highnesses, First, let me say that it is an honor to meet you. You know my mother Marianne, the Matriarch of the Dark Dahlia Coven. I am her daughter and her future successor. And you know the former Alpha and Luna of the Four Aces pack known as Harvey and Delia Zallenda and their daughter Ciara and son (glaring at me) Regan.”

“Of course,” King Iain, the brunette, said as we all bowed. “And my husband and I just learned that the omegas that we have chosen to bear our son were killed and he was relocated here. And now, he’s a human and at Colorado U Memorial- in a coma, no less. Which means, he was rejected for being a runt and without a wolf.”

The blonde known as King Archer nodded. “Who is the boy who rejected our son?” he said lowly. “I will not hesitate to kill everybody until I replace out who.”

Ciara was grinning madly. “Your Majesties, I can give you three guesses and two don’t count,” she drawled, taking in my look of horror. “And he’s in pain after being kicked in the balls.”

Both kings turned to me with red eyes bright as stoplights and anger. “Did you reject our son?” King Ian asked, his voice low.

I nodded. “Yes,” I squeaked. “But-”

The last thing I saw was a fist that slammed into my face before falling onto the marbled floor.

Fuck. I. Was. Screwed.