Revenge of The Blood Moon Alpha

EPISODE 05-Rejected

Mercury POV

Serena was on the verge of a nervous breakdown inside me, clawing and howling for her mate. Also pleading not to be rejected.

"Don't make me ask again!"

I couldn't bear to stare at him while he rejected me, so I lowered my sight to the floor.

"Mercury Goldwood," In the hopes that he would reconsider, I gave him my full name.

Even so, that didn't seem to deter him. All it did, was add wood to the fire burning inside him.

“I could never and would never be mated to someone like you!”

It was only a single step. Anger fueling his raging orbs. I'd never been lucky to see these eyes again after this painful moment. A determination in his bold stance. Clearly, he didn't care about our bond, or what it would do to our wolves. Perhaps he didn't want someone without a rank bestowing power and strength on him.

“I, Alvin Hutton, reject you Mercury Goldwood of the Blood Moon pack as my mate.” He spat; his lips twisted to a scowl.

I felt the split in our mate bond as soon as the words left his perfectly formed lips, and I fell to the ground as the pain became intolerable. It seemed as if a knife was slicing through my skin from the inside, igniting a burning flame.

Without a second glance, Alvin turned his back on me and walked away, taking with him my heart and soul.

I cried for what seemed like an eternity before getting up. The number of times I fell didn't matter.

It took a while for my mind to accept his rejection. The result of forcing someone to want you in the same way you do. It never works. They'll have to figure it out for themselves. Only then will it feel authentic.

As we stood there, I allowed myself to feel something for him. To hope that my abusive days were finally over. My expectations were too high, and I had no idea how much it would hurt.

I wiped my tears away with the back of my hand and dusted off my clothes. Then walked back to the ground floor, void of all emotions, feeling hurt, empty, and rejected.

As I prepared breakfast, I felt like a machine. Lost to the outside world and anyone else around me. Not like if I go missing anyone would miss me. Let alone give notice to my absence.

Maybe I should just leave this place. Run away. Join another pack where no one knows me and start over.

First time in my life, I welcomed their distance when I arrived at school. It was as if I had no care in the world. Even when a student bumped into me, I didn’t even flinch or bother with a reaction.

During the first class, Mr. Woods entered the room as I was removing my book from my bag. He was no longer a pervy man who wanted me to touch him after I left him and Ms. James yesterday, for reasons I cannot fathom.

My eyes were barely open when he placed his bag on the desk and removed his items for the day.

"Good morning, everyone. Continuing our lesson from yesterday, we will continue our discussion today. If you can, please pass your assignments up front.” He spoke to the class without looking at me.

When I realized I hadn't done my homework, I cursed under my breath. I raised my hand despite my hesitancy.

I was most surprised that Mr. Woods did not appear to be his usual bored self. There was something different about him.

"Mr. Goldwood?"

I sighed, not wanting to tell him that I hadn't had a chance to finish my homework before class started. I didn't care that all the students were staring at me, waiting for Mr. Woods to yell at me no doubt. Despite this, I opened my mouth and spoke the words out loud anyway.

"Sir, I wasn't able to complete my assignment," I answered softly. Amidst this, I can tell that everyone in the room heard me because of their gasps.

My hands were shaking and my heart was pounding in anticipation of his fury. That moment never came, and I thought I must have missed it. Mr. Woods was not fuming when I looked up from my desk. He remained calm.

"That's fine, Mercury," was all he could say in response. “You can turn it in at any time." Then he went about his lesson without saying a word to me.

That astounded me beyond words, and I wasn't the only one. Everyone else expected him to yell at me. It was the anticipation they were looking forward to. My stress of a bad day had always been their amusement.

Later that afternoon, on my way home from school, my thoughts wandered to my mate. I was curious what he was up to and wondered if he was having a better day than I was. His rejection broke my heart. I wanted to despise him with all my heart, but the more I tried, the more Serena yearned for her mate.

I had no idea what to do. We yearned for him despite his rejection. Perhaps it's because I had hoped he'd save me from this place.

I arrived home in record time today. I dashed to my room, changed out of my uniform, and returned to the kitchen to start cooking dinner. I reasoned that with an early start, I could probably take Serena for a run after dinner.

I'm sure she'd appreciate it, given her sadness. After all, she didn't get to embrace her nature by running with the rest of the pack.

So I tucked my stained apron behind my neck and gathered my pots and pans to begin making the Alfredo chicken. I just thought I'd try something different tonight. I hope everyone enjoys it. Never mind, I won't be able to enjoy it. Just as long as they do.

***

“Well, this is it,” I told Serena.

It didn't matter how exciting I was. The thought of my bones breaking and rearranging scared me to death. Serena must have sensed my anxiety because her response made me feel a little better. Relax, Em. Just trust me, and I'll get you through this with minimal pain.

It wasn't a question of trust for me. Of course, I trusted her. Even with my own life. It was simply the thought of my bones breaking. But, as she assured me, the pain will be minimal. I wasn't as terrified as I initially was.

I closed my eyes and waited.

I keeled over in agony when I heard the first crack of a bone. Kneeling on all fours, I could see fur shreds spouting from my skin as my nails grew longer. My canines were the next to extend. I could only imagine how ferocious I must have looked.

I shook my fur and darted my eyes from left to right by the time I was fully transformed into my wolf.

Serena sprinted through the woods, her paws kissing the ground with a thud. She has the wind in her fur.

Mellow sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, penetrating the leaves and casting an unearthly green-gold luminescence over the ground.

She was wistful as she heard the soft crunch of leaves on the ground. Recalling how they danced, pirouetted from the naked trees in a shower of color, bringing a warmth to the biting chill that was setting in.

The trees were ancient, timeless as they faded into the sky, rough with age, but the soft greenness of moss that had gradually become their home had worn their roughness down.

The trees blurred into colors of browns and greens the faster she ran. The ground was black and damp from the late October rains, giving it an earthy fragrance of wet muck. The brown curled leaves, trodden by the occasion pack members, were half embedded in it, and its form crisply remembered the small deer prints.

Serena came to a halt, listening to the deer's smooth padding and the crisp crunch of twigs beneath its huffs. She crawled on her stomach closer to her prey, ready to consume it.

As little rats scurried through the foliage, a faint rustling could be heard, but the bigger rustling of the leaves drowned it out in the gentle breeze.

Serena pounced on the young deer as she got close enough, biting into its throat and knocking it down. The animal yelped in agony as darkness engulfed its vision, and it exhaled its final breath.

Serena strolled to a nearby riverbed after finishing her supper. She collapsed on the ground, just enjoying the quiet and tranquility of her surroundings after washing her fur from the blood of her meal.

Birds twittered, chirped, and called out to their kin in the canopy. The lovely aroma of wildflowers, with white bells and lavender sprigs strewn across the ground.

Fish abound beneath the canopy.

As the sun sets on the horizon, Serena dashed back through the trees, back to our house, thrilled to have her freedom to roam free. Even though it was only for a short space of time. She yielded despite her displeasure with returning control to me.

It was great to be back to myself, but I promised Serena that we'd go on more runs, and she was more than willing to comply.

Before getting dressed and emerging from the trees, I double-checked that I was alone. I didn't hesitate to head straight for the shower when I returned to my room.