Rejected
1093 Words
KARENSA
Gervais.
He stood not too far from me with his arms folded, and his eyebrows scrunched up in detest, looking at me as if I were the worst scum on Earth. My mouth instantly went dry at the sight of the last man I intended to see. But that was the least of my problems. It was the scream from my head and the sweet scents coming from him.
Gervais was my mate!
And he doesn't look happy about that. Well, not that I did, either. It is one thing to live with someone you hate and another to be mates with the same bastard!
Yet, my eyes trailed down his shirtless body, noting how strong his muscles looked. His eyes shone, like diamonds sparkling under the rays of the sun. He looked like a god — a manly one — standing with his feet apart and his gaze narrowed squarely at me.
“You —”
“Darling!” Lya's shrill voice interrupted, preventing him from completing his words. He glanced at her, cutting the connection we had — as if. "Where were you? I was just —” her eyes went to mine, and it widened. “What is this b***h doing here? And why do you smell... Like an Omega?” She laughed, covering her nose as if my smell repulsed her.
My heart sank at her words. No, it couldn't be. There was no f*****g way I could be an Omega! My mother was an Alpha and my father a Beta! There was no way I could be an Omega! She has to be lying!
Yet, deep down, I felt it might be true. There was no powerful presence of my wolf. Aside from the 'mate' word she uttered, there was no sound from her.
I shook my head, trying to dispel the thoughts before they took root in my brain. There was no f*****g way I could be an Omega! I had planned it all. I would get my revenge when I mutate into the Alpha my mom was. I won't let them hurt me like they had done these past few years.
In the kingdom of the pure blood, the Omegas aren't treated fairly. Aside from pumping out babies, they are not mostly needed. I wouldn't —
“I Gervais Atostora Malik, reject you as my mate!” His voice suddenly rang out in the shrill night.
A gasp left my throat when I felt a searing pain in my skull. I clutched it hard, screaming as I writhed on the ground.
Something didn't feel right. I had seen my fair share of rejections, but none of them seemed to hurt like this.
“No, stop!” I screamed, crying as I kicked. It was as if something strong was holding me, pushing me, trying to keep me down. “Stop!” I cried out in pain.
I heard laughter. It was Lya's shrill voice. The agony was so much that I didn't quite catch the words she said, but I knew she was mocking me. Nothing good comes out of her mouth.
....
By the time the pain subsided, it was well late into the night. There was no one in the garden, just me and my aching heart. I closed my eyes and tried to call my wolf.
Lya's remarks kept on ringing in my head, but I ignored them. There was no way I could be an Omega. No f*****g way!
Yet, I couldn't even feel my wolf. All I felt was warmth from deep within me, nothing else. It was as if my wolf would rather not come out. I felt empty as I rose to my feet.
My eyes went up to the moon, still shining brightly as if my hopes hadn't been dashed. I gritted my teeth, clenching my fists as I glared at it.
All my life, I had believed in the moon goddess, but not anymore. I don't give a f**k about her — not anymore. A goddess that didn't bat an eye when I was being abused wasn't worth the worship.
I turned and headed back the way I came. My first plan didn't work. Not only did I not differentiate into an Alpha like I thought I would, but I got rejected a few minutes after I discovered my mate.
It wasn't as if I would have wanted to date him. But he could have at least given me some time to think instead of dashing my hopes further!
There were no guards around as I limped towards my room. It was for the best. This way, no one would see me the way I was broken.
My first plan didn't work, so I will stick to this second one. Since my mate had rejected me — a painful one at that — I don't see any reason to stay here. He had already planned to marry Lya, who differentiated as a Gamma last year. She was neither an Alpha nor a Beta, but she was still better than me!
I got to my door and opened it, sauntering in with my shoulders hunched. I went to work the moment I got in, packing my clothes and taking all the necessities. It was time to leave.
“What the hell do you think you are doing?!”
I shrieked at the sound of his voice. Lost in thoughts, I didn't hear his approach.
“What the hell are you doing?” He asked once more.
“… Leaving.”
“And who gave you the permission to do that?” He closed the door and strode towards me.
“I don't need any permission to do what I want. You are no longer my Alpha!” I tried to sound strong.
“And who said that?” He stopped in front of me and leaned down. “Who told you I'm no longer your Alpha?”
I gulped. His proximity made me feel scared.
“… You rejected me!” I gritted out.
“And you think that was what happened?” He laughed, looking amused.
“Wh …. What??”
“That was a fraudulent rejection, Omega!” He sneered at my face. “You are stuck with me for as long as I want to torture you! You are going nowhere.”
“What?” I gulped at the ferocity of his gaze.
“It was a mock rejection. I didn't mention your name when I said those words, Omega. You are still mine."
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