Bound To The Alpha King's Dying Wolf

Chapter One — Rejection

Auren’s POV

“Auren Smith. Please step into the center."

I managed to squeeze my way through the crowd of men and women and stepped into the center of the crowd which was cleared out for this occasion.

I tried to push down the bubbling feeling of happiness that was tight in my chest. I adjusted my dress and looked up. A couple of young women my age stood at a corner laughing and sneering.

Their voices floated across the crowd to me.

“To think she's so confident he'd choose her”.

“Poor weak omega. I wonder how she's his mate. It's crazy”.

They laughed and I chewed the corner of my lips, their words searing at my heart. I looked at myself, at my large bust and small fingers.

Then I took a deep breath and looked up. Dylan stepped into the center looking very dashing and a smug look on his face. His black and gold suit sparkled in the moonlight.

“Alpha Dylan Blackwood. Take your mate”.

I looked at him. He held my gaze, my heart raced. Just one word, one word and I'd finally show those girls who was in charge.

I smiled at Dylan, “Come on”, I muttered.

“Auren Smith, I Dylan Blackwood reject you as my mate today and forever”.

A loud hush descended on everyone around us. I blinked, my heart burning in pain.

I looked at Dylan, my eyes full of disbelief and confusion.

“Dylan…."

“We're done Auren. Get out of my way, you fat pig.”

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I sat alone at the corner of the house staring blankly into space. Everything that had happened earlier swam around in my head over and over again until my head spun and my vision blurred.

I'd cried my eyes out and right now I had no tears left again. I kept trying to answer the question of why? Why would Dylan do that to me?

All the promises, kisses. They were….He was using me. He had been using me and I failed to see it.

Tears welled up in my chest choking me.

Why would you do that to me Dylan? Why?

“Well well well. Look who's here. The fat pig herself”

I didn't dare look up. I already knew who it was. Tessy and her minions, the girls who'd insulted me during the mating moonlight.

Her friends laughed. Tessy stepped forward and yanked my head by my hair forcing me to look at her.

“The Alpha should have humiliated you more. That wasn't enough, to think you thought you were fit for him. It's so ridiculous and very funny”

“Let go of me.” I whimpered.

“What did you say?” Tessy asked, pulling harder.

I winced and reached up to hold her hand.

“Let go of my hair”.

Her face twisted into this ugly mask of rage and she grabbed my face with her hand.

“Damn Tessy she still ridicules you. Does she know you have Beta blood and can tear her weak omega wolf apart”.

Yes, they never failed to remind me of how weak I was. Of how I was nothing.

Dylan had made me feel something, he had smiled to me and had been kind to me when he felt our bond. I'd believed the day I'd be vindicated from their terrible words had come.

“Come on, repeat that again to my face”, Tessy said as her claws started to jut out of her nails and dig into my skin.

My eyes went round in fear and I tried to wriggle free.

“Ms. Smith. The Council chief wants to see you immediately”.

Her hand froze and everyone's gaze followed the direction of the voice that had just intruded on the moment. It was one of the Alpha's elite men.

Tessy stepped back, slapping her usual fake plastic smile on her face. The gruff looking man didn't spare her a glance. He walked up to me and stared at me pointedly.

“They're waiting for you in the front.”

I stood to my feet slowly and walked to the entrance of the house, the guard following closely behind.

Two of the pack’s council chiefs were standing there with a strange man I'd never seen before.

He didn't look like or had the scent of our pack. Further ahead was a carriage waiting with a wolf licking it's leg.

I felt something trickling down my cheeks and I wiped it. I looked at my sleeve and saw the dark red stain of my blood. The strange man looked at me with this glint in his eyes and looked at the chiefs.

They were discussing something in hushed tones. The guard nudged me towards them and I stepped forward.

“She'd do, although she's not what I'm expecting.”

The chief nodded and glanced at me, “Auren Smith. You're going with this man.”

“Who?”

“Don't ask any questions. Follow him.”

I took a couple of steps backwards and hit a sturdy body behind me. The guard was still standing behind me. My heart raced and the open wound on my cheeks burned as they healed slowly.

The strange man looked at me and walked towards the carriage. The guard placed a firm grip on my arm and pulled me forward.

Something inside me let loose as my mind slowly placed the pieces together. They wouldn't let me have my own happiness, my own life.

“Let go of me!” I yelled, struggling with the guard. He was much stronger and faster as well.

He lifted me and threw me on his shoulder as he strided after the stranger with long black hair and hollow evil looking eyes.

The council chief said nothing, just stood there staring at everything.

I was thrown into the carriage and the door was shut firmly. Immediately the carriage began to move. I gripped the window, trying to catch a glimpse of something, someone, a tiny bit of hope that would save me as we rolled past.

There was none. The strange man sat opposite me, his piercing gaze on me as I felt waves of despair wash through me.

“That would do you no good," he said silently.

I turned to look at him, my eyes brimming with tears.

“Who are you? Where are you taking me?”

He said nothing, just looked the other way.

I sank back into my seat, wiping away my tears, feeling so humiliated.

“The North pack. Alpha King Gene Sinclair.”

My heart skipped several beats, realization slowly dawning on me.

The ruthless Alpha King who would kill without batting an eyelid. The Alpha who left blood and bodies in his wake. Everyone rumored him to possibly be a demon.

“You're going to be his wife.”