Mated by Contract to the Alpha (Rebecca and Dominic) novel Chapter 83

Rebecca’s POV

Confusion hit me like a physical blow. “What? I came to tell you about Dylan, about the truth-”

“The truth? Sophia interrupted, her voice rising slightly. Several heads turned our way. She let out a bitter laugh. that was so unlike her it made my chest ache. “You mean the truth about how you’ve been secretly hitting on my boyfriend behind my back?”

I stumbled back a step, feeling as though she’d physically struck me. Heat rushed to my face, my heart hammering painfully against my ribs. “What? No! I’ve never shown any interest in Dylan! Ever!” My voice shook with intensity.

Sophia pulled out her phone, her movements sharp with anger. She swiped to unlock it before shoving it toward me. On the screen was a screenshot of a contact in Dylan’s phone. My name and number, with the contact name “Heartthrob R” and a heart emoji.

I looked up at Dylan, fury building in my chest until I could barely breathe. He met my gaze steadily, challenge in his eyes, enjoying my distress.

“What the hell is this?” I hissed, my hands beginning to shake. “I never gave you my number!”

Dylan’s expression shifted to one of practiced innocence as he turned to Sophia. He placed his hand over hers on the table, his thumb stroking her skin. “Babe, I told you she’d deny it.” He looked at me with false concern, but his eyes gleamed with triumph. “Rebecca, don’t make this worse. You know what happened after I drove you home yesterday. You asked if I was really satisfied with Sophia, then gave me your number.”

He pulled out his own phone, showing it to Sophia. “She was pretty forward in the car, asking if I wanted something more… exciting.”

The accusation was so outrageous, so completely twisted, that I couldn’t contain my reaction. I let out a shocked laugh that bordered on hysterical, drawing more stares from nearby tables.

“You manipulative liar!” My voice trembled with rage. “I don’t know how you got my number, but I never, ever said anything like that!”

I turned to Sophia, leaning forward, my eyes burning with unshed tears of frustration. “Sophia, we’ve been friends for seven years.” My voice dropped, becoming urgent, pleading. “Look at me. Really look at me. Do you honestly believe I would do something like this to you?”

Something flickered in Sophia’s eyes–doubt, perhaps. The rigid line of her shoulders softened almost imperceptibly. She shook her head slightly, uncertainty creeping into her expression. “No, but Dylan said-

“He’s a werewolf, Sophia,” I blurted out, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. “And yesterday he tried to take me somewhere against my will. Dominic had to intervene.”

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The café continued its normal bustle around us, but at our table, time seemed to stop. Sophia’s eyes widened, her lips parting in shock.

As I spoke, Dylan’s expression darkened. The pleasant façade crumbled entirely, revealing the predator beneath. His eyes narrowed, jaw tightening as he watched me systematically destroy his plans.

“You should have minded your own business, Rebecca,” he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous register that raised goosebumps on my arms. “Some things aren’t meant for you to interfere with.”

Sophia turned to him, her confusion visibly turning to anger. She pulled her hand away from his, her breathing quickening. “So you pursued my best friend, then tried to frame her when she rejected you?”

Dylan scrambled to recover, his hand reaching for Sophia’s arm. She jerked away from his touch. “Baby, don’t listen to her!” His voice took on a desperate edge. “She came onto me! I swear I’m serious about you!”

Sophia stood up abruptly, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. She grabbed her purse, her movements jerky with emotion. “We’re done, Dylan. Nobody treats my friend like that.”

Just as the confrontation reached its peak, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out to see an email notification from Dominic. The subject line made my heart skip: [Investigation Results on Dylan Hurst – URGENT.]

I quickly opened it, scanning the contents. My stomach lurched as the full extent of Dylan’s deception became clear. Dominic had been busy–very busy.

“Sophia, you need to see this,” I said, my voice barely audible as I handed her my phone.

I scrolled through the attachments, my stomach turning as the full extent of Dylan’s predatory behavior became clear. There were screenshots of text conversations with at least six different women–all during the time he’d been dating Sophia:

[Text thread with “Kara M.“]

Dylan: The private shoot went great. You have real potential.

Kara: Thanks! When can I see the photos?

Dylan: Soon. Though there are some… more artistic ones I’m not sure about sharing.

Kara: What do you mean?

Dylan: Remember those champagne shots where your top got wet? Very revealing. Wouldn’t want your boss at the law firm seeing those.

Kara: You said those were just for the artistic portfolio! Delete them now!

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Dylan: I could. Or you could come over tonight and we could discuss an arrangement. Your choice.

[Text thread with Jen B.“]

Jen: I’ve told you no three times now. I’m not interested.

Dylan: That’s fine. I’m sure your fiancé will love seeing the boudoir shots you were planning as his “surprise.”

Jen: You PROMISED those were private and would be deleted if I didn’t like them!

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