The Alpha And His Rejected Mate

Chapter1

Camila's POV

Lightning struck across the dark gloomy sky and the thunderstorm indicated a downpour. Flames licked the chimneys of the house cabins and the trees in the forest. "Run, Emily, run and do not look back!" She yelled on top of her voice and with tears in my eyes, I ran away like the coward I was.

In a panic, I ran farther into the woods, away from the flaming part of the forest. The smell of blood, death and fire filled the air. Tears rolled down my eyes and in a blur, I....

I tossed around the sleeping bag with my fingers clutching hard against the sheets. Uncontrollably, a tear slipped down my eyes. "Please, please," I whimpered subconsciously. I jerked up abruptly when I felt the coldness of water on my skin.

"Hell," I muttered as I stared at the wetness of my body and the sleeping bag. With water dripping from my hair down to my face, I lifted my head to look at the cruel perpetrator of this act.

I swallowed hard as I stared at my one and only sister, Samantha, standing in front of me with a sinister and hateful look on her face. In her hand was a small plastic bucket. I took one more look at my drenched body and I wondered why in the moon goddess's name did she hate me so much.

"Was the water necessary?" I asked her, hiding the scowl I so much wanted to show on my face, but I knew it would only get me into more trouble. I'll go hungry for days if I dared challenge my sister.

"You're quite lucky it wasn't hot, next time, it will be," she began to say as she walked closer to me. "Scalding hot. Enough to peel off this stupid skin of yours," she replied with so much hate in her eyes.

"Why do you hate me so much?" I asked her, refusing to let tears form in my eyes.

"It's your entire existence, Camila. Your entire existence sickens me.I just feel like driving a silver dagger into that heart of yours," she replied viciously.

I scoffed. "But you can't. You'll become an outcast if you kill one of your own," I said to her. My words didn't trigger her, but my scoff did.

"Did you just scoff at me?" She demanded in ferocious anger.

I swallowed hard. "I.." I did not get to finish my statement when a hard slap fell across my cheek and I fell back on my sleeping bag.

"You bastard!" She shrieked. I placed my hand on my cheek, feeling the sting of her calloused fingers, my throat was burning with unshed tears.

"Mother!" Samantha shrieked again and I knew I was done for. She was screaming as if she was at the point of death.

I quickly went on my knees. "Please, Sam, don't call mother here. Please, I'll do anything," I pleaded in fear. The tears I was fighting back, finally formed in my eyes and threatened to fall.

My pleas fell on deaf ears and before I knew it, my mother had arrived in my silly excuse of a room.

"Sam, sweetie, what's going on? I could hear your voice from across the hall. What is it?" She asked in a panicking tone.

Sam became hysterical as she sobbed in pain." It's.. Camila. I came to wake her up to begin her chores as she slept in late as usual and she yelled at me, scoffed at me and when I tried to correct her, she hit me," Sam began to wail as she sat on the floor, displaying her part.

I stared in horror, at the lies my own sister had just cooked up against me. My mother was outraged. "How dare you?" She demanded as she walked closer to me.

I wished the earth would just open up and swallow me right there. I dreaded my own mother. I began to move back on the bed, but there was no way I could escape from her. "Please, please.. I..." A hard smack fell on my face and I gasped in shock and in pains. I could barely speak or defend myself.

"You good for nothing wolfless girl! How dare you lay those filthy hands on my daughter? You cursed thing!" She raved as she grabbed my hair tightly and dragged me from the sleeping bag. Was it my fault that I was yet to shift into my wolf form? Was it my fault that everyone around me had shifted years ago and I was yet to? Was it my fault I had no scent?

Of course not, it was all the moon goddess's fault for punishing me this way. I had no doubts that this was why my family hated me.

"Please.." I whimpered in pain as the tears that gathered in my eyes finally cascaded down my cheeks. She pushed me to the floor and I hit my head on the small stool in the center of the room. She did not stop there. She pounced on me like a predator on its prey. Her nails did all the work for her as they dug into my skin. I cried out in pain.

"I didn't do anything," I pleaded in that frail voice of mine.

"Are you calling me a liar?" Sam demanded as she stood up. "Mother, she's calling me a liar," Sam pointed out. She was our mother's favorite and she made use of the opportunity to get whatever she wanted and what Sam wanted was to see me in pain. Nothing brings her joy more than that.

Series of slaps fell across my face. "How dare you call my daughter a liar, you ingrate! " she yelled as she continued hitting me without stopping.

Was I not her daughter too? Why was there favoritism amongst us?

"Mother, please..." I pleaded. I was close to passing out, due to the severe blows I was receiving from her.

"Don't you ever call me that! I regret being your mother! You make me the laughing stock of the whole pack!" She yelled. I was sure I was close to heavens gate as I began to cough out blood and that was when my mother finally left me.

"Get your stupid self up. It's time you began the preparations. The mating ceremony is tonight and our pack has been graced the honor to host it. I want to see you down the hall in five minutes," mother said and with that she walked away with Sam. I could barely see them, my eyes were dazed.

I tried to crawl up on my feet, but my knees failed me. I fell back on the ground and unintentionally, with all the pains I felt, I cried my eyes out, until I slipped into a dark abyss.