The Delta's Cursed Mate

Rejected pt. II

Leon’s POV

I spent days in my room. It was trashed the second I felt Reina leave our home. I just didn’t have another choice. Did I?

The Elders had come to talk about my uncle, but something happened, and Kane let out a howl. A painful howl. My body felt like it was exploding, and I lost my senses for a moment. I couldn’t see or hear and my bond with Kane was slowly fading. He was dying.

“What the f**k is happening!?” I roared between gasps.

“Alpha, have you marked and mated your wolf?”

I tried to shake my head, but it was so heavy. My body was slowly becoming heavy.

“No, the Luna’s wolf is uncontrollable. She refuses to accept any sort of bond with any of us. She would prefer to be feral.” Kiera answered for me. She knew all about my Ginger’s wolf.

“Ahh… the rejection of the bond is killing his wolf.” Elder Morrison responded. “There is but one solution, apart from letting the Alpha die.”

I heard a faint growl of warning from Masen. He was never supposed to be a Beta, but when I came home, I wanted to restart everything, I didn’t grow up with these wolves so I had to see who would be the strongest and the best to help me lead. Masen stood out immediately. When I asked who would be training for the Beta position he was the only wolf who didn’t volunteer. I went through interviews to get a sense of the wolves, trainings exercises, even extreme measures just to see who would break. Masen called me a sick fuckhead and told me I would burn in hell for the things I had been doing to our pack. No one else dared talk to me like that. He stood up for his people, even against his Alpha. That’s what a good Beta would do.

“That’s what will happen. Unless Alpha rejects the Luna.” Morrison replied lazily.

Slowly Kane came back to me. He was weak, but he was there. I got my senses back and my body felt less heavy. There was a pain in my heart, one I had never felt before. Then again, I had never felt my wolf die either.

“She’s marked.” I said pulling myself up to my chair.

“Doesn’t matter, the bond isn’t completed. The mark will fade in a few days’ time.”

Kane whimpered. He loved seeing our mark on Reina’s skin. It was the one thing he could be most proud of. It was his. Yes, we had a pack, and friends, but we had been alone for so long. Reina was the one thing that was supposed to be ours, the one who would love us when we couldn’t love ourselves. Stand by our side as we led our pack.

Emerald will never allow that. Kane whispered. She hates me, and she never tried to bond with me. I can feel her, but she shuts me out.

Wolves could bond without the human knowing. Most mates would mark, and mate immediately, and very rarely would a bond be left incomplete for so long. It was so rare I could only find one other case in the last century.

What about Ginger, she’s..

She has no control of Emerald.

I sighed. I didn’t want to lose my mate. I also didn’t want to lose my wolf. He was his own spirit; one I had been neglecting hoping I could get something from Reina. I had a pack that needed an Alpha, hundreds of wolves relied on me. I couldn’t let them down too. I looked down at my still shaking hands.

If Kane died, then I would die too. There was no way a werewolf could live without his wolf. Our bodies were one. Could I really do that to my pack, knowing how Emerald felt about us. She had made it very clear she didn’t love us, and never would. Could I do that to my wolf, who had been there for me through everything? It wasn’t fair of me to continue to put my want for our mate over his life. I had to choose, and I hated it.

“What do I need to do?”

*****

I spent days in bed after watching my mate…. No. Reina drive away. I felt the anguish of the mate bond breaking, the soul crushing weight of Kane losing his mate. My own heart breaking at losing my love. I wished the Elder’s had told me about this. How much I would want to give up after losing her. Rejecting her. It should have been better for Kane, but he was still licking his wounds. I felt a constant hopelessness. No surprise that I was depressed.

My parents had come home two days after she left. Mom fussed over me, and I just kept sending her away. I didn’t need help; I needed my Ginger. Dad yelled, screamed, and threated to take my title, but I didn’t care. He could have it back. What kind of Alpha couldn’t even get his mate to love him? The one who was supposed to be made for me.

I wasn’t sure what time it was when I heard the loud banging on the door. I just continued to stare at the spot where my mate should be sleeping. At some point during my depression and getting annoyed at my parents I had locked the door. The banging continued and it pissed me off.

Throwing the blankets off me, I stormed to the door and threw it open breaking the lock. “What the f**k do you want?!” I growled.

“Is that any way to talk to your best friends?” James stood with his arms crossed. Axel growled back at me playfully and Deacon simply held up two large brown bags.

“Your mother called.” James pushed passed me. “Dude, you stink. When’s the last time you showered?”

I growled and went back to my bed. I didn’t want them here. I wanted to be alone. The next thing I knew someone had thrown ice cold water over me. Axel stood behind me with a large cooler in his hands. I flew from the bed and tackled him into the wall. Throwing punch after punch, I felt his nose break and the blood on my hands.

“Leon, stop. It’s not him you’re angry at.” James spoke calmly and placed his hand on my shoulder.

I looked at Axel, his nose was crooked, and his left eye was almost swollen shut with a busted lip. For the first time in days, I broke down into tears. James pulled me into a hug and supported my weight.

All the crushing heartbreak caused my sobs to turn into howls of pain as I finally let go. My mate was gone. I had rejected her. I had to. My wolf… my pack. I had to protect them, but I hated that I had to. Why couldn’t she just love me the way I loved her? Why couldn’t she tell me anything?

“I smelled like almonds to her, James. They reminded her of home. Why couldn’t I be her home?” I tightened my grip on my best friend.

“I don’t know, old friend. I wish I knew.”

The idea hit me. She was in the human town. James could talk to the wolf. He could command Emerald to tell him why she hated me so much.

James shook his head, “I can hear the gears in your head, and no.”

“Please?” I begged as more tears fell from my eyes, “Please and I will never ask you for anything ever.”

“Even if I did command her to tell me, what would that change, Leon? I cannot command her to accept you.”

I sank to my knees. She really was gone, then. Here I was friends with the most powerful wolves, and it did me no good. I was still alone. Kane had spent the last few days licking his own wounds and healing, so he hadn’t spoken to me. I looked down at my pack, to see pups running around, mates holding hands and kissing. Even my own parents had come in as a united front. Key word there united.

“I did everything right, James. I loved her. I told her about the lab, I made sure everyone could use her language instead of forcing her to learn ours. I would wait while her wolf would spend days in the forest doing Goddess knows what. I only marked her because Kane needed it. Why couldn’t she love me?” I held back another sob.

“Sometimes bonds don’t work. It’s not often but it happens.” Axel said. He had cleaned his face from the blood and only had the split lip now. “Now you’ll get a second chance, and she’ll be everything you want in a mate.”

I shook my head. “I don’t want a second chance. I can’t…. I can’t do this again.”

James sighed, “Go shower and we’ll fix your door.”

Deacon threw some clothes at me. I trudged to the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror. The waves that usually held my jet back hair down had gone away and it was now a small afro. My face was studded in a scruffy beard. I threw the clothes on the floor and turned the water as hot as it could go. It came out cold, which woke me up before turning into steam and my muscles relaxed.

I thought back to what Axel said. A second chance mate was possible. I wouldn’t be able to deny the bond, much like I hadn’t with Reina. I just couldn’t fathom loving someone again. What little I did know about Reina I loved. Like how she loathed blueberries, or her extra sweet coffee. When she would smile, it was like my world revolved around her and my heart would pick up the pace and try to beat loud enough for everyone to hear. When she would work on technology she would stick her tongue out just a little bit or bite her cheek. She preferred to sleep facing the window because if she didn’t sleep, she could watch the sun rise and I could feel how excited she would get to see the golden tint it would bring to our pack. I even loved how she thought I didn’t know about her watching me as I slept. She would just sit on the floor and watch me for hours until she finally got tired enough and climbed back into bed.

I didn’t want to learn another person’s little things all over again. I wanted her. The problem was, she didn’t want me. Whatever control she did have over her wolf wasn’t enough to love me more.