Sold to the Cruel Alpha

“Mate” The word fell off my lips as I found the source of the intoxicating scent that was driving me crazy. My breath hitched as I took in his features, he had dirty blond hair and striking gray eyes, pursed lips, pointed nose and slightly muscular build. I never knew my mate would be this breathtaking. I blushed wildly as he stared at me too, his eyes raked through my body with an unreadable expression on his face. I suddenly felt shy and bowed my head to avoid his eyes, I could hardly contain my joy at finding a mate, I never thought it was possible. Omegas were the lowest rank in the werewolf community, they were sometimes called ‘Humans’ mockingly because they were as weak as humans. Some didn't have wolves and the ones that do had extremely weak ones. The werewolf community was where the powerful reigns and the weak were used as slaves, unfortunately the weak were omegas. The only person who didn't treat me like a slave was my late father, he loved me like his daughter and protected me from cruel treatment from other wolves, even my mother. She said I was cursed and a disgrace to our family because I was weak and that I got my weak genes from my father. After my father died, she remarried a month later to Harry, he was the complete opposite of my father. I worked myself to the bones like I was a maid in my own parents, sometimes I wished to join my father on the other side just for some peace of mind. Maybe everything would be fine now that I have found my mate, omegas were considered lucky to have a mate and I was thrilled to be among the lucky ones “H…Hi” I stuttered as I came to stand in front of him, I felt nervous and excited at the same time. I didn't care about the people who casted me irritated glances, all I focused on was my mate. He was about to say something when three guys came to join us and one hung his hand across my mate's shoulder. “Hey Cole, who's this?” The one who hung his hand asked in a mocking tone and a smirk on his face. I bent my head in nervousness, I wasn't very good with people so I just stood quietly, waiting for my mate to say something. “I don't know, she just came up to me” My mate, Cole said, his voice devoid of emotion. I shivered weakly as I heard what he said and raise my head to look into his eyes, I knew I was an omega and I do not have a wolf but does it matter with mates? I thought mates was supposed to be your perfect fit from the moon goddess or does he not know I'm his mate? “What do you want freak?” another guy asked jolting me out of my dazed look. “I… I… C.. Cole, can I speak with you privately?” I stammered and said. “Whatever it is you want to say you can say it here” He replied curtly. I looked at the people around and his friends and gulped nervously, “I… y..you are my m..mate” I said lowly but enough for him to hear me due to his supernatural abilities. He and his friends were quiet for a few seconds before bursting into laughter, drawing stares from people around, I felt so ashamed and heartbroken that my mate could stand there and laugh at me. It was not how I envisioned meeting my mate for the first time to be. “You are delusional” Cole spat out in irritation after the laughter dies down, his eyes held disgust as he eyed her. “Come on, let's go guys” he said to his friends. I panicked as I heard they were leaving, Cole can't leave me like this… I hurriedly grabbed his hand as he turned away, hoping that he could feel the spark from our touch. As our hands met, he pushed mine away so forcefully like I was filth, the force made me stagger and fall to the ground. “Don't you ever touch me with those filthy hands again, I am not your mate.. not anymore. I hereby reject the mate bond” Cole seethed angrily before storming off with his friends. As he says those words, I feel a piercing pain in my chest, I groan as I began to sweat profusely. My hands were trembling and my vision was blurry, I was in so much pain that dying felt like a luxury. It was the pain of being rejected by my mate, it was unbearable. “No, n..no pl.. please please…” I pleaded with a faint voice as tears streamed down my face. After my father died, I had kept hope alive that my mate could come soon to protect and care for me like my father did, that hope died along with the disgust in my mate's eyes when he looked at me, the hope was buried along with my rejection. Father, please come take me away. I want to join you… My vision was getting darker and I did not resist it, I wished I would never wake up after this. I hear hurried footsteps from behind me and a voice said angrily “Rissa, how dare you leave the house without my permission? Your stepfather is furious you wretched girl” I recognized the voice as my mother. I really needed her to be by my side through this heartbreak, I wanted to cry on her laps while she rubbed my hair and say sweet comforting words to me. But I knew she couldn't do that, she had not once treated me like her daughter so what I wanted of her was very much far fetched. “Get up Rissa, pull yourself together, people are staring and you are embarrassing me” My mother said lowly with irritation, my own mother couldn't even touch me after seeing the state I was in, what a sad life to live. “Rissa, are you deaf? Get up this instant, it was just a mate rejection, didn't you know that no one wants to be your mate, why so surprised now this silly girl?” Her voice was getting even more distant and I was super glad, I didn't have to hear her say more hurtful words to me that made my heart constrict in pain. What does death look like? Were there stupid ranks put in place to exploit weak people, were people stigmatized for being born a certain way? I hope not because I might be joining them soon… “Rissa! Rissa! Bloody hell!” and it all went dark.