Rejected, Dejected
1426 Words
Mia
I looked back at Josiah with my mouth agape.
I couldn't believe that the Goddess had done this to me.
Josiah of all people? Why?
“You?" He asked again and he was looking at me as if he was looking at the highest form of scum.
“What do you mean Josiah," Agatha asked as she held his hand.
“Come with me," he said as he held my hand by the wrist and it was painful.
“Agatha, come," he also called her and she followed us.
He dragged me to his room that I knew very well because I was the one who always cleaned it.
Actually, I cleaned the whole castle.
"Did you think that I could accept you as my mate?
And where did you steal that dress from?" He asked me and I took my hand back from him.
“This dress is mine," I said, defending my honour.
They had accused me of murder but I won't take it being called a thief.
“Tell me Mia, did you actually think, me, Josiah, the future alpha of this pack, could be your mate?
I don't know what the goddess was thinking but I would rather stay mateless," he said and for the first time, I felt disgusted by him.
I thought that he was a man of his word but it seemed that he was scum.
“I also don't want you Josiah," I said l, summoning the courage to call him by name since the first time he laid his hands on me.
“What did you say? Do you think that you have the right to reject me?
You can't but I can.
But before I do, I will make sure that you feel a pain that you will remember till your last days," he said and I could not wait for that to happen and so, I took the initiative.
" I, Mia Grayson of Silent Blues pack, reject you…” I didn't get to finish.
Josiah gave me a slap that made me feel as if my jaw had been relocated from its original place on my head.
I spun around and then landed on my butt.
“I told you, I am the only one who can reject you.
If I want to keep you as my toy, then I will,” he said and then held Agatha.
He kissed her deeply as he looked at me and with each kiss, I felt my heart tore.
Silent tears ran down my cheeks like two rivulets because of the pain.
They kissed for a while and Agatha was the happiest as she looked at me with disdain andovking smiles.
Josiah then held me by my hair and threw me on the floor at the foot of the bed.
He then took out his belt and tied my hands at the back using that belt.
He then made me kneel and fastened the belt to the back leg of the bed and made me watch as he undressed Agatha as he touched and kissed her all over.
This was the first time seeing another person's nakedness leave alone seeing someone having seggs.
The moans Agatha was making were disgusting and I closed my eyes.
“I told you to look at me," Josiah said as he kicked me on the chest and I felt as if my insides were on fire.
The bad thing was that I could not even soothe myself as my hands were tied.
With each kiss they gave each other, with each stroke as they caressed each other, and as I watched Josiah enter my sister and start humping, I was dying a little more and by the time they were done, I was dead.
It was just a shell of me looking at them.
I had stopped crying because the pain had made me numb.
“How did you like that? Do you want to feel it?" Josiah asked and I didn't say anything.
Agatha was gloating though she wasn't saying anything.
“Did you actually think that I could take you as my Luna?
You are disgusting and filthy.
You killed your mother and you strut here in this castle as if you have a right to be here.
You should be a rogue so that others can kill your miserable self," he mocked and I didn't say anything.
I just wanted to die.
I didn't want to live.
If this was the life that the Goddess had in store for me, I didn't want it.
“So, you aren't saying anything?" He asked and then got off the bed in his birthday suit.
“I hate you Mia! I hate you so much.
You made your family lose the woman they loved and they also hate you," those words were said as he kicked me and my hands were still tied to the bed.
I didn't even cry out or beg for mercy the way I usually did.
I just kept quiet and hoped that he would kick me somewhere that would just kill me.
I hated life and I hated being a werewolf.
I wish I was never born.
After he was done kicking me, he untied my hands and I slumped to the floor.
He then made me kneel by holding me by my hair and then held my cheeks in one hand using his thumb and index finger and squeezed.
“Look at me," he said and my eyes could barely open.
He slapped me and asked me to look at him again.
I could feel the swelling increase and I opened my eyes as a well of tears was released.
I didn't even know why I was crying but I was.
Maybe I was crying for my mom dying and leaving me in this hell hole.
Maybe I was crying for all the torture and pain theigh out eight years of my life since mama died.
Maybe I was crying for having a family that wouldn't save me if I was in a house that was burning down.
Maybe I was crying for the hope I had held on to all those years.
The hope that my mate would save me only to be given a mate that abhorred me.
Maybe I didn't deserve to live and they were all right.
I should have died that day instead of mama.
It should have been me.
With that, I looked at Josiah with swollen eyes wishing that he could just end me.
“I, Josiah Bronson of Silent Blues Pack reject you, Mia Grayson of Silent Blues Pack by the laws of the wolves,” he recited and I could feel the pain but I didn't care.
I felt the pain sear my insides but it was okay.
I didn't even scream. I didn't want two of the people I hated most to see me miserable.
Even if I was to die, I wanted to die in and with dignity.
He looked at me after he recited the rejection vow expecting me to beg him or to cry but I didn't.
I just said two words that left him agape.
“I accept," the words were barely audible but he was a wolf, he heard me loud and clear and for a moment, I could see the disbelief in his eyes.
“He then threw me across the room and I landed on the wall on the other side of the room and I hit the ground with a thund.
I didn't flinch as he held me by the hair again and threw me outside the room.
"You better leave because I don't want to see your ugly face again.
The next time I see you, I will kill you.
I even wonder why you didn't drown this morning,” he added as he closed the door.
So, they wanted me dead, huh?
I dragged my battered body outside the castle using the back door and not even the music and the shining lights could make me stay.
I had an appointment with death and I swore to haunt these people all the days of their lives.
I would never reincarnate until I made sure that my spirit settled all the scores I had with the members of Silent Blues Pack.
Those were the thoughts in my mind as I let my body free fall from the highest cliff of the lake.
I was going to join mom and maybe, I would be happier there.
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