Chosen By Fate, Rejected By Hate

Chapter 3

Mavi

My feet carried me straight into a bar after I ran out of Edward’s apartment. I did not even make it to my car. I just walked along the roadside until I stumbled into the dimly lit place where I now sat.

I drained every glass of wine, pouring it down my throat as if it could wash away the pain I felt. I wanted to drown in alcohol so I could forget, even for a moment, the pain that had shattered my world tonight. It felt like everyone around me had plotted together just to hurt me.

The cruel words Edward and Santa had spat at me still echoed in my head, loud and clear. Instead of begging for forgiveness for betraying me, they laughed and insulted me. They had admitted their secret relationship had been going on for years. Edward had only used me for his own needs all this time. Same reasons as Santa that's why she got close to me.

Now that I had been rejected by my destined mate and thrown out of the pack by my father, I was worthless to them. That was why they had no shame in telling me they had been together for three years.

Edward and I had been dating for a year. Which meant he and Santa had already been seeing each other for two years before he became my chosen mate. They had been cheating on me from the very start. And I had been so stupid and blindly trusting that I had never suspected a thing.

Hot tears burned my eyes as I realized how foolish I had been. If only I had listened to my father and Lotlot, maybe I would not be sitting here with my heart in pieces.

I lifted another glass and drank it like it was water, not caring about the feeling of warm spicy burn as it slid down my throat.

“Hi, lady. Are you alone?”

A voice came from behind me, the most seductive I had ever heard. It sounded familiar but my clouded mind could not place where I had heard it before.

I turned around and felt a flutter in my chest at the sight of him. He was breathtakingly handsome. “Do you see anyone else at my table?” I asked him, giving him my best flirtatious smile, which I never thought I would do. “Want to join me?”

It must be the alcohol making me so brave. If I were sober I would never have the courage to flirt with a stranger like this.

“Of course, beautiful lady. I would love to,” he replied smiling back. His eyes were glassy with drunkenness. I could tell he was drunker than I. I wondered if he could even see my face clearly.

“And what about you? Why are you alone?” I asked in a sweet voice. I could not believe I was saying these things to a man I had just met. But alcohol had stripped away all my shyness. “A handsome guy like you should have a lady with you.”

“Believe it or not I am flying solo,” he said then leaned in close until his lips were near my ear. “And I am glad I was alone. Otherwise I would never have met someone as gorgeous as you.”

His hot breath mixed with the scent of alcohol brushed against my cheek and a wave of warmth flooded my body. A tingling sensation ran down my spine and I knew it was not just the wine talking.

“Really?” I purred giving him a seductive smile.

“Dare to come with me to my car?” he whispered. “We cannot talk properly with all this loud music.”

I smiled sweetly and stood up from my seat. We held hands as we stumbled out of the bar laughing like old friends. Our drunken steps made us bump into tables along the way but luckily no one got angry with us.

As soon as we climbed into his car he pulled me close and kissed me. I did not stop him. My body was already burning from the alcohol and his soft sensual lips made the heat grow even stronger.

A flash of danger crossed my mind but I pushed it away. All I wanted was to quiet the chaos in my heart by satisfying the intense desire that was building inside me.

He was an expert kisser so much so that I felt drunker from his lips than from the wine. Edward’s kisses had always been clumsy and cold compared to this stranger’s passionate embrace. It was as if he was starving for my taste and I found myself kissing him back just as eagerly. When he moaned against my mouth, the sound sent shivers through my entire body.

Our clothes came off in a hurry and we gave in to our passion right there in the car. Within minutes our loud moans filled every corner of the space. When he finally entered me I felt a sharp brief pain like something inside me had broken for good. But in less than a minute that pain melted into a pleasure I had never felt before.

The car shook with our movements as he held me close but we did not care if anyone saw. All that mattered was easing the fire that raged within us. It did not take long for both of us to reach the peak of pleasure at almost the same time.

Afterward, exhaustion and drunkenness pulled us into sleep and we lay in each other’s arms. But when I woke up the next morning, a wave of intense regret crashed over me. I cursed the alcohol for making me do something so reckless and stupid.

I looked down at the handsome man sleeping beside me and smiled faintly. At least I had given my virginity to someone who had a pleasing physical appearance.

I stared at his face for a few moments then carefully searched for my scattered clothes and put them on. I opened the car door to leave, but just as I was about to step out, something on the dashboard caught my eye.

It was a white mask with a red rose painted on the left cheek.

My eyes widened in horror as the realization came to me. I had seen that mask last night at the sacred Moonlight Ceremony. It was the mask worn by Alpha Magnus.

My pretty wide eyes slowly shifted back to the sleeping man’s face.

The man who had taken my virginity was the same Alpha who had rejected me as his destined mate in front of everyone yesterday.