Rejected
ESTELLE WINTERS
"f**k!"
The moan was low, thick with lust and very familiar.
Accompanying it was a gutteral groan and the unmistakably sound of flesh slapping against each other.
I froze in shock, my fingers still placed on the door knob of my sister's door, heart pounding loudly in the darkness as the bitter taste of betrayal filled my mouth.
through the slightly open crack, I could see him — my mate, entangled with my half sister.
They were both naked and his hips thrust into her with reckless abandon.
" Adriano!"
Elaire's voice was laced with pleasure, nearly a rasp and below audible.
I could see her beautiful and shiny blonde locks, fanned out on the bed and some were grasped in the hands of the man giving her pleasure.
This blonde hair that we had both inherited from our father.
Pain. Hot and searing.
It hit me sharply, the pain of my mate cheating on me right in front of me.
I felt it, deep in my guts, then it moved to my heart, like a worm burrowing it's way through my organs, eating at everything that felt and knew pain.
"I'm cumming" Elaire whimpered, tightening her legs around Adriano as they both kissed passionately.
With a choked sob, I turned, feeling the bile well up in my throat as I walked — no, ran out of the house, trying so hard to forget the replaying scene in my head.
The musky scent of my mate, enriched with his arousal clung onto me desperately as if trying to tell me what it had just done.
The betrayal reminding me that I was so useless that even my mate had to find s****l relief else where.
Once I was outside, I welcomed the feeling of the cold wind on my hot skin.
Feeling the nausea rise with full force, I collapsed in tears, beside the carefully tended flowers,vomiting as tears streamed down my face— Hot and unrelenting.
How could he?
He was supposed to love me!
"Why are you crying?"
His voice was cold, but I could hear that hint of satisfaction.
Was he satisfied by seeing me like this or was it because of the s*x?.
Adriano stood lazily on the porch, his beautiful green eyes staring at me apathetically.
He was half dressed, just a black trousers loosely hanging on his waist.
I could see the red scratch marks on his skin, made by my sister during the heat of passion.
"Why?"
That was all I could mumble, when faced with the sight of my mate, I found out that even though he had betrayed me, my body still craved and wanted him.
My heart— begged for his love.
The pain hit me again, stronger and more Intense as I doubled over.
He walked towards me. slow. Lazy and menacing.
Then he brutally yanked me up, his green orbs trained on me.
I could see my reflection in those beautiful gems, I was a mess.
Eyes — red.
Tears rolling down my cheeks and I could guess very well that my breath smelled of vomit.
The look I saw in those beautiful eyes made my stomach churn — Disgust.
That was all he had for me.
"Why you ask?" I could sense the ridicule in his tone "You are weak, Pathetic and a Hybrid without a wolf — Do you seriously think that you are better than Elaire?" He added.
Each of his words were brutal, a reality but it hurt.
I've been hearing these words from everyone around me ever since I arrived at this pack at the age of 5, but to hear it from my own mate?—
I heard a big bang in my head as my body trembled
"I am your mate—" I stammered out, feeling the strength slowly seep out of my body, while I tried so hard to fight off another torrent of tears.
"And so?" He asked in a low chuckle.
"Apart from being my mate and carrying my mark, what else can you offer my pack and I ?" He added.
"I Can, I —"
I lowered my head, knowing very well that he was right.
I had nothing beneficial to offer him.
I wasn't strong.
I couldn't fight.
I didn't have aa wolf.
I wasn't as beautiful and seductive as Elaire.
I didn't deserve a place beside him.
Seeing my flustered look and the fact that I could come up with nothing, he chuckled and rubbed my cheek tenderly, grazing into my eyes, a smirk on his lips.
"So you see, I need a powerful Luna by my side, not someone as weak as you are— Even the weakest pups in the pack can tumble you down, to sum it all up in one sentence — You are not worthy".
My body shook, going limp as I knew what was coming next, the rising feeling In the depth of my tummy forewarned me dangerously.
And like a storm, it filtered into my ears, wrecking my life further
"I Adriano Lancaster, Alpha of the Blood moon pack, reject you Estelle Winters as my mate"
The pain came, fierce, domineering and brutal.
Tearing my body, making me wish I didn't have to relieve this.
"No!" I whimpered loudly.
Carelessly, Adriano released my arm and I collapsed, squatting on the floor, my hand covering my ears.
"I won't accept it!" I roared loudly, feeling the bond cackle deep inside of me.
The string holding on our fate tugged slightly, showing signs of wear and tear.
Then — she appeared
"Adriano, I think I heard sister's voice—"
Elaire stepped into full view, the silver moonlight highlighting her slim but curvaceous figure.
Draped in nothing but a sheer nightdress, a shawl was placed over her shoulders.
But her neck which was littered with red marks made by my mate was very visible and the sight of it burned my eyes harshly.
Her hazel green eyes were dropped sleepily as she stared at the tall handsome man.
The two lashes fluttering together.
The monster Softened instantly, becoming a warm puddle of water.
"Baby"
He cooed, ignoring me, he walked towards her, holding her in his arms like she was made of delicate glass — a sharp contrast to how he previously held me.
"Is my sister here?" Elaire asked again, her voice was soft but hoarse— was it from screaming?.
"You must be mistaken Baby, your sister is not here" Adriano whispered in a soft tone, guiding her into the house.
"The night is cold, I don't want you catching a chill".
I watched them walk into the house, hatred and anger brewing in my heart.
Before I could hide the look in my eyes, Adriano turned and glanced threateningly at me.
It was a warning look, one that warned me not to play any tricks.
And after that — He was gone.
.....
The door of my room slammed open and my father bounced, his knitted eyes foretelling what was about to befall me.
The air in the small space thickened with tension as he glared at me In disgust.
"Promiscuous Child, how low have you gone?, wanting to snatch your sister's man?" My father's voice boomed in the air and before I could brace my self, his thick fist came crashing across my face.
Pain erupted from my right eye as I collapsed on the floor with a dull thud, a sharp scream escaped from my lips.
"He is my mate!"
I protested with a muffled groan, feeling my heart pounding loudly in my ribcage, but he was hearing none of that.
He pulled me by my hair, bragging me into the sitting room where my step mother and my father's rightful wife sat lazily on the sofa, drinking a glass of juice.
"Mate?" He laughed like it was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard.
"You think an alpha like Adriano would want someone like you?, a mistake?" He sneered.
SWISH!
I heard that dreadful sound, the sound of belt been pulled out.
My chest tightened as tears pooled helplessly in my eyes.
CRACK!
"Only full blooded werewolves have the fortune of finding their mates"
The first stroke stole a scream from my throat, rendering me mute and making me bear the coming strokes in silence.
CRACK!
"You, a weak Hybrid"
CRACK!
"Pathetic"
CRACK
"Useless"
CRACK!
"Do you think that you deserve a mate?".