The Rejected Omega's Obeseeion

Chapter Three

The courtyard shimmered under the torchlight, but I couldn’t see anything else but him. Kael. Alpha of the CrimsonMoon pack. The same man whose eyes had found mine merely moments ago, whose gaze had wrapped around my soul and held it close. I could feel the bond shimmering between us, drawing me closer to him. He was all I could sense. All I could feel. But deep down I already knew how this would turn out. This pack was so cruel that they could never see me happy. I couldn't even blame them. Afterall, I was just a weak Omega. If my own family could abandon me, what could I expect from the pack that took me in?

Alpha Kael. My mate

He was standing there like a storm, untouchable, commanding, perfect, about to tear everything away.

“I, Alpha Kael, of the CrimsonMoon pack,” he said, voice low, sharp, cutting through the night like glass, “reject you, Aurora McKendall, as my mate.”

Time stopped.

My knees buckled. My hands grabbed the stone beneath me, nails digging in, heart screaming. My wolf inside me shrieked, thrashing wildly, desperate and furious. The bond—the thing that was meant to be a promise of forever—flared with violent pain, as though it knew it was being ripped apart.

“Kael… no… please… this isn’t—” I whispered, my voice cracking, trembling, swallowed by the murmurs of the pack.

He didn’t flinch. Didn’t look twice at me.

"That's Alpha to you". And then—the Alpha Command came.

"Accept it. You have no choice. I command you."

Every muscle locked. I wanted to scream, to fight, to shove him to the ground and reclaim what was mine—but I was lower rank. Helpless. Bound. Broken.

Tears streamed down my face, hot and burning. “No… no… this isn’t right… Alpha…”

But it was.

It was absolute.

The pack’s eyes burned into me, some wide with shock, some glittering with cruelty. Every whispered insult, every glance, pressed into me like a weight I couldn’t lift. My wolf whimpered, desperate, aching to fight, but we were trapped, powerless.

Then came the laughter. A ripple at first, soft, almost polite. Then sharp. Vicious. Cruel.

“She’s his mate?” one wolf sneered, venom dripping from every word. “Ha! That can’t be real.”

“Her? As Luna? The Goddess must be blind!” another spat, eyes glinting with malice.

“Imagine the disaster if she ever tried to lead!” a third hissed. “She belongs in the shadows, not at his side.”

I tried to lift my head. To see even a flicker of warmth in Kael’s eyes. But he remained untouchable. Perfect. Cruel. My hands pressed against my chest as the fire of the bond flared violently, stabbing me from the inside out.

“C’mon, Aurora,” someone called, cruel and loud, making sure every eye saw. “Stand tall. Or are you going to cry like the weak little Omega you are?”

Each insult sank into me like a dagger. I wanted to vanish. I wanted to disappear entirely. My wolf howled, desperate, angry, begging for me to fight, but there was nothing we could do.

“She’s ugly.”

“She’s weak.”

“She doesn’t deserve him.”

“She’s nothing.”

Every word chipped away at me. My body shook uncontrollably. I wanted to scream, to bite, to fight—but the Alpha Command restrained me. My voice, my fury, my soul—all trapped.

Kael didn’t move. Didn’t blink. He was a mountain of cold, absolute control, a living reminder that he could break me, and he would.

Then came the pain.

Sharp. Relentless. Like someone had grabbed my chest and twisted it inside out. Our bond screamed, tearing, splitting, flaring with agony. Every memory, however fleet, rushed through my mind. The moonlight, the Goddess’s blessing, the warmth of recognition, everything twisted into fire inside of me.

I collapsed fully, curling around myself, sobs wracking me uncontrollably. My wolf cried alongside me, helpless and enraged.

“Kael… stop…” I rasped, barely audible, throat tight, body trembling. “Please… don’t do this…”

The Alpha Command didn’t falter. Accept it. You have no choice.

Every nerve burned. Every heartbeat hammered in pain. My hands clawed at the stone, the cold floor scraping my palms, trying to anchor myself, to survive this storm.

“I… I accept,” I gasped finally, voice hoarse, tasting like ash.

The torchlight, the laughter, the pack—they all blurred into a haze of white-hot agony.

“Finally,” I heard Kael’s voice, distant, calm, cold. “This is final.”

I screamed inside. Scream at him, at the pack, at the Goddess who had chosen me for this torment. My body refused. My throat refused. My voice was gone.

The pack began to disperse. Some smirking, some shaking their heads, leaving me kneeling on the cold stone. Hollow. Empty. Every muscle drained. Every nerve raw. My wolf curled protectively around me, but it couldn’t soothe the betrayal.

Kael remained a silhouette in the torchlight, untouchable, indifferent, Alpha victorious, and me… broken.

I pressed my face into my arms, sobbing, letting the tears fall freely. My mate-bond—the lifeline I had clung to—was gone. Every heartbeat hurt. Every nerve burned. And in the deepest pit of my despair, my wolf whispered one truth: somehow, we would survive.

But tonight… tonight was grief unlike any other.

Hours passed—or maybe minutes. Time didn’t exist. The courtyard emptied, the torches flickered, the laughter faded, but the pain remained.

I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe normally. My wolf trembled inside me, helpless. The world seemed distant, soft-edged, colored with nothing but hurt. Every memory of Kael laughing, speaking, even glancing at me, had been rewritten as cruelty.

And yet, somewhere deep inside, a spark remained. A tiny, fragile voice whispered: You will rise. You will survive. You are stronger than this.

But tonight, it was faint. So faint I almost couldn’t hear it over the thunder of my own heartbreak.

I curled into myself, shivering in the cold night air. The bond screamed and flared, each pulse a reminder of what was lost, of what had been ripped from me by the very person who had once held my soul.

The stars above watched silently. The moonlight touched my hair, cold and distant, mocking in its serenity.

And I realized—tonight, I had learned the cruelest lesson a Luna could ever learn: the bond might choose you, the Goddess might bless you, but an Alpha… an Alpha could destroy it all with a single word.

And there was nothing you could do to stop it.