Rejected By My Fated Mate

Chapter 2

Nora.

“Why the f**k would you just barge into her room?” Miles spat out, clearly pissed. His sister Ella sends dagger our way and scoffed. She folds her arms over her chest, glaring at me with absolute hate and envy. This isn’t something new.

“Why are you in her room? Where you guys making out?” She glares between her brother and me.

I shoot a perplexed look to her as my breath caught in my throat. Miles is an attractive boy but having the thought of even brushing my lips against his makes me want to gag.

Miles harshly brushed passed Ella and stormed out. She scoffed, mumbling under her breath before returning her revolting look to me.

It’s never good whenever Ella or Eliana is in my room, standing by the doorway and judging me. I avoid them as much as I can but they seem to always look for ways to get to me. Ella is the youngest, she’s just sixteen while Eliana is nineteen. Miles is the oldest, he’d be turning twenty-three this year.

Ella was more of the trouble maker; Eliana just goes along with it and laughs along with Ella whenever she picks on me.

“Father wants to see you right now. And don’t waste time being the ugly b***h you always are.” She scoffs and turn on her heels, leaving the door wide open.

I was more irritated by my door being left open. The insult? It was a norm—sometimes I don’t let it slide, sometimes, I let her be the daft one.

A meeting was held earlier in the pack hall about the Luna’s death. Without agreement of the pack, Herman enforced the pack members to accept him as the new Alpha, claiming I wasn’t up to eighteen and don’t even have a mate to lead the pack.

If Herman thought being the Alpha of Greenbell would get to me, he was wrong. I am too engaged with my mother’s death and the murderer that Herman taking my place as the leader was the least I’d worry about. Maybe the moment I step foot into the living room, a new problem would enfold, weighing me down more.

I step out of my room and head toward their voices. With each step, my heart stiffens, slowing me down. Since my mother’s death, this was the first time Herman summoned for me—maybe he wanted to make sure what of he to do with me first before looking for me. It’s funny how I’d get ruled out in my own Goddamn father’s house that I now rightfully own and can decide to kick them out.

My eyes first set on Miles which for one second, I felt a little relieved having someone who’d support me in the room. Looking at Herman, my heart skipped a beat and causing me an enigmatic pain in my chest. Everything about this man phantoms me—like a wolf hiding under a sheep’s coat. He is a wolf—a vicious, chaotic one.

“Sit.” He points at the seat facing him. They literally brought the chair from the dining hall just to make me sit before them. That alone was a torture. I swallow the agony and settle on the chair.

My pulse vibrated within my ears but I never broke the eye contact with Herman—he hates it when I’m courageous. He hates seeing me robust and sovereign. It weakens him—that, I shall do whenever I get the chance.

I could see the annoyance and hatred that he failed to hide on his face. His mouth twitches with annoyance. The low groan he was breathing out—he’d attack me right now if he had the chance. Why? Because he had done things to hurt me but I fail to fall into his little trap. That’s what he wants—for me to break so he’d prove a point that doesn’t exist in the first place.

“It’s been a week since I lost my wife,” he began.

My heart tugged—he just referred my mother as his wife just to make me feel impractical and unsolicited. I don’t give him what he wants—instead, I hold my head high and hold his gaze.

“She was a great leader and an amazing mother,” I retorted, making him to flinch. He breathes out, digging his fingers in his knees. I give him a sly smile before speaking again, “We’ll all miss her and she’ll never be forgotten. Her and my father would never be beaten as the best leaders Greenbell ever had.”

Everyone shifts uncomfortably in their seat except Miles that was fighting to hold his laughter.

A look of great bitterness swept across Herman’s face as he narrowed his eyes at me. He gulps down his envy and leaned forward. “Give us a minute,” he said to Miles and his sisters.

He clenched his fist angrily as he placed them under his chin.

“You’re just upset about the truth,” Miles said while making his way out. Herman doesn’t pay hid to what his son just said. His eyes never left my side as he thought of any possible way to hurt my feelings right now. He’s so transparent—I could see through him.

“The beta, Gamma and I have come to a conclusion.”

I despise how he just referred to my father’s most trusted werewolves as an object or just an option. And I know the conclusion he’s referring to is something he came up with to satisfy himself.

“You’re seventeen and yet to present a mate which is why you cannot be the next Greenbell’s leader. You’re not even fit to be and will never be.”

Unease drifted through my body like a kindled flame. I look down to his feet for a moment—he just wants to get back at me. He has said worse than this to me before. This shouldn’t hurt me but it does.

“You’re getting married to the Direwood pack Alpha’s son. This is a favor I’m doing for you because he’s going to be the next Alpha once you mate.”

My pulse leapt into my throat as I lift my eyes to look at Herman in disbelief. He’s brutal and spiteful—he’s worse tonight. He’s worse than a nightmare. I try to restrain myself but failed. My throat burns with buckled tears. My heart was bleeding—this isn’t just a least burden I can forget whenever I wanted to.

“You’re selling me out just to keep me away from my throne.” I say it as a question but it wasn’t—I was stating facts. Herman would do anything to keep me away from being the next Luna.

“Watch what you f*****g say to me, Nora! So what if I f*****g sell you away? You are useless to me and this pack—I don’t give two shits about you!” His words don’t even sting as what they meant. He is selling me out to keep me away from being the Greenbell’s Luna.

“I’m not mating with someone I don’t know. I am most certainly not mating with someone you chose clearly knowing your immoral act and ferocious habits.”

His eyes glowers as he groans lowly. His claws became visible and sharp. I’m not afraid of him and I will never be! I will stand for my rights what what’s rightfully mine, because I believe Herman has something to do with my mother’s death. I can feel it. So, he has to give me away of course to keep me away from finding out the truth.

You will not get away with this Herman.

“He’s coming next week, better wear something that’d at least make him spare you a glance.”