The Return Of The Rejected Luna

ISLA/LILA. Isla's POV. "Do you think he will like this dress?" I asked my best friend, Lila who was smiling down at me from her wardrobe. Today was our 18th birthday and coincidentally, the mating ceremony of Crown Prince Eric. Today might be the day all our fates would be decided but I didn't care, I was ready to give everything up. "Chill Isla, he would love it," Lila replied as she patted me softly on my back to calm me down. I was trying not to breathe too heavily but was failing. 'Oh, moongoddess.' I sighed inwardly, shutting my eyes to say a quick prayer for everything to go well today. "Now, let's go." She said, trying to drag me up when I tightened my grip on her hand and forced her to sit beside me, then hugged her. She shook in my arms, obviously surprised but she deserved it and more. The whole world was against me, but she and he stood by me. "Thank you for everything, Lila. Even when they called me cursed and distanced themselves, you never abandoned me." I appreciated her and she giggled, disengaging from the hug. "Come on. It's nothing. You have been the best, too. Now let's go." She dragged me out of her chambers this time, and I smiled, feeling nauseous again, but wiggled out of it. It has been happening lately but today was too important for me to focus on it. Princess Lila was the werewolf crown princess and reincarnation of the moon goddess, while I, Isla, was the cursed child with a red mark. We were both born on the same day, at the same time. Lila was to bring goodness and peace, and I was to cause great misfortune, but for some reason, we had to co-exist at the same time, or I would have been killed at birth. My mother ran away when she discovered the destiny I had, leaving me all alone to fend for myself. To make things worse, I had no wolf; I was an omega, and due to this, my bullying got intensified. Lila saved me once and ever since then, we became besties even though people warned her to stay far away. I had caused people bad luck, including Lila, but she still never left my side. We both skipped into the grand hall where everyone gathered. At this moment, Eric climbed the stage and my heart skipped a beat, blooming with pride. Everyone cheered, especially students from our school, as they kept on hailing him; meanwhile, Eric's brother, Theo, stood in the corner, glaring dangerously at Eric. As if he could sense me staring at me, he turned towards me with the same glare, and I trembled, immediately looking away in fright. 'What was with him? Why couldn't he just stop being a weirdo and be happy for his brother?' I pondered, remembering that I did hear Theo was supposed to be the crown prince of the Lycans and not Eric. Whatever the reason might be, Eric was a better choice anyway. We had two realms coexisting on one border. Lycans and werewolves. Lila was the crown princess of our realm (werewolves) and Eric was the crown prince of the Lycan realm. "Good day everyone. Thank you for coming, and as you all know, I am supposed to pick my destined mate today." Eric began speaking and I wanted to squeak in excitement. Lila just smirked down at me while I waited patiently for him to call me. He did promise we would be together, no matter what and he didn't care what people said. "I shall be picking...." I shut my eyes in anticipation but what I heard next made my world crumble. "Lila Whitmore. Please step up, we have been destined to be together and restore balance." Eric added and I opened my eyes to see Lila leaving. I froze, numb at first, unable to speak or say a word and then it hit me, my heart clenching in pain. He chose Lila? Why? Was there a mistake or something? Our names were similar so he probably meant Isla. I breathed a sigh of relief, comforting myself with these words as I looked onto the stage, tapping my foot on the ground impatiently for him to see that he had made a mistake and for him to make the right call but; It never came, I had to watch my boyfriend smiling down at my best friend with so much love in his eyes as he reached forward for the knife to cut both their hands and seal their blood together. 'Noooooooo.' I screamed in my mind, knowing I couldn't let this happen. Eric was making a mistake. Before I could stop myself, my feet moved me to the front of the podium and everyone gasped, noticing me. "What is this misfortune doing here? Who allowed her in?" "What if she jinxed this ceremony?" Whispers began to flow but I didn't care and found myself screaming. "Nooooooooooo. Stop this." Both Eric and Lila were startled as they both turned to face me. Eric's eyes widened in disbelief as he glanced between Lila and me, as if confused, and I nodded my head in satisfaction. He didn't know it wasn't me. "What the hell are you doing, Isla?" Lila snapped, her calm eyes displaying fury. I took a step backward in shock, my heart pounding heavily in my chest. I should be the one asking her that. She knew Eric made a mistake and wanted to choose me but went along with it. "Guards, get this nuisance out of here," Eric said pointing at me. All colors drained out of my face as I looked at him in disbelief. "Eric, it's me, Isla. You are supposed to choose me." I reminded him just in case he forgot and his friends present burst into laughter. "Choose you? You are a curse and I am destined to be with the reincarnation of the moon goddess. Just because I showed you pity when others didn't, doesn't mean you shouldn't know your place." Eric snapped at me. Shock was an understatement. Was my boyfriend talking to me this way? "I thought you were my friend, Isla. Why did you do this to me? So you had eyes for Eric all this time?" Lila screamed and I stood there, unable to say anything. I narrowed my eyes at them both. What were they saying? What did I do wrong? "I always knew this girl was a b***h. Eyeing her friend's man." A girl from the crowd yelled out and another murmur began. "Princess Lila doesn't deserve this. All she did was to be a friend and this is how she was repaid?" I wanted to speak, but it was as if a knife had been shoved into my chest, my hands trembling as everyone talked ill of me. Soon, they grabbed whatever they could and began to stone me. "Get out, you filthy evil." Foods, rocks, whatever you can name, were all hurled at me. I stood there, not fighting back as the pending tears all came rushing down my cheeks. I also watched my man and best friend become one. The guards came to drag me out and as I looked back for the last time, what I saw was Lila giving me a wink. Everything became blurry, my legs became weak, and my stomach hurt. I felt the urge to throw up and did so onto one of the guards, who grimaced in disgust, before smacking me so hard on the face. My head flung to the other side, my cheek swelling as I could feel the cold, metallic taste of blood on my lips. I staggered backwards, tripping about to fall to the ground. I braced myself for it, but was met with soft hands and cologne instead. The last thing I could see was a chiseled face looking down at me with worry as he whispered. "You okay?" But I was not, I just experienced the worst night of my life. .......... .......... I flicked my eyelids open to see it was already morning and when I looked around, I noticed I wasn't in my room. I was in the hospital, with a drip connected to my hand. My hands began to feel sweaty. Where was I? A shiver ran down my spine, my head banging as I let out a groan and turned to the other side to see Eric sitting down on one of the chairs in front of me. "You are awake." He commented coldly, his eyes holding no emotions towards me. The love and care I have always witnessed, vanishing. "What you did yesterday night was very stupid of you." He insulted and I gripped my bed sheets tightly, looking away from him so he couldn't see the tears welling in my eyes. "Why are you so dumb? Why do you so want to ruin things for me?" He growled, grabbing me by my chin to forcefully face him. The hairs at the back of my neck stood up as saliva gathered in my mouth. I gulped them down, shaking in fear. Why was he treating me like this? I thought he loved me. "You are two weeks pregnant Isla. Who owns the damn baby?" He shouted into my face and I went pale. Who else if not him?