Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by his Brother
Chapter 260: _ Rosa’s Secrets III

Chapter 260: _ Rosa’s Secrets III

María Josè opened her mouth, but no sound came out. The weight of the truth was too much. She looked like she might collapse any second. Her whole body trembled as her mind tried to make sense of the information I had just shattered her with.

It was my cue to move closer, and I did. My voice was softened for a moment, just enough to offer a thread of comfort. "I’m sorry, María José. But it’s the truth. And if you want to stop this—if you want Axel to be yours, you have to know what’s really going on."

She shook her head. "How... how could she do this? I..." Her breath hitched, and a sob broke free from her chest. "How could she..."

I let my hand brush lightly over her trembling shoulder in a contact that was both comforting and possessive. She didn’t flinch this time, though her eyes still burned with confusion and grief.

"I can help you," I whispered. "I can take you to the place they’ve hidden, show you the evidence. If you want to be the one Axel marries instead of Rosa, I can make that happen. But you have to trust me."

She didn’t answer, but the way she looked at me—her eyes wide, filled with shock and fear, told me everything I needed to know.

This was the beginning of something new. Something that would change everything. Something delicious my boss had planned. I couldn’t wait to know what his plans were, but for now, let’s get this wedding over with.

And if María José wanted Axel, really wanted him, she was going to have to let me lead her down a path she couldn’t even imagine.

I let my hand brush over her trembling shoulder slowly. A touch that was meant to comfort, but in reality, was a reminder of how fragile she had become in the face of her own emotions.

I felt the slight flinch in her body when I made contact, but it wasn’t the same as before. This time, she didn’t pull away. She let me in... just a little bit more.

I let my fingers caress her as the heat of her skin beneath my touch set a fire to my veins. "I can help you," I said softly, my voice filled with a promise I didn’t need to keep.

"I can take you to the place they’ve hidden it all. Show you the evidence. If you want to be the one Axel marries instead of Rosa, I can make that happen." I paused for a moment, letting the words settle in her chest. "But you have to trust me. I want your trust, María José. I deserve it."

She didn’t answer at first. But the way she looked at me, the confusion, the fear, the way her pupils flickered from side to side as if she were weighing her options told me everything I needed to know.

It wasn’t about the truth anymore. It was about what she was willing to sacrifice to claim Axel for herself.

I took another step closer, the space between us now small enough that I could feel the rapid rhythm of her breathing. Her chest rose, and for a moment, I thought I could hear her heartbeat in my ears. It was such a hysterical and unsure rhythm. It was almost as if I were the only one keeping her from falling apart completely.

"You know you want him. But he can not be yours if you don’t do something about it. Not unless you make him."

She swallowed, and I watched her throat bobbing as she struggled to find her words. I could see the anger flicker in her eyes, but it was a helpless kind of rage, the kind that was born out of betrayal, not power. And that, I knew, would make her vulnerable. So, I used it.

"Do you want him?" I asked again, my voice insistent now.

It was a fucking question that demanded an answer.

Her hands trembled at her sides, and she finally nodded, though it was reluctant and barely a movement, like she wasn’t sure she should be admitting it aloud. "Yes," she whispered, her voice almost breaking. "I want him."

"Then you have to take him from Rosa," I said, leaning in and sliding my hands all the way from her shoulders down to her wrist. "And I can help you do that. I can give you the tools you need to get rid of the one standing in your way. Tonight. I’ll give it all to you tonight. Remember, it was I who delivered your happiness into your palms. Only I."

Yes, that was how sleek I’d slither myself into her, so much that she would overlook the fact that I had come to her in the form of another person.

So much that she’d completely trust me. Yes, I would win María José’s heart fair and square. Axel, this innocent flower would be mine in the end.

You could borrow her all you want and enjoy the love while it lasts. I was the last dog who would eat the fattest bone.

She was still shaking, but there was something else in her eyes now. A spark of determination. She didn’t want to be the one to admit it, but I knew what she needed. I was the answer to the question she hadn’t dared ask herself.

I took a step back, letting the tension rise between us like a drawn bowstring, ready to snap. My eyes scanned her face, watching as she struggled to hold onto her composure. "I can take you to the base now, show you everything you need to know," I said. "But only if you’re ready."

Her lips parted, but she shook her head slightly, the last vestige of her resistance fighting to hold on. "It’s too late. The pack... It’s not safe."

Oh, please. I was the threat after all. And here I was, the threat, offering to take her out.

"I’m the safest person you could be with right now, and you know it." With that, my hands were extended in an invitation.

She stared at me, and I saw the flash of defiance in her eyes. It wasn’t a challenge, not yet, but I could see the question forming in her mind.

Speak, mi Amor. Big Daddy Luis shall quench all your curiosity tonight.