The Alpha’s Rejected Mate

Chapter 2

Everly POV

“It’s wrong; rerun the test. She hasn’t found her mate. She can’t be pregnant,” My father says. I shrink back in my chair. I was only seventeen, nearly eighteen, and the number one rule all she-wolves have drummed in our heads is to save ourselves for our mates. This was a huge deal, especially to my father. This would bring shame to our family, that I would break the one sacred rule for she-wolves. Sure the men fool around, it was a little biased, yet we do, especially someone like me in a position of power, that would be frowned upon. I would be a disgrace to the family.

“Alpha, I have tested the urine sample twice,” Doc tells him, but my father shakes his head, not believing his words or not wanting to.

“No, test it again; it is wrong. My daughter is not a rogue w***e,” I cringe at his words. That’s what women are called who fall pregnant to someone that is not their mate, it is the worst thing to be labeled besides a traitor, yet both were treated the same.

Rogue w****s are forbidden on pack territories and are only allowed on neutral territory, which is the main drag of the City and the two streets behind it on either side. Our City was pretty lucky; most she-wolves in other cities that fall pregnant, are banished making them forsaken wolves. They turn feral without any pack contact and are forced to live outside the Cities sending them crazed and mad like they do with those that betray or commit treason amongst the packs. No one wants to leave the City and be on their own out there. It wasn’t safe and definitely not how anyone wanted to live.

Our City is different. We didn’t kick women out of the City and banish them. We just made them rogues, free to go about their lives without pack help. I used to look down on those women I would see trying to make ends meet for their poor choices. Maybe this is my karma; I was soon going to be one of them.

“Yes, Alpha, I will test it again,” Doc says before rushing out of the room and away from my father’s deadly glare. My father starts pacing, and I feel my heart rate quicken when he stops turning to face me and staring at me.

“He has to be wrong; you are not like that. You wouldn’t shame me this way,” He says, looking for confirmation. I shrink back in my chair. The Doc came back in again, stopping him from saying more.

“The results are the same, Alpha,” Doc says before looking at me with pity. I swallowed, staring wide-eyed at the Pack doctor, hoping he could save me from my father’s wrath, but even I knew the elderly, greying man was no match for my father. Neither was I since I still hadn’t shifted. We shift on our 18th birthdays, then we can find our mates, but being pregnant would now delay that process. Our bodies won’t allow us to shift while pregnant; it is a safety mechanism to protect the unborn pup.

My father growls, turning on his heel and glaring at me, his fists clenched by his sides as he fights the urge to shift. I had never seen him so angry at me before, his eyes flickering black in his anger. My father has always been so proud of my sister and me, always showing us off and telling everyone about what great daughters we are and what a great Alpha I would be when I took over the pack. I looked like him, and he raised me in his image, preparing me to take over. His dark hair, bluish-grey eyes, I got those traits from him, but right now, he looked on the verge of killing me as my face was mirrored in his black orbs.

“How far along is she?” My father says the venom in his words makes my blood run cold.

“We can have a scan done next week to confirm gestation,” Doc tells him, and I look at my hands.

“No, do it now so we can take care of it before it gets out. I won’t have a rogue w***e for a daughter. This is not to get out do you understand, Doc?” The Doc nods his head nervously while I am too busy staring gobsmacked at what my father just said. It was going against the moon goddess to abort a were-baby.

“Wait!” I say, finally finding my voice. My father turns to look at me, and the Doc actually moves away from him when he feels my father’s Aura rush out of him.

“Wait for what? You aren’t keeping this monstrosity, we can sweep it under the rug, no one has to know, and you can still take the Alpha position, we just need to take care of this poor choice, then things can go back to normal,” My father says, he made it sound so simple like this wasn’t sin against the Moon Goddess.

“No, I won’t, I can’t do that, father, please, just let me speak to mum. We can work this out,” I pleaded with him.

“No, you will terminate the pregnancy, then we go home. Doc, get whatever it is you need. I am not leaving this office until this is taken care of,” My father says. I feel tears brimming at his words, sure I didn’t want to be pregnant, but I was not a murderer; aborting a pregnancy was worse than having a child to someone who is not your mate. Directly shunning the Moon Goddess.

“Alpha, I am afraid if your daughter isn’t willing, I can’t perform such a thing unless there is a medical reason.”

“She is willing, isn’t that right, Everly,” My father says, trying to force me to agree, but I met his gaze head-on. My mind was made up; I won’t go through with it.

“No!” I tell him, not expecting his following reaction. My father had never hit me in all of my life, he had never raised a hand to me, and the shock of his action was more painful than the blow itself as his hand connected with the side of my face. I could feel the outline of his fingers etched into my cheek as a burning sensation spread across it from his palm.

“Then you are no longer my daughter,” He says.