Chapter 2: Rejected and humiliated.
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Nyra’s pov.
I had no idea what it was, but the deeper his tongue pushed down my throat, the worse the dreadful feeling in my gut became. The bond tightened with every touch, with every press of his d**k against my thigh, and yet it felt off.. like it shouldn't be happening.
He slowly started to undress me, and I couldn't even attempt to stop him. I shouldn't be doing this with my sister's suitor, but the bond was too strong to resist. It was intoxicating, driving me far beyond reasoning.
Before I knew it, Damian and I were on the ground, right beside the river, the cold breeze wrapping itself around us while he claimed me as ruthlessly as the bond had formed. He was relentless, and whispered into my ears that he would treasure me for life.
“Mine..” he growled as he poured his soul into me under the moonlight. I wrapped my arms around him, eyes closed and heart bubbling with excitement. I had found my mate, and he was finally going to give me the life that I had always wanted.
Minutes turned into hours, and my eyes grew heavy. I drifted off to sleep right after the intense love making between Damian and I.
He had wrapped his arms around me and stroked my hair while I slept, but when I opened my eyes again, he was gone and my head was resting on the bare, damp ground.
Springing to my feet, and with my heart racing inside my chest, I searched frantically for him, but he was nowhere close. I couldn't feel him, I couldn't smell him anymore.
I took to my heels before I could stop myself, to the only place I thought I could find him, and the place where my parents had warned me to stay away from…. The mating ceremony.
Wolves roamed around, chatting happily, uniting with their mates. My heart fell into my stomach as soon as I reached the entrance, something felt off, and the feeling of dread deepened.
That was when I heard and felt him, my mate.
“Today, I claim Kira Meyers as my mate, and as the future Luna of Blackmore pack.”
My world shattered right in front of me, my eyes welled up as they met the vicious gaze of my mate on the podium, holding my sister's hand as she smiled and waved happily at the crowd.
Watching it was torture, believing it broke me to pieces, and the bond faltered. I made my way over to the front, my knees almost giving out, but I persisted, pushing through the sea of people until I reached the podium.
The first person who called out to me was my mother, but I paid no attention to her or how enraged she was. I stared at Damian, my palms tightening beside me.
“What are you doing!? You can't do this to me! We're fated mates!” I roared, and gasps rose in the crowd.
Kira’s face fell. “What?”
Damian stared at me, deadpan, like he had never seen me before.
“You filthy, wolfless slut!”
The words stung, like nettle on a wound. I staggered back, my vision blurred by my tears.
“We… We literally just made love!” I yelled out in frustration, my chest rising and falling unevenly.
“Nyra!” Mother thundered.
Kira frowned. “What the hell is wrong with you!? Why are you doing this to me!?” Her voice was shaky. I sniffed and tried to support my weak knees.
“This is a heinous accusation!” The Alpha.. Alpha Ragnar finally stood up from his throne, his eyes fiery.
“I'm telling the truth! We are mates and we just claimed each other!” I fired back.
But then, a soft but stern voice crept into my head, it was Damian trying to communicate using the mind link.
“You better leave while you can..” he stifled a chuckle. “This pack and the throne matters to me, and I will not let you and your wolfless self take it away from me. I was horny, that was all I needed you for.. now that it's done, leave on your own accord or you will pay.”
No..
The lump in my throat grew bigger and bigger. My eyes watered, and I almost passed out from the shame that weighed down on me.
“Please..” I linked him back, my eyes stuck on him. “Don't do this to me.”
“No!” I spoke out loud. “I will not let you do this to me! You cannot ignore our bond!”
“This girl!” He raised his voice and my breath hitched. “She threw herself at me, begging me to sleep with her and ruin her sister's proposal! She threw herself at me in the woods, and now she's claiming to be my mate!”
More gasps and whispers rose, insults were hurled at me, and my parents’ venomous eyes roamed my body. I had no idea when I started to shake, or when my mother walked up to me and landed a deafening slap on my cheek.
I trembled, falling at her feet with a thud.
“May the goddess fill you with pain!” She spat. “You will pay for this, Nyra! It was always so obvious that you were jealous of your sister, and now this!?”
I looked up at Damian who was hugging Kira tightly, he smirked at me, and then his voice crept into my head again.
“I reject you..”
It didn't take long, the weakened bond snapped in an instant, and the pain that followed was gut wrenching. My hands flew to my sternum, gripping the fabric tightly as I tried to keep my scream inside.
“I will..” Alpha Ragnar tried to speak, enraged, but my father stopped him.
“Alpha, I will deal with my daughter accordingly, and I will make sure she rots for the rest of her life for what she has done.”
Insults kept coming, vengeful looks were thrown at me, all oblivious to the fact that I had died on the inside. I couldn't take the humiliation, I couldn't stand the pain… so I got up and did the only thing I could think of.
I ran. Despite the curses and the abuses, I didn't look back.
I ran back to the house, gathered all the money I had saved up and packed a few clothes. I took the admission letter with me and ran off into the night.
This was my only choice, anything but the pain and the humiliation.
Perhaps, Winston college would bring me the fresh start that I had always craved.
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