Rejected by the Alpha,Chosen by the Moon

Racheal POV

I knew it.

I had done the worst.

My heart beat so fast, it felt like it was trying to break out of my chest. Each thump was loud in my ears, like drums pounding during a war.

I could feel sweat forming on my back and forehead, even though the evening breeze was cool.

The air around me felt too thick, like I was breathing through a wet cloth. It was heavy with fear, shame, and something else I couldn’t name.

All eyes were on me cold, judging, angry. It felt like I had brought something evil into the pack, like I had cursed them all just by standing there.

But I couldn’t move. Not even a step. It wasn’t because I was brave, t wasn’t strength. My legs were too weak, frozen in place.

They wouldn’t answer me no matter how hard I tried. I was stuck there, right in the middle of the circle of hate, waiting for something I knew would break me.

“Rachael!”

That voice.

It cut straight through me.

Ezekiel.

My Ezekiel.

He wasn’t just shouting. He was screaming like a man in pain.

“You just did what?” he yelled again, louder this time, and stepped closer.

I turned slowly to face him. His eyes were wide. Angry. Confused. And underneath it all, I could still see that tiny flicker of hurt. It almost killed me.

“Ezekiel, I—” I tried to speak.

“This is an abomination!”

Another voice jumped in before I could finish. It was Elder Kaylan, the oldest and most respected among the pack elders.

His walking stick thudded against the ground as he marched toward us, his long robe sweeping the dust.

“We will not let this happen under our nose! Not while we still breathe.” His voice was sharp and furious.

I looked around. Whispers everywhere. Judging eyes. Shaking heads.

I wanted to explain, I really did. But would they even let me?

“Guards!” Ezekiel shouted, not even sparing me another glance.

The sound of heavy boots filled the courtyard. Four guards ran in, each one armed and fast. Before I could react, two of them grabbed me one on each side.

“Let me go!” I struggled, but they held on tighter. My arms ached.

Ezekiel stepped forward. I expected him to stop them. I hoped he would look at me… see the girl he used to love. But his face had changed. It was like I didn’t exist.

Then, he said the words that broke me.

“I, Alpha Ezekiel, banish you from the Blue Moon Pack. From this moment, you are no longer one of us. If you are ever seen within our borders again…” he paused, voice low and sharp, “you will be killed.”

Everything went silent.

Even the wind stopped moving.

I stared at him, my mouth slightly open. I didn’t cry. I couldn’t. The pain was too deep for tears.

I loved him.

With my whole heart.

I thought he loved me too.

But love had no place here.

“This is my reward?” I whispered under my breath. “After everything?”

“Move her out!” one of the guards barked.

They shoved me forward. My feet dragged through the dirt. My mind was spinning. My body felt numb. I barely saw the faces around me anymore—they were all blurs. Blurs of people I once called family.

The gate opened. That massive iron gate. The same one I used to walk through with pride… Now it felt like a doorway to death.

They pushed me out. Hard.

I stumbled and fell to my knees. The gate slammed behind me with a loud, final bang.

I was alone.

I looked back one last time. Hoping. Wishing. Praying. Maybe Ezekiel would change his mind.

But the only thing I saw was the top of the gate.

And the silence that told me I was no longer wanted.

The sky was already turning dark. Clouds rolled in like bruises across the sky. I stood up slowly, every part of me aching, and began to walk. I didn’t know where I was going.

I didn’t care.

I had no food. No weapon. No direction. But I couldn’t stay here.

Leaves crunched beneath my feet. Twigs snapped. The wind blew cold across my arms.

After a while, my legs began to shake. I was tired. More tired than I had ever been. I didn’t even know how long I had walked. Everything blurred together.

Then I saw it.

A small open space between the trees. Just enough for me to rest. My body collapsed onto the ground like a bag of stones. I laid my back against a tree and closed my eyes.

Why did I do it?

That question haunted me.

I had broken the rules, yes. But it wasn’t out of hate or betrayal. It was out of love.

Out of protection.

Out of doing what I believed was right.

But the pack never listened to reasons. Only rules.

And now…

I looked up at the sky. The moon peeked through the branches. It was full and bright. A Blue Moon. How ironic.

The very moon we worshipped in the pack.

I smiled bitterly.

“I gave up everything for them,” I whispered to no one. “And now they want me dead.”I pulled my knees close to my chest, wrapping my arms tightly around them. My clothes were torn, and dirt clung to my skin like a second layer. The cold forest floor pressed against me, but I didn’t care. My body ached from the rough push out of the Blue Moon Pack, and my mind felt even worse. I rested my chin on my knees, trying to feel a bit of warmth from my own skin. My eyelids were heavy, and my thoughts were spinning, like leaves caught in the wind.

I had nothing left. No home. No friends. No love.

The sound of the wind rustling the trees felt like whispers mocking me. I could hear the soft hoots of owls in the distance and the chirping of insects all around. The forest was alive—but I felt dead inside. I didn’t know where I was going. I didn’t even know if I would make it through the night. My body was shutting down from exhaustion. My breathing slowed, and for a moment, it felt like sleep was finally coming to take the pain away.

Until—

Snap.

A branch cracked somewhere close by.

My entire body stiffened. My eyes snapped open, wide with fear.I just listened. Everything else went quiet.

Even the wind paused, like the whole forest was holding its breath with me. My heart started pounding again, hard and loud.

I slowly lifted my head, scanning the darkness around me. Thick trees stood like giants, their shadows stretching long across the forest floor. The moonlight barely reached through the branches. I squinted, trying to see if something—or someone—was there.

Nothing.

Maybe it was a squirrel… or a falling branch.

Then, another sound. A low rustle in the bushes behind me.

My breath caught in my throat. I turned my head slowly.

“Hello?” I whispered, my voice small and shaky. I tried to sound brave, but it came out broken. “Is someone there?”

No answer.

Just silence.

Then it came a growl.

Not a regular animal growl. This one was deep. Low. Dangerous. And it was close. Too close.

I jumped to my feet, my legs shaking underneath me. I looked around in every direction, but I couldn’t see anything clearly. The shadows seemed to move. My chest tightened.

The growl came again, louder this time. It rumbled through the trees like thunder.

I stepped back slowly, careful not to trip over the roots behind me. My heart was screaming. My instincts told me to run, but where would I go? I didn’t even know where I was.

Another branch snapped—this time right behind me.

I spun around, but I still saw nothing.

“Please,” I whispered again, “I mean no harm…”

Suddenly, something rushed past me. Fast. A blur of black fur.

I stumbled back, falling to the ground with a hard thud. I winced in pain, holding my arm. My breathing turned into gasps.

Then, from the shadows, it stepped out.

A wolf.