Chapter 2
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Isabella's POV
The ceremony ended ten minutes ago.
Alpha Zain, my mate didn’t make any attempt to talk to me or tell anyone that he found his mate.
The happiness I was feeling a while ago has turned into nervousness.
What if he doesn’t want me?
This question is scaring the s**t out of me. My wolf whimpered at the thought.
“How about we hang out tomorrow?” Maria, one of Becca’s friend asked.
“ Yes, it’s a good idea. Bella, you should also join us” Becca said.
“Yes, we will have lots of fun” Maria squealed.
“Yes, sure” I said. I am not able to pay attention to their talk. My mind is in chaos. I am only thinking about what will Alpha Zain say.
I was lost in my thoughts when I received a mind link from Damien,
'where are you Bells, it’s time to leave' he asked me.
‘give me five minutes. I will meet you at the gate' I replied back.
'okay' he said.
“I have to go guys” I told my new friends.
“Okay, take care” Becca said. “you too” I replied. I bid my goodbye with them before leaving.
A heaviness is settled on my heart. I wanted to meet him, my mate before leaving.
I looked around but couldn’t see him anywhere.
Where did he go? I wondered.
I was not paying attention to where I am going when I bumped into a hard chest. Before I could fall down, two arms hold me by my waist. Even before looking at the person's face I knew who is it.
It's him, my mate.
I looked up to find his cold eyes staring at me. He instantly moved back from me as if my touch burned him when all I felt by his touch was sparks and tingles.
“Follow me” he said in a stern tone and started walking away even without waiting for my reply.
I am not having a good feeling.
I sighed before following him.
The ceremony is held in the ball room situated in the pack house. We walked out of ball room walked in an empty hallway for few minutes before he entered in an empty room.
I entered behind him and he closed the door.
The moment he turned to face me, I knew what he is planning to say. His eyes said it all.
The look of anger and disgust in his hazel orbs pierced my heart. He opened his mouth to say something but before he could utter a single word I stopped him, “please don’t”.
The words escaped from my mouth even before I could stop them.
His eyes turned even more colder at my words and I felt a chill run down my spine because of his icy gaze.
“I don’t want a weak mate like you” he started speaking. My hands curled into fists as I clutched the side of my dress tightly.
“I always wanted a strong mate who can stand by my side and rule this pack with me not an weak Omega” he added.
“Isabella Jones” I whispered looking straight in his eyes. His words caused anger to build inside me.
“Huh?” he frowned.
“My name, it’s Isabella Jones. You need to know my name to reject me, I am sure you don’t know my name.” I said firmly.
He was surprised that I told him my name without him asking.
I would have rejected him myself but I know he might take it as disrespect. Moreover I don’t think I will be able to utter words which will stab my heart.
I braced myself for his next words.
I am so used to being a person who is always unwanted by people that I am sure I will get over this rejection as well.
“I, Zain Cooper, Alpha of Red moon pack, reject Isabella Jones as my mate and Luna of the pack”
The moment he uttered these words a sharp pain shot through my chest and spread in each part of my body. My wolf howled loudly in pain but I didn’t let even a single whimper escape from my lips.
Tears pooled in my eyes but I fought them with my everything, not willing to shed even a single tear in front of the man who just called me weak.
I am an omega but I am not weak. Not at all.
My fists tightened. My nails started digging in my skin.
A look of shock plastered on his face when he saw my reaction. It is a known fact that for an omega pain of rejection is too much.
To the extent that it might kill their wolf.
I inhaled deeply trying to fight the pain.
I have a great tolerance for pain and I can hide my emotions quite well. When I was young I, myself was very surprised at my tolerance for pain. It was much more than an normal omega.
My heart squeezed in my ribcage as I uttered my next words which brought tears in his hazel eyes,
“I…. I accept your rejection”
….
“what happened Bells, did something happened in the ceremony.? Did someone say something to you?” Damien asked me the same question again.
Currently we are heading back to our house.
After I accepted the rejection, Zain left the room leaving me alone.
Once he was gone, I couldn’t fight the tears which were threatening to fall down. I let them roll down from my eyes.
My legs gave away and I fell down on the floor.
I felt like someone is tearing my insides. My heart was aching so badly I felt like someone is stabbing my heart with knife.
My wolf was howling in my head. She was in more pain than me.
I cried my heart out for almost ten minute in that room, till I received a mind link from Damien who told me that he is waiting for me.
It took me almost five minutes to calm myself. I hate crying in front of anyone or show my vulnerable side to anyone.
'don’t let anyone see your weakness or vulnerable side, because others can use them to hurt you even more' my father always taught me this.
And I always followed his advice. With time I learned to hide my pain from others.
I washed my face before coming out but Damien noticed my red eyes and since then he is asking me what happened.
But I haven’t told him yet.
“Let’s go in the woods” I said still looking out.
I heard Damien sighing heavily before he muttered, “lets get you changed in comfortable clothes first”.
I looked at my clothes. I am wearing a dress and heels. It would be great if I could change them first. I once again looked out of the window.
My insides are still burning. An agonizing pain has gripped my heart and I need a release. I need to do something to get over this pain.
And there is only one thing which will make me feel good and take all of my pain away.
….
I stared in Damien’s eyes as he threw another punch in my direction which I dodged.
“Are you not going to tell me?” he asked while kicking me which I dodged.
“It looks like you need to improve your skill. You were not able to land even a single punch on me in this last ten minutes” I said.
He scoffed at my words.
“I was just going easy on you thinking you are in a bad mood and you are insulting me” he said placing his hands on his waist and looking at me with a raised brow.
“I never told you to go easy on me. Show me what you have got” I said confidently.
“You sure miss Isabella?” He questioned with amusement in his orbs.
“Very sure” I said.
“Okay then, don’t blame me if you get hurt” he said. He didn’t give me even a chance to reply and charged in my direction.
Currently we are fighting with each other.
My father was a warrior in the pack. I loved whenever I saw him fighting and I don’t know when it became my dream to become a warrior like him.
He taught me how to fight ever since I was eight and after his death, I started learning from Damien. He is a good fighter.
I learned a lot from him and whenever I am upset or having a hard time, I always spar with him.
It helps me in relaxing and takes my mind away from my problems.
“Aah….” I screamed as he pushed me on the ground holding my hands behind my back with his one hand and pinning my head on the ground with another.
“Let go Dem” I yelled and heard him chuckle.
“oh.. do you still think I need to improve my skills” he asked. His grip on my hands tightened when I didn’t reply.
“No you don’t, you are the best, now let me go please brother” I requested.
“That’s what I thought” he said before leaving me completely. I can imagine a victorious smirk plastered on his face when he uttered these words.
I turned on my back to see him going towards his car. He came back with a bottle in his hand. He handed me the bottle and sat down beside me.
“one day, I will definitely defeat you” I said and took a sip of my water. I have never defeated him, yet. And you can say it is my another dream, to defeat him.
“Sure I will wait for that day, but I am sure it will never come. At least not in this life time” he said smugly making me hit him on his shoulder.
I have spent a lot of time with Damien and in the past years we grew closer to each other.
A comfortable silence fell over us. Both of us were looking at the moon shining brightly in the dark sky.
After a moment I told him,
“I found my mate” I felt his gaze over me. He didn’t say anything, which made me look at him.
“And he rejected me” I added.
“are you okay?” He asked after some time.
“I will be okay” I said and again looked at the moon. Once again the pain I was feeling a while ago came back.
I felt Damien’ stare on me. I am sure he wants to ask many questions but he is refraining himself.
In the end he just whispered something which made me smile,
“I am sure you will be fine, after all you are the strongest woman I have ever met”
Suddenly my mate's words rang in my ears.
He rejected me because I am weak. And here my cousin is saying that I am the strongest woman he has ever met.
My mate didn’t even try to know what kind of person I am. He just rejected me, because of my title.
I was lost in my thoughts when suddenly my phone buzzed.
I pulled it out of my sweat pants and checked. I have received a mail.
I opened it and my mouth hung open in shock and a smile made it’s way on my lips when I read it’s contents,
‘you are selected to become the female warrior of the Royal Pack'.
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