Rejected and sold to a Lycan

CHAPTER 2

ARIELLE

I couldn't continue my search for the scent because I was abruptly distracted from my little mission, and for the rest of the week, Vadka and I were assigned to work in the fields at the boundaries of the pack.

The guards beat, manipulate, and punish us for working, for getting tired, or for resting for too long.

I constantly hear statements like, "You are a disgrace to your pack, you shameless and powerless wolf.". All of these words make the noise in my head increase.

The only thing that can take me out of here is if I can find my mate, and if he accepts me, I honestly pray she does. We spent our free time at night discussing how happy we would be if we were able to find our mates. This night marks my seventh night in this shabby barn. My entire body ached from the tedious work we had done in the field on an empty stomach. My intestines growled and grumbled as I lay on my straw bed. And just as if the moon goddess heard my silent prayers, Vadka came in with two packs of cookies and two bottles of soda.

"Here," she said, handing the set to me. I thanked her, and we ate in silence.

By morning, the entire castle was calm, and we all marched out in a single file to the garage, where our duties for the day would be read out to us.

I was the one sent to tidy Alpha Orion's chamber. While Vodka was assigned to do the grooming around the yard, I was happy to do my assignment even though I hadn't met him personally. I suspected he would have the traits of his father buried in him. But my greatest joy was that I would be free from the merciless beatings orchestrated by the guards in the cornfield.

"I have been ordered to clean Alpha Orion's room. I recited my duty like an emotionless machine to the steward.

“Tap, tap, tap.” The sound of my little feet covered in work shoes echoed throughout the castle. The place was always so dark and gloomy, except on occasions when celebrations took place.

Alpha Orion's chamber was probably the darkest part of the castle; it had a gloomy energy that pushed people away. There were rumors about him being mean to slaves.

Without any hesitation, I took the mop and the bucket and entered the room. I wanted to get it over with as fast as I could.

On entering the room, there was no one present. The dark curtains and window blinds were shut. The windows weren’t open either. There was nothing but a candle lighting up the whole room.

I cringed in disgust; things like this made me feel uncomfortable, but I knew what I had to do fast.

As I got inside, I kept the mop and the bucket by the bed, rolled up my sleeves, tied her hair with a band to a bun, and took off her shoes.

While mopping, I sang like a bird sitting in its nest early in the morning.

After looking at the windows for a while, I could no longer stand it. With all audacity, I went up to the window and opened the curtains. The light shone brightly off the crystals on the wall. The speaker made the whole room beautiful.

“This looks so divine.” I mouthed it with a smile.

In my ragged clothes, I laughed and played around while mopping; it brought back a lot of memories. When I waited for my father to return home, he’d usually come back very late and drunk, but at my request, he would put on the music box, and the father and daughter would dance till our feet hurt.

Suddenly, my mood changed. I didn’t realize it, but tears had started falling off her face.

“This must be what it’s like to feel the pain of betrayal,” I thought in my mind.

I left the mop to fall to the floor. I threw myself on the bed. I was just sitting there, wondering why my life was so miserable. If only there was a way to go back in time and tell my father to act right, that way I wouldn’t have been alone.

My thoughts drifted to so many places. To my mom, whom I barely knew, and then to my mate. Something kept telling me I would find him soon. I was sure I would, but the fear of rejection kept stroking my soul like a thunderbolt. I am an omega, a weak one. No one would want to associate with a peasant. A powerless wolf.

“You have quite the audacity, don’t you?”. The voice boomed from the now-opened bathroom door.

Immediately, that deep voice spoke softly, and I knew where I was. I jerked back to reality.

I was sitting on my master’s bed without any respect. I let her emotions get the best of her.

I sat on the bed, completely frozen and unable to say a word, until he stopped a few inches away from me. A towel was wrapped around his well-formed waist, exposing his toned legs and rock-hard abs.

“Get up!.” He ordered.

I jilted. Standing on my feeble feet.

“I can explain, sir. I’m sorry this happened. I wasn’t paying attention.” I nibbled the words like a child.

“Why are you in my chambers?! What happened to the other maids?!” he fumed.

"They—they are all busy at the moment, sir," I stuttered in response as my heart kept beating fast. He took a step closer, wiggling his nose. Just then, I picked him up, his scent came so strong and fierce.

"I hope it's not what I am thinking," I prayed silently in my heart.

MATE! MATE! MATE!

Ariela, my wolf, kept screaming. I tried to suppress the urge to hug his alluring body. I shut my eyes and hoped that everything would disappear. But then I felt a cold hand pressing against my chin, so I opened my eyes. I wasn't sure what was happening. I was confused. He grabbed my arm, pressing me against his chest. The cinnamon scent became stronger.

"A weak Omega," he whispered in my ears. My entire spine ran like a chilling goose. My heart skipped with fear. He brushed my hair to one side, sniffed the left side of my neck, and then returned to staring into my eyes. Orion has the best hazel eyes I have ever seen. They are domineering.

"I have to go now," I stammered and made to free myself from his grip, but his hand was firm on mine. He gripped me tight like he owned me.

"You are my mate," he said softly, and he looked at me with disgust and the utmost disdain. I swallowed hard, confused about whether to turn my head and run.

"But how can I run?" His stout body has me covered like a newborn baby resting on a giant's arm.

His scent squeezed its way into my nostrils. The more I fought the urge to fall hopelessly at him, the more my inner wolf kept pushing. My bones stiffened, and my lips cracked in an instant.

"Go wash yourself in the bathroom," he ordered.

"But I already had a bath today," I said dryly.

"You don't want to disobey your mate on the first day, do you?" He responded.

In shock, I hurriedly went to his large bathroom and washed myself. He didn't give me enough time to figure out what I could do to stop whatever was going to happen to me. My body burned.

To my greatest shock, as I appeared in the room again, I came face to face with a naked man. His body, I couldn't resist.

"Come lie with me," he said, pushing me to his bed.

"Is he going to strangle me to death?"" Is he going to choke me till I can't breathe anymore?" What is my fate?"