The Rejected daughter chosen by the Alpha (Maya and Atila) novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58

– MAYA

I slipped into the kitchen like I was running from a fire.

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I was still flushed, still breathless, the collar heavy against my throat like a warning I couldn’t ignore. I grabbed a tray and started fitting the glasses into place-too hard, too fast.

“Ex? Yeah, right,” I muttered, flat and humorless.

I wasn’t jealous. I was pissed. Pissed because he’d looked at me like he wanted me-like he actually meant it—and then, two minutes later, he’d turned away like I was nothing.

My hands were shaking. I forced a deep breath, swallowed everything down, and walked back into the ballroom.

The chandelier nearly blinded me. I served drinks, smiled out of pure habit, and scanned the room without admitting I was looking for him.

Nothing.

That was when I saw Victoria-alone by one of the columns, way too calm.

I turned my face away and kept moving.

Then someone slammed into me.

Hard.

The tray tipped, the glasses slid, but I caught them before they hit the floor. When I looked up, the man had already pulled off his mask.

Cassian.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey.” My voice came out lighter than I meant it to.

“I was with Atila earlier today.”

His name tightened something in my stomach.

“Yeah,” I said, pretending I didn’t care. “I think everyone’s been with him today.”

“Looks like you already cleared things up with him.” Cassian’s gaze sharpened. “I mean… I saw you two dancing in the circle.”

He stared at me like he could read everything I wasn’t saying.

“By the way…” he added, casual. “Where is he now?”

“He left.”

“Left?” I repeated, caught off guard.

Cassian nodded once. “Yeah.”

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I bit my lip.

“Alone?”

“Yeah. Alone.”

Relief hit me way too fast, and I hated myself for it.

Pathetic. Happy for what, Maya?

I straightened my spine.

“Excuse me. It was good seeing you, but I have to work.”

“Sure,” he said, still too calm. “Take it easy.”

I didn’t answer. I just walked away.

I served for a few more minutes-until a hand closed around my arm.

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The event coordinator pulled me into a side hallway and said, blunt as a slap, “You can go. That’s enough for tonight.”

I frowned. “But I was scheduled until the end.”

She shoved a few bills into my hand without even looking at me. “Here. Twenty percent.”

I stared at the money, confused. “Why?”

She let out a short laugh, all edge and no warmth. “Because you were completely unprofessional. I mean… what was that out there? Dancing with a guest.”

Heat rushed to my face. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but to be fair, he dragged me-”

“Doesn’t matter.” Her voice hardened. “You’re staff. You should’ve refused. Especially with the Supreme Alpha. You need to learn your place.”

My stomach twisted.

I didn’t argue. I didn’t beg. I just nodded, swallowed the humiliation whole, and left through the back.

I returned to the Stones’ farm with slumped shoulders and a dry, bitter rage burning in my chest.

When Beatrice finally came back to our staff room, she took one look at me and said,

“You look awful. Why didn’t you wait for me?”

“Thanks,” I muttered, turning onto my side. “I got dismissed.”

“Seriously?”

“Yep. The coordinator didn’t love seeing me dance with a guest.”

“Shit.”

Beatrice let out a quick laugh, but it faded almost immediately.

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“Maya…” she said carefully. “Now that we’re alone, you kind of have to tell me what happened at that party.”

I stayed quiet for a few seconds, staring at the ceiling.

Then I told her.

I told her about Átila. About my past. About what I was to him. I told her everything.

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When I finished, Beatrice looked at me like I’d just dropped the biggest piece of gossip she’d ever heard in her life.

“So…” she said slowly. “All this time, you’re the omega destined for Moonville’s Supreme Alpha… and you didn’t tell me?”

My face burned.

“Yeah I admitted, embarrassed.

Beatrice went silent for two seconds.

Then she exploded.

“Oh my God!”

She shot up and started pacing between the beds like the room was too small to hold her energy.

‘Is that… bad?” I asked, worried, because she looked completely stunned.

Bad?” she repeated, staring at me like I’d lost my mind. “Are you kidding me? That’s insanely good. So good I don’t even understand what the hell you’re still doing here with me, working as a maid on a farm.”

frowned, exhausted and irritated. “What does one thing have to do with the other? I like working here.”

Beatrice marched to my bed and dropped to her knees beside it, gripping my arm like she needed me to understand.

Maya,” she said, dead serious. “You’re going to be the Luna Queen. The most powerful female in Moonville.”

My throat went tight.

That’s…” I started, but the words wouldn’t come.

Beatrice smiled, eyes shining.

That’s incredible. My dad told me that story when I was a kid. I can’t believe I actually know the Luna… and it’s you.

took a slow breath, trying to sort out the chaos inside my head.

Does everyone know that story?” I asked.

Mhm,” she confirmed.

tightened my grip on the sheet. “My father used to say everyone thought you were dead… but that the truth would come out one day.”

looked at her, a cold prickle sliding down the back of my neck.

H-how did your dad know I was alive if everyone thought I was dead?”

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Beatrice blinked and hesitated, her expression shifting like something old had been yanked from the back of her memory.

“Once,” she said slowly, “I overheard my dad talking to a friend. A man who traveled from really far away to visit. And I heard my dad say the Supreme Alpha’s Luna was more alive than ever.”

My stomach dropped.

“So….” I whispered, more to myself than to her. “My family wasn’t the only one who knew I existed.”

Beatrice didn’t say anything.

And I lay there staring at the ceiling, thinking about my parents-how they hid things from me, how they always avoided the truth. They were never going to tell me the real reason they’d protected me so fiercely from my fate. Never.

But an outsider…. her father’s friend….

Maybe he knew.

Maybe he would talk.

I turned my head back to Beatrice, my voice low and urgent.

“Is that friend of your dad’s still alive?”

“I think so,” she said.

“Can we go see him?”

Beatrice made a face. “Uh… he lives really far away.”

“Seriously?” I asked, my shoulders sagging.

“But we can plan it for one of our days off,” she added, squeezing my hand.

“Thank you. Seriously-thank you so much.”

I leaned forward and hugged Beatrice hard, like holding on to her could keep my whole world from tipping over.

Maybe, for the first time, I was staring at a real chance to unravel the mysteries wrapped around my own life.

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