Rejected For My Twin

Chapter 5

Kayla's pov

"Just calm down, Kayla, and stop overreacting."

"Stop overreacting. Stop overreacting, you say?!" I yelled into Kiana's face. "And stop telling me to calm the hell down!" I yelled again as tears began to roll down my cheeks.

"This is the end of the road for me!" I said, tugging tightly at my hair and getting up as I broke free from Kiana's grasp.

"The end of what?!"

"Stop panicking and come sit back down," Kiana said and, for some reason, I went back to bed and sat down like I was a zombie being controlled by her.

"What do you mean by this is the end for you?" Kiana asked.

"Don't you understand?!" I asked back in a high-pitched tone. "I always knew that this day was going to come. I... I just didn't know that it was going to be this soon."

"What in the moon goddess' name are you talking about, Kayla?" Kiana exclaimed.

"Didn't you see the look of disgust in his eyes when he spoke to me?" I asked her. "It was totally different from this morning when he asked me to come to bed with him." I let out and started gasping the next minute, trying to get hold of my breath.

"Take it easy, sweetheart," Kiana said, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"No, I will not. You do not understand. I thought that Harlem hadn't forgotten all these years...and I have not yet... I'm yet to get my wolf yet...it's been too long since I turned 18." I buried my head in my hands and poured out my heart in the form of hot tears onto my hands.

After the night, I had turned eighteen and a few hours after Kiana had gotten her wolf, I had expected to sense mine just right after but nothing came. I waited for so long for my wolf, but I felt no different, no tingling sensations, no voices, nothing!

I remembered how my late father had told me that I was wolfless; that meant that I was different from the rest. I remembered the exact words of my father when he had waited for years for me to get my wolf, thinking that I was just a late bloomer. I remember vividly how he told me that I was never going to get a wolf and I might never get to sense a mate because I was close to a human. He had tried to sound casual while he spoke, but I knew the gravity of what he had just told me, the same range of feelings I had experienced that night was playing out again; pain, anger and jealousy.

But after so long, I finally got to sense my mate, Harlem, and he did too. I was so overjoyed because I was told that I was never going to sense my mate without my wolf, but something inside me had sensed Harlem which renewed my hope that I might still get my wolf, but that hope had been shattered to pieces, shattered beyond repair.

Alpha Harlem had been the one to shield me from the pack's criticism. I never for once felt different from the rest, because Alpha Harlem treated me equally and not like the wolfless mate that I was, but it seemed everything was about to turn around.

'Maybe if Kiana hadn't come around, he wouldn't have remembered.' I thought to myself.

"No, no...it's not her fault," I said, shaking my head frantically. Even though Kiana's presence was the sole reason Harlem had reacted that way, I couldn't blame her because it wasn't her fault that I was wolfless.

"What are you talking about? Who are you talking about?!" Kiana said as her hold tightened on my shoulders.

"I need to be left alone, Kiana," I said to her and wiped the tears from my eyes. She tried to pull me in close for an embrace, but I peeled her hands off me and got up from the bed.

"I don't think I can even be here with Alpha Harlem tonight," I said, grabbed two pillows from the bed and stormed out of the chamber. I needed some time alone, some time to think, to clear my head, and I couldn't do that around Alpha Harlem or Kiana.

I made my way to one of the visitor's chambers and threw the pillow onto the bed. I let out a heavy sigh and fell back onto the bed.

"Darn it!" I exclaimed and tugged at my hair, another round of hot tears gushing from my eyes and soaking the portion where my head was laid. I cried so much that I slept off like one who had been drugged and woke up when the whole place was as dark as night was already upon us.

"How did I...." My voice faltered as I stood up from the bed, "Hadn't it been just 10 am when I fell asleep, but it was past 9 pm already?

"Ugh, I'm so famished," I said out loud. The maids must have retired out to their quarters, so I wouldn't be expecting anyone by the time I reached the kitchen. I dragged my feet across the floor until I reached the door and gently unlocked the door. Just like I had assumed, there was no one in sight, Dave for a few guards parading the exit. I sighed and made my way out of the room. As I got closer to the chamber that I shared with Harlem, I could hear voices coming from there.

My curiosity was piqued as I tiptoed closer to the door. Different questions ran concurrently through my thoughts.

"Who might be in there with him 'cause I know that he can't possibly be talking to himself."

"Or could it be Hart? But he didn't tell anyone that he was coming in today." I said aloud and moved closer to the door to make out what Harlem was saying.

Hart was indeed in there with him. I placed my ear on the door and the first thing I heard was "Please Harlem, don't reject her!" And my heart shattered to pieces.