The Alpha's Mark

Chapter Two

WREN’s POV.

I stormed into my small apartment , slamming the door behind me. My heart still ached from the rejection, and my mind raced with thoughts of escape.

I had to leave the pack, get away from the pain and humiliation, save myself from the pitiful looks and comments I’ll get from the pack members.

I hurriedly, packed my belongings, my hands shaking with anger and sadness as I shoved my clothes into a small bag.

Just as I was about to grab my bag, I heard a knock at the door. I froze, my heart sinking. Who could it be? I didn't want to face anyone from the pack, especially not now.

Could it be a palace guard sent by Damien to teach me a lesson?

The knock came again, louder this time. I hesitated, then slowly made my way to the door. I opened it to find Damien standing in front of door, he reeked of alcohol and rudely shoved me aside as he forced his way into my apartment.

"Wren," he chuckled:

"I know I hurt you, Wren," Damien continued, his voice low. "But I want you to know that I did feel the bond. I felt it strongly."

My heart skipped a beat. He felt the bond? Then why...? Why did he reject me?

"But I don't want you as my mate," he continued, his words cutting deeper than they did the first time."I don't want to spend my life with someone like you."

Someone like me? The words stung, and my hands instinctively balled into fist by my side.

"What's wrong with me?" I spat, trying to keep my tears in my eyes.

Damien sighed, and ran a hand in his hair . "You're just too...weak. Too timid. I need a mate who can stand by my side, who can lead with me. You're not that person, Wren. You are too slow, too gullible, too gentle, too kind, too sweet, too cheerful and I hate your enthusiasm.”

I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. Weak? Timid? Those were the same words my father used to describe me before he rejected me and abandoned me at a young age of 12.

"You're just like him," I whispered, my voice trembling. Damien's eyes narrowed. "Who?"

"My father," I said, my voice growing stronger. "You're just like him. Rejecting me, hurting me, making me feel worthless."

Damien's face twisted in rage . "I'm not your father, Wren. And I'm doing what's best for me, for the pack. I will be the alpha of this pack soon and I have to think of what’s best for the pack and what’s best for me.”

I laughed, a bitter sound. "Best for you? You call hurting me, rejecting me, best for you?"

Damien's eyes blazed with anger, but he didn't leave. Instead, he took a step closer to me, his voice dropping to a growl.

"I'm trying to be honest with you, Wren. I'm trying to make you understand why I rejected you. You are not fit to be by my side as my mate. You can not even know

Who is your friend or foe then how do you

plan to help me rule this pack?”

I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. "You're not even making sense. You felt the bond, but you rejected me? Why?"

Damien's expression turned cold, and he sneered at me. "Because I don't want to be tied down to someone like you. I deserve better. Better and more competent.”

His words cut deep, making me grit my teeth . How could he be so cruel? How could he be so selfish?

“But I will fulfill one of your secret fantasies...” he said, his voice husky as he took another step closer to me.

“whatever Keira told you is a lie..”I said, trying to salvage what was left of my reputation in front of him.

"Come on, Wren," he said, his voice low and husky. "Let's not fight about this. Let's just...enjoy each other's company. You have always wanted this remember?”

"No, Damien," I said, trying to sound firm. "I don't want anything to do with you."

But he just chuckled and reached out to grab my arm. I tried to pull away, but he held tight.

"Come on, Wren," he repeated. "Let's go to bed. We can work things out in the morning."

I felt a surge of panic as he started to pull me towards the bedroom. I knew I had to get away from him, fast.

“let me go... let me go.” I pleaded, my voice cracking with desperation but Damien was not listening.

“shh...” he said and placed his index finger on my lips. “ I will make sure you enjoy this night...”

Summoning all the Courage and strength left in me, I kicked him in his groin and he instantly let go of my arm.

Going down on his knees, he hissed curse words at me.

But I knew I did not have the luxury of staying back to hear what he said.

I dashed toward the door , running like a possessed child without looking back.

I finally slowed down to catch my breath, my whole body shaking with fear and exhaustion . I couldn't believe what had just happened. Damien had rejected me, hurt me, and then tried to...to...

I shook my head, trying to clear the thoughts. I had to get out of here, leave the pack and never come back. I started to run again, not stopping until I was sure I'd left the pack's territory behind.

But I knew that running is not enough for me to drown my sorrows.

I turned and looked around, the streets were quiet tonight as everyone was at the festival. Dragging my feet... I headed to a nearby club... to drink my sorrows away.