The Alpha’s Rejected Omega

Sky’s POV Nick always said I worried too much, but how could I not? He was my mate, my fated one and in less than three weeks, we were supposed to be married. Every day I woke up thinking of him, planning things, trying to make sure everything was perfect. The venue, the cake, the flowers… all of it felt like it mattered because it was for us. When I opened my eyes that morning, his scent still lingered faintly on my sheets, warm, masculine, and comforting. He had left early again, saying there was work at the pack office. I didn’t question it. He was the Beta, and I knew he had responsibilities. Still, a part of me wished he had stayed longer. Sleeping on the same bed is the closest I can be with him. Without having lots of s*x talk. s*x scares me. I rolled out of bed, brushed my hair, and checked my phone. No text from him. I typed quickly, smiling to myself. Sky: “Hey love, I’m going to check out the cake flavors today and maybe deposit the money. Want to grab dinner afterward?” He didn’t reply right away so I set my phone aside and got dressed, light jeans, a white shirt, and flats. My twin sister, Tracy, had texted me earlier too. She said she would stop by the house later to borrow a dress for some event. She had always been the flashier one between us, with bold makeup, short skirts, and flirty laughter. Whereas, I was quieter, and more reserved. But she was still my sister. By afternoon, I was done tasting the cake and I chose one that was vanilla and strawberry layered, it was just as simple as it was elegant, just like I wanted. I took a photo of the design and sent it to Nick with a little heart emoji, then asked if he was up for dinner. He replied after almost an hour. Nick: “Looks good. I will see it later. I’m working now. Eat without me.” Something about the message felt really cold to me, there was no pet name. No “love you.” It feels just too distant. Maybe I'm just in my head thinking about it. This is not a new development. I brushed it off. Maybe he was busy. Maybe the Alpha gave him something stressful to handle. He has been like that lately, even somewhat tense and distracted. But I told myself that’s what happens before a big wedding. People get nervous and maybe he just needs to get things done before the wedding so he can give me his uninterrupted attention. To cheer myself up, I decided to order takeout. Nick’s favorite, spicy beef noodles, while mine is shrimp pasta. I smiled as I placed the order, imagining the two of us sitting together, laughing about our day like we used to. I wanted to surprise him, so I didn’t text again. By the time I reached his house, the sun was setting. His car was already there, parked slightly crooked in the driveway. My heart lifted in joyous feeling. He was home early, maybe he planned to surprise me too. I grabbed the takeout bags and walked up the porch. The front door wasn’t locked, which was strange. Nick always locked it. I pushed it open quietly, smiling. He must be expecting me. The sound that met me wasn’t silence. It was laughter, it was breathless, high-pitched, and awfully familiar. No! That's Tracy’s laugh. For a moment, my brain didn’t process it. My twin sister’s voice shouldn’t have been here. Then came Nick’s voice, in low and rough moaning, a sound I had only heard when he was with me. When he tells me he only needs to come and nothing more. My chest tightened. I stood frozen in the hallway, holding the bags of food, until I heard him speak again. The words sliced through me. “You like that, baby? You’re tighter than she ever was. Yes! Take that c**k! That's it all in!! Yes! Uhh Ficckkk!” I stopped breathing. My vision blurred for a second. I dropped the takeout bag, it hit the floor with a dull thud, and then the laughter stopped. Then I heard shuffling, quick movement, and a curse before the bedroom door creaked open. Nick stepped out first, he was shirtless, his hair was messy, with his eyes were wide in surprise. Tracy followed behind him, using only the bed sheet to cover herself, and her lipstick smeared. The evidence of their cheating in front of me. My heart fell apart right there. “Sky,” he started, “It’s not. . . ” “It's not what?” My voice came out thin and shaky. “Not what it looks like? Because it looks exactly like what it is, Nick. You are banging my twin sister” Tracy’s eyes darted to me, guilt flickering and disappearing just as fast. “Sky, I didn't know you were coming, you weren’t supposed to be here until. . .” “I'm not supposed to be here?” I laughed, that is the funniest thing I have ever heard. But it didn’t sound right. “To my own fiancé’s house?” Nick’s face hardened, an unfamiliar feeling sliding into his expression. “I think it's best if you go! I will come find you.” “Go? What the f**k!” I whispered. “Are you stupid! This is your explanation? I have been busting my ass out week after week planning for our marriage and you are here banging my sister! How long has this been going on?” He didn’t answer, he didn’t reach for me, he didn’t even look sorry. That was what broke me the most, the emptiness in his eyes. “I was going to have dinner with you,” I said quietly. “You told me you were busy, I thought you were working.” “I was,” he said, stepping forward. “Until I realized I didn’t have to pretend anymore.” Oh my God! Tracy shifted beside him, biting her lip, her eyes full of satisfaction now as if she had been waiting for me to find out about this. My stomach twisted unpleasantly. “What do you mean?” I asked with a shaky voice, though I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. He sighed, almost bored. “You have always been sweet, Sky. Too sweet. Always doing everything right, always caring what everyone thinks, always acting like a saint. You never want to explore, you are used to being normal, so ordinary. Sky, you are just boring and I don’t want that. I don’t want to think I can stay with someone like you for the rest of my life! I am sorry I can't.” My chest constricted painfully. “You don’t mean that. Please! I am sorry, teach me!! You don't actually mean the things you say! You don't mean this, Nick! Please” “I do mean this, Sky! You are simply too boring and plain for me, Nobody wants a predictable Omega as their mate and dreams of living with them forever! You will bring dullness to my life!” His voice was flat, cruel. “I don’t love you. I never did. You were just convenient for a while. Yes, you are my fated mate, sure, I am not going to dispute that but that doesn’t mean anything to me. I want Tracy. I am sure everyone will find nothing wrong with that. You have simply served your purpose” Everyone won't find his behavior absurd because no one has actually completely thought I was suitable for him. Comparing me to my twin sister! Tracy stayed in one corner, not even bothering to cover up anymore “I don't want you anymore, I don't think you will die when I sever the mate bond! I mean since I am yet to mark you. So just accept this and let's get this over with”, it was like all the air was sucked out of the room. My ears rang. I shook my head slowly, my mind was trying to reject the words I was hearing. “You are rejecting me?” He didn’t hesitate. “Yes. I, Nick Holloway, Beta of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Sky Drone, as my mate.” The words hit like a physical blow. But it's the impact that almost sucked the light out of me, I gasped, my knees giving way as I fell to the ground. My wolf howled inside me, a sound only I could feel, it is painful, raw, and tearing every part of my being to shreds! The bond that had always hummed between us snapped sharply, leaving a hollow ache in my chest. I clutched at my heart, but it didn’t help. The pain was everywhere, in my bones, and in my soul. It's possible that I won't die because of this, but that doesn't mean I won't be close to the death's door. “Nick. . . ” I breathed, tears blurring my vision. “Please don’t.” He has to take it back soon, if not the pain won't subside until I have accepted his rejection! No it will not end like this! No! Nick was supposed to be my family! I was getting my freedom! That was the deal! I can leave faraway. “If you don't reject me now, you may die, Sky and as much as that being convenient for everyone, I don't want you to die” He said as he turned his back to me. He is not relenting, and there is nothing else I can do except to accept his rejection. “I. . . Sky Daleman, accept your rejection” My heart broke into more pieces, if that was relatably possible. I dropped on the floor like a bag of Irish potatoes. Tracy’s hand slid around his waist, and she smiled at me, but it was not in a kind way, especially since she was not acting apologetically in any way, she was acting like she had won something. How dare she! She just chose a boy over family! I am the only one she has. “You will find someone else,” she said lightly. “I know, you always do.” I wanted to scream. I wanted to hit something. But all I could do was sit there, shaking, while my world collapsed. I have always busted my ass out for people, practically begging them to love me! Tracy is the only family I have, Nick was supposed to be an addition to our family! Finally, I turned weakly and walked out. My body felt numb, my chest still burning from the broken bond. I left the food on the floor. I left the pieces of my heart behind too. Outside, the air was cold, sharp against my skin but I think I needed it. I got into my old and almost breaking apart car and sat there for a long time, gripping the steering wheel until my hands hurt. My eyes burned, but I didn’t want to cry, I didn’t want to give them that. But although I didn't want to give them the pleasure, the tears came anyway. For hours, I drove around aimlessly. I didn’t even realize where I was going until the neon lights hit me. It is a club. I had never been here before, it's too loud, and definitely too wild for someone like me. It was different from Carla’s Pub where I serve tables, but right now, I needed the noise, I needed to feel numb, I needed to not feel at all. I parked and walked inside. The music was loud, vibrating through my chest. People danced, drank, and laughed with whoever they came with, or met there. I felt like I didn’t belong, but that was the point. I wanted to disappear, but I told myself that no one gives a Fu!ck about me here and it's high time I started not giving a Fu!ck about anything or anyone! Those days are over! I walked to the bar. “Give me your strongest spirit!,” I said. “Something very strong, stronger than the strongest.” But who am I kidding? The bartender nodded without asking if I was crazy and poured. I drank fast. It burned my throat, but it dulled the pain just enough. I ordered another. By the third glass, my thoughts started to blur. The rejection still throbbed inside me, like a wound that wouldn’t close. My wolf was silent now, numb from the pain. I could still feel the ghost of the bond, the emptiness where it used to be. And I know I can only get over a man by sleeping with a man and that's what I'm going to do!