Chapter 2 The Alpha’s Rejection
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(Selena’s POV)
When I woke up, my whole body was on fire.
It wasn’t the kind of pain that fades after a few breaths. It was deep , inside my chest, inside my bones. The pain of rejection.
I could still hear his voice echoing in my head.
“I, Zade Matthews, reject you.”
Every time I remembered those words, my heart broke all over again.
I tried to move, but even my fingers trembled. My wolf, Mira, whimpered inside me. “It hurts, Selena…”
“I know,” I whispered. “I know.”
When I opened my eyes, I was in the servants’ quarters. A thin blanket covered my body, and someone had left a bowl of water beside me. The room was small and cold, with cracked walls and a broken window.
I had lived here all my life.
But now… it felt even smaller.
I pressed my hand to my chest and tried to steady my breath. The bond between a wolf and her mate wasn’t meant to be broken , not like this. It felt like a hole was tearing through me.
The door creaked open. It was Lena, one of the kitchen maids.
Her eyes widened when she saw I was awake. “You’re alive.”
I gave her a weak smile. “Barely.”
She hesitated, then stepped closer. “Everyone’s talking about it,” she whispered. “Zade rejected you. In front of everyone.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. “I know.”
Her voice softened. “Selena… I’m sorry.”
But sorry didn’t fix anything.
Sorry didn’t take away the pain that burned in my heart.
I forced a smile anyway. “It’s fine.”
It wasn’t. But I didn’t want her pity.
After she left, I sat there in silence for a long time. My hands shook as I tried to drink the water. Mira’s voice came faintly. “We have to leave…”
“Where would we go?” I whispered.
She didn’t answer.
By noon, I couldn’t stay inside anymore. I needed air. I wrapped a shawl around my shoulders and walked toward the packhouse. The moment I stepped outside, I felt eyes on me. Everyone was staring.
The whispers followed.
“She really thought she could be Luna.”
“What a joke.”
“An Omega mated to the Alpha? The moon must have made a mistake.”
Each word stabbed like a knife.
I kept my head down, biting my lip to stop the tears.
Then I saw him.
Alpha Zade. Standing near the training field, giving orders to his warriors. His dark hair blew in the wind. His jaw was sharp, his eyes cold. Once, I thought those eyes were meant to look at me with love. Now, they only held disgust.
He noticed me. For a second, our gazes met.
My heart stopped.
He looked away.
It was like I didn’t exist.
Mira whimpered inside me. “Our mate… doesn’t want us.”
“I know,” I whispered. “But we’ll survive.”
I turned and walked back to the edge of the forest. I didn’t know why, but the trees always felt kinder than the people in the packhouse. The forest didn’t judge me.
I sat by the riverbank, hugging my knees. The cold breeze brushed my skin, and the pain in my chest grew sharper.
The rejection was still pulling at me, like an open wound.
My body was weak, my wolf quiet.
I felt empty.
Then I heard footsteps behind me.
“Selena.”
That voice. I froze.
Zade.
I turned slowly. He stood a few steps away, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.
“Alpha,” I said quietly, bowing my head.
He sighed. “You shouldn’t be here alone. Go back to your duties.”
His voice was calm but cold , the kind of cold that hurts more than shouting ever could.
“I will,” I whispered.
He started to walk away, but something in me broke.
“Why?” I asked suddenly.
He stopped but didn’t turn.
“Why reject me?” My voice cracked. “The Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes, Alpha.”
He turned to look at me then , and the anger in his eyes made my heart twist.
“She did this time,” he said sharply. “I will not let an Omega be my Luna. My pack deserves better.”
I stared at him, my chest burning. “But,”
“Enough.” His voice was like thunder. “Accept the rejection, Selena. The sooner you do, the less it will hurt.”
He turned and walked away.
But he was wrong.
Because every second after that, it hurt more.
The bond wasn’t fading , it was tearing me apart slowly.
By the time the sun went down, I could barely stand. My heart ached, my skin burned, and my wolf’s voice had grown faint.
I stumbled back toward the forest, not caring where I went. I just needed to get away , away from the pack, away from him
.
The moon rose again above the trees, bright and cold.
I whispered, “Maybe this is what I deserve.”
And then I ran.
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