She is the Alpha

Lorraine's POV… "I, LORRAINE ARAGLAV, REJECT YOU, STEFAN BOLLINAC, AS MY MATE. FROM THIS DAY FORTH, I SEVER ALL TIES." My heart felt like being torn to shreds as I spoke the words. The sharp tips of my nails digging into my palms were nothing compared to the searing, gripping pain in my chest. It felt like fireworks were going off in all directions, making it difficult to breathe. Yet, I stood tall, determined not to give in to the pain and retract my words. I straightened my spine, lifted my head, and turned around to walk away with dignity and strength. But the agony was too much to bear. It felt like the pain was about to cripple me, so instead, I ran, sprinting into the forest, hoping to outrun the pain. How can I be mated to him? I questioned Himm! of all the freaking beings?!! I screamed out my despair in my head. "Lorraine, pleaseeee. We can find another way to work things out, Please. Let's try to sort things out," he pleaded, his voice cracking with desperation. But my mind was made up. Our bond was strong, but I couldn't let it be. The mating is wrong. My heart was throbbing and aching with pain, and slight tremors zipped through my body. But I didn't stop running because somehow, there could be a way I could outrun the pain. It was the only way I could think of to protect myself from the pain that was threatening to consume me whole. "Please, please don't do this," he begged, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's done already, and it can't be undone. Accept your fate. Then get off my property," I hissed out at him before kicking him out of my head and blocking his mind-link. Soon, I began to hear footsteps behind me. I didn't like that at all, and I didn't like that he was following me. The pain and heartbreak of the rejection were already more than I could bear right now. I just need him to give me some freaking space! I screamed out in my head. "Is that too much to ask?" I wondered inwardly. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my chest. Tears were streaming down my face, and I couldn't stop them. The pain wouldn't let me. I couldn't believe pain could be this crippling. I paused abruptly to put him in his place as I'd had enough of him following me around when all I wanted was to get this over with and head back to my damn twentieth birthday party, which I didn't even want in the first place. Suddenly, I began to hyperventilate as the memories of him slowly walking towards me some minutes ago in the ballroom came rushing back to me. I'd just done the rounds making small talk with some of the pack alphas and elders and was wrapping up an unpleasant conversation with my uncle Lirius when a strong scent of dark chocolate and blueberries hit my nostrils. With my ever-present fake wide smile plastered on my face, I turned towards the food section, my hazel eyes glazing through, desperately trying to figure out where that highly satisfying scent was coming from. But I couldn't figure it out, and it only got worse and worse. Almost as though this scent was closing in on me, clogging all of my senses and making my beast Snow go wild with anticipation. My knees suddenly went weak in less than a few seconds as I met his sea-blue eyes, staring intently at me from across the room. "No, No, It can't be," I murmured. "I paid that damn witch good money to ensure this never happens." I gritted out in anger as I took two nervous steps backward. "Mate!! Mate!!" Snow screamed in the back of my head, throwing out the window all the plans and agreements we'd made about not wanting a mate. So, out of annoyance, I blocked her off, shoving her to the depths of my mind. "Hello, I'm Stefan Bollina," he said, suddenly appearing before me in what felt like two strides. But I didn't let him finish before I turned away from him and bolted as fast as my legs could go, flying out of the ballroom through the long rows of staircases, heading straight for the woods. "Lorraine… are you okay?" Stefan called, suddenly appearing at my side as he brought me back to reality. "Get away from me!" I screamed as I shoved him. "We should head back in. You don't seem alright. Maybe we can revisit this topic much later when you feel better." He said "There's absolutely nothing to revisit. I do not want this bond, and if I remember correctly, I just rejected you some minutes ago; now get out of my freaking sight!" I ordered, mustering all the energy I had to create a dark, threatening aura "I understand that you don't know me, and frankly, you couldn't care less about me. I get that, but I won't accept your rejection. At least not until we've tried." he said "Oh, f*ck off with that bullsh*t Stefan, we both know what you and your family are after. The lot of you are just a bunch of power-hungry shameless Lycans. And It's disgusting how low you have gone, manipulating the bond to your will so that you can get in the position -" My words trailed off when he suddenly landed in front of me. "Stop it, Lorraine. I won't stand here and get insulted just because I want a chance with my mate." He retorted, his aura sipping out and shifting between heartbreak and anger. I could sense it. This was a very delicate situation because the last thing I would want is to attract any form of attention to ourselves. "Then don't. You're not welcome here, and I am not your mate. I am your Alpha, and you are my subject. That is all there is between us!!" I barked out. Just as a tiny bit of my aura seeped out, and even though any other normal Lycan would be choking from the darkness emitting from it, Stefan was barely moved by it, which wasn't surprising if he genuinely was my fated mate. "I just want to get to know you, that's all. I don't know what the deal is between you and my family, but I am not like them. We may have just met as mates a few minutes ago, but you're already the most important person in my life right now. That is what the mate bond does. It freaking bonds souls, and I will hold on to you for dear life, for as long as I can, goddess help me." He stated calmly, but his words sounded like a promise or an oath. His ocean-blue eyes pierced deep into my soul. It was almost like he could see through me. He was waiting for my response, but I had no plans to give him the satisfaction of an answer. I heaved out a frustrated sigh. The pain of the rejection and his pestering was making me angrier by the second. I swear I can almost see red. "Listen to me clearly because I won't repeat it. Stay away from me. I don't want you, and I don't want a mate. The next time I see you within twenty feet of me, I will kill you without so much as a thought. Right now, all I need you to do is accept my rejection, go home and, sob to your father, and have him know that you failed. But most of all, stay away from me." I warned in a firm tone that brooked no argument as I walked over to him and patted his head like a little pet. "Lorrai-" he began to say again, but I stopped him with the palm of my hand. I slapped him hard on his left cheek, my handprint leaving a vibrant red map on his cheek. "Do exactly what I have ordered you to. Don't push me." I ground out through gritted teeth before turning around to walk away from him. The war of pain raging within me, though, is another matter. I am trying really hard to show strength and composure, but the sadness in his eyes feels like someone is crazily scraping and clawing away at my heart. I couldn't bear to look at him any longer because I knew that if those eyes met mine again, it just might break my resolve. I can't be here anymore, and I can't be close to him. The bond is making me crazy, so I turned away and took off running. I raced through the thick trees of the forest, away from the beaten paths, and increased my speed like I was being chased by demons from hell. The pain was almost taking over my body. It felt like the farther I ran, the more the pain intensified. But I couldn't stop, not now. I zipped through the odd twist of thick trees that led to the River in the blink of an eye, but I didn't stop. I couldn't. Then, I sensed a presence following me. I hissed out in annoyance and irritation. 'This act of desperately chasing after me was becoming an annoying habit of his.' I thought to myself as I decided to confront him again. So I slowed down to a crawl as I approached the water bank, stopping just out of reach of the water, and waited for him to join me. He stopped just behind me, and I stiffened, sucking in some air through my teeth as I mentally prepared myself to face him again. If he so much as touches me.' I growled in my head as my body wound tight in anger, my teeth grinding together... "Stefan, I am certain I was really clear some minutes ago. This is done!! Over!!" I said in an irritated tone. "Yes, it is indeed over." I heard a voice whisper behind my ears just as I felt a thick, sharp blade pierce through me. Confusion was the first thing I felt before a blanket of pain reigned on me. "W-hyy, help… help," I muttered under my breath as the pain exploded inside of me. It was like every cell in my body turned into poisonous pins, tearing my body and soul apart. I looked down at my white dress and realized it had rapidly changed from a sharp, blood-soaked red to a sharp blue. "The poisoned blade," I whispered in shock and confusion before letting out a low gasp. "Please," I mumbled, my body weakening as I fell to my knees. I would never beg for anything, not even my life, but this pain is too much for me to bear. Then the knife was twisted in further, my body hit the ground, and I felt weightless just before I was pushed into the River. 'At least this is a beautiful way to die.' I thought to myself as I took in the beauty of the dark River, I knew I was drowning, but there is no pain, like the one from a poisonous blade. Soon enough, all I could see was darkness.