Fated Twice,Rejected Twice

CHAPTER 8

Nayla.

I didn't know how I was brought to the room, but all I knew was that I fainted and I saw clouds and was struggling to pull out from the pit, somebody was trying to bury me in.

I heard soft cries, I tried to open my eyes but couldn't. It feels like it was glued. I felt movements going around me, hands touching me and putting strange herbs in my body.

I heard his voice. “Return,” I finally ordered in a low voice, snapping myself back into the role I had chosen. “Bring her back when she awakens.” The guards and maids exchanged wary glances, and he sensed in their eyes fear.

His words sent thunder across my soul. I shook violently, milla and Elara holding me tightly, the tears drowning the herbs on my body. He did it to me. Almost killed me.

“Control her and make sure she gets well," he commanded. I tried again to open my eyes but I couldn't.

The maids moved with gentle urgency. They bathed me with soft towels, their soft voices murmuring comforting words even as they applied medicinal herbs to my injured body. He could not tear his eyes away from my body, even as he felt the weight of his own authority pressing down upon him

Milla’s eyes flicker with unshed tears as she dabbed at a wound with an herbal brush. Her hands shook as she worked, the compassion in her gaze a stark contrast to the coldness I was ruthlessly imposed on. Elara, too, was consumed with sorrow, her whispered pleas to the Moon Goddess echoing in the silence of the room.

“It is hurting so much" I cried, my voice hoarse. I half prayed that Elara or anybody should hear me and luckily for me. Milla did.

“Nayla," she quick. “Can you hear me Nayla?"

I opened my eyes slowly, the rays of light hitting me at once, I used my hand to block the light. It opened fully and I saw Ronan, his build covering half of the doorway. I saw something pass through his eyes. Guilt.

“What happened?" I asked, trying to shut the voice echoing in my head. It was painful and depressing.

Nobody answered. It is how Ronan controls the pack. My blood boils in fury. How dare he. I tried to sit up, even when Elara was shouting that I should stay still, I didn't listen, I wanted to tell him the piece of my mind..it was enough. I had to suffer another soul pain and if this is how Nayla is maltreated what would happen if I let him know that I am not her? My blood went cold at the thought.

“You did this to me. Beat me till I almost bled and died. Is this how you treat your fated mate, is this how you want to treat me?" I screamed as I said those words to him. I finally was able to sit properly.

My back cracks, the thread cutting as more blood drips.

Ronan didn't look at him, instead, he turned to the guard. “Bring her food and make sure she eats it".

" Answer me” I screamed, my throat burning because of the impact but I didn't care. I wanted answers.

“Shuuuuu," he said slowly and slowly as if he was trying to sound a warning.

“I want an answer. Why?”

He smiled as if the question was funny. The f**k. " I told you that you should reject the bond but you wanted to prove to me that you love me” he scoffed. " I don't want a weak omega, you are too weak and too soft”

“Why do you still keep me if you want me to reject you?" I said, waiting for his word. I don't know but I fear that I wouldn't love what he is going to say.

He smirked. “You are still my property after the rejection and I get to decide if you want to leave or not"

I closed my eyes briefly, the cold reality of my actions crashing over me like a flood. “Should I tell him that I am not Nayla? Is he going to kill me if he found out on his own? The questions churned within me, but they were quickly drowned out by the echo of his next word.

“You shouldn't do anything that will put you in more trouble, nayla. Elara is going to tell you, your next punishment. I will see you at dawn." He warned.

He quickly barked some orders to the guards, telling me not to let them out from my side. I wanted to talk but Milla held my hands, a cold reminder that my words were not going to change anything he said. I smiled cruelly. Is this my fate, I said quietly. Why would the moon goddess give me a ruthless alpha as a mate? What have I done that I deserve this punishment from her?

“He is not always like that," Milla said as she held my hands.

“With those fears in your eyes, I know what I saw and experienced. I want a back story on Nayla" I said slowly.

They processed my words. " You are nayla. Did you have a memory loss?” They were concerned.

I smiled, it barely reached my cheeks. " I am not Nayla and can't ever be here. Please I need a back story on her”.

This isn't the life I want and I don't want to live with Ronan..he is ruthless and he has somebody. Sheila. Who is she?

“Sheila is Ronan's mistress and soon to be his mate and yeah she lives in the palace and goes everywhere with Ronan to know how the duty of a Luna works". Elara answered in one breath as if she knew what I was thinking about

“Woah" the only words I answered back. I have heard stories about alpha rejecting their mate to be with their mistresses and keeping their mate as a maid to their mistresses but never would I imagine that I am going to be one. A maid to somebody who steals my mate.