Chapter 1
Chapter 1.
Malia’s POV.
As the moonlight shone, I prepared to have my usual nice time with the love of my life, my mate. The one I was going to be getting married to, tomorrow. Our secret spot was just as messy as anything and I took it upon myself to tidy things up before my love arrived. Who would have thought that a day would come when I finally be someone's Luna, the love of someone's life. I collapsed on the already made bed, I smiled to myself, I couldn't be any happier than I was now.
I wished for just one thing after the death of my parents, that I would move on and find happiness. I see my wishes being fulfilled by tomorrow.
Suddenly I hear footsteps coming towards our little house, a secret spot made by my love after we found out we were mated. And I knew it was him coming.
“What took you so long?” I questioned him, beaming at him as I rushed towards him, hugged him, his peculiar scent surveying its way into my nostrils. His scent, his muscularity, his perfect facial features that I would never get tired of beholding.
I looked up at him with a smile on my face but he wasn't smiling back.
“Are you okay, my love?” I asked him. He held my arms, pulling me harshly, away from himself. I was instantly shocked, my eyes widened in confusion as I watched his jaws clenched angrily. I could swear on my life that I have never seen this side of him ever since we started dating.
“It seems you are oblivious to the news spreading around, about you.” He simply said, his voice so cold.
I swallowed the sudden lump of fear and confusion that curled up in my throat. “What are you talking about? What news, kylian?”
He kept mute for a while, his glare deadly, my curiosity growing on heaps. “Say something, kylian. You're scaring me right now.” I queried him, with tears already in my eyes.
“I'm more scared of you, and of your mental illness that you never told me about. You've been keeping that away from me…for so long. How could you? He yelled. I shivered on my spot, clueless of what he was talking about. But before I could even defend myself, he said the worst thing I never wished to hear in my life.
“I, Alpha kylian…”
“No, please don't say it. The wedding is tomorrow. Please Kylian.” I pleaded,
“Reject you, Malia Herbert as my mate.”
I knelt down before him. “No, please Kylian, hear me out.” I pleaded, holding on to his hand so tightly, tears dripping down my cheeks. He stared down at me like I was a monstrous being he deserted.
“Please, it's not…. None of it is true, please hear me out.” He shrugged my grip off his hand.
“Get off me.” he yelled. I found myself on the ground, looking up at me with tearful eyes. I felt like a dagger had deeply struck my heart multiple times.
“Let me make this clear. I do not want to see you anywhere near me again. You shall stay far away from me and forget that we ever met.”
He walked out of the house, his words were like a spell, a spell that might never work on me. How was I supposed to forget him, to forget everything we had together.
Was this all a dream? I screamed out in agony. my hands squeezed my head, tears filling my cheeks and dropping down to the ground. And just like that, all my dreams of having a happy life went down the drain, all because of a rumour that wasn't true.
“And I, Malia Herbert, reject you Alpha kylian.” I sobbed the words out as I laid right on the floor.
I woke up, realising that I had slept on the floor all night. I recalled what had happened, I felt no connection with him anymore. I always did, every morning I woke up, it was the only thing that made me happy but now all I had was myself and my family, my aunt and cousin who despised me and treated me shitty everytime they had the chance to.
I braced myself and left the secret spot, ending the whole memories with kylian or rather, Alpha kylian. As I stepped into the pack territory, I heard wedding bells, playing so loud as I approached it with curiosity filled with me. There were people everywhere, crowded everywhere.
As I pressed my way into their midst, I couldn't help but sense the way they looked at me, and the murmured gossips.
“She's here… the crazy daughter of Jane.” One of them said to another.
“I heard Alpha kylian rejected her to marry her cousin.” another said. And I paused, reeling from the statement made. My cousin? Alpha kylian ditched me to marry my cousin?
And then I saw why they were all gathered here like a cloud of witnesses. I looked at my cousin, dressed in my wedding gown, walking down the aisle to marry Alpha kylian. It was hurtful, and painful.
“You!” I felt a hand yanking me backwards, away from the crowd. It was my aunt, her eyes burning with anger. I flinched at the intensity and shrillness of her voice. Scary woman, she was. And that was how she had been ever since I came into live with her and my cousin since I was Eight years old. She was my aunt, but they forced me to call her Mother, so I just naturally got used to it.
“What the hell are you doing here? I thought you'd never show your shameless face after you got rejected. So what are you doing here?”
I suspected the way she spoke. “You were behind those rumours, weren't you?”
“Of course. And they are not rumours. You're mentally ill, traumatised because of your parents death. Let this stick to your brain. Now leave, go into the house, don't show your face until this wedding is over.”
Tears creeped down my cheeks, people stared at me like I was dirt that was meant to be trashed away, away from their sight away from this pack.
I couldn't hold sight of their glare anymore, I ran away, away from their judging eyes. I could hear them cheer for Alpha kylian and Anna, my cousin but I ran away, my heart torn apart to pieces.
My parents died in a mysterious accident when I was Eight years old. The police had covered it up like a suicide case, but rumours said it was more than that. I didn’t want to bother myself with rumours, but sometimes I lived with resentment.
If they really did commit suicide and leave me to continuously suffer under my Aunt’s oppression.
I drank up the cognac in the glass as I sat at the bar counter, the liquid burned so hot, down my throat. I didn't mind its hotness, it was perfect for my mood, though I never drank alcohol until now and I was loving this first experience.
“Another one.” I ordered the waiter.
“What is pretty lady like you doing in the bar all alone?” I heard and looked beside me. Being unable to watch the wedding and exchanges happening in my home, I left through the door to go to the club.
I needed to get a breather, and I couldn’t stand to see Alpha Kylian marry my cousin.
“A girl can’t get a drink alone?” I asked and he shrugged.
“I know they can. You look like you are here with a sob story. I’m just curious about it.” He said and I looked at him.
“It was my birthday yesterday and my wedding today.” I said. “Only, my wedding didn’t push through.” I said and he looked at me. I gulped down a cognac and the effect was rippling. My eyes were starting to get really hazy, and the alcohol was kicking in.
“My aunt made me reject my mate and ruined my wedding. And she made her own daughter marry my mate, just to cover up for the shame of her daughter not finding her own mate. Disgusting isn’t it? But I couldn’t even say no, because I am so scared of her.” I said and he looked at me.
I downed another glass of cognac and then I looked at myself. He looked sexy and hot, and I was feeling super rebellious.
“You know what? Leave my sob story. I’m up for something crazy. You in?” I asked, my speech very slurred.
“What type of crazy?” He asked, leaning closer, looking deep in my eyes.
I held his chin and dragged him closer to my face. I looked at his lips and licked mine. “Sleep with me.” I said and crashed my lips on his.
I opened my eyes and looked around. It was still super dark. It didn’t look like my bedroom, I figured it was a hotel by looking at the intricate design. I looked beside me and noticed a stranger lying beside me. I tried standing, but I felt a little weird in my v****a area, and I reached to turn on the bed lamp.
There it was, Bloodstains all over the bed and my legs.
What in the world have I done?
