The word rejected did not hurt the way I thought it would.
It destroyed me.
I stood there, frozen, as the bond between us snapped like something fragile and meaningless. The pain was not just in my chest. It was everywhere. In my bones. In my blood. In every breath I tried to take.
“I, Alpha Ronan, reject you, Alina, as my mate.”
The words echoed in my head long after he said them.
Around us, the pack was silent. Watching. Waiting.
No one stepped forward. No one defended me.
Not even my own sister.
I forced myself to look at him. At the man who was supposed to be mine. The one the Moon Goddess had chosen for me.
His eyes were cold. Empty. Like I meant nothing.
Like I had never meant anything.
“Why?” My voice came out barely above a whisper.
He did not hesitate.
“You are weak. I need a Luna who brings power to this pack, not someone who drags it down.”
The words cut deeper than the rejection itself.
A few people laughed softly behind me. I heard them. Every single one of them.
My hands clenched at my sides, but I refused to cry. Not here. Not in front of them.
Not in front of him.
“Then I accept,” I said quietly.
The moment the words left my lips, something inside me broke completely. The bond vanished, leaving behind a hollow emptiness that made it hard to stand.
I turned before anyone could see the tears burning in my eyes.
Before he could see what he had done to me.
Before I completely shattered.
I ran.
I did not know where I was going. I did not care. The only thing that mattered was getting away from that place. From the whispers. From the humiliation.
From him.
The forest stretched endlessly ahead of me, dark and silent, the cold air biting against my skin. Branches scratched at my arms as I pushed forward, my breath uneven, my heart still aching from the loss.
Hours passed. Maybe more. I lost track.
By the time my legs gave out, I was far from the pack. Far from everything I had ever known.
I collapsed to the ground, my body trembling.
That was when I felt it.
A presence.
Strong. Dominant. Dangerous.
Every instinct in my body screamed at me to run, but I was too weak to move.
Slow footsteps approached from behind.
Then a voice.
Low. controlled. powerful.
“You crossed into my territory without permission.”
My breath caught.
I turned slowly.
And that was when I saw him.
Tall. Dark. Unforgiving.
His eyes locked onto mine, sharp and intense, like he could see straight through me. There was something in them. Something dark. Something that made my pulse race in a way I did not understand.
Fear. Yes.
But something else too.
Something worse.
He stepped closer, and the air between us shifted.
Heavy.
Dangerous.
“Who are you?” he asked.
I swallowed hard, forcing my voice to work.
“Alina.”
His gaze lingered on me, slow and deliberate, taking in every detail.
Then his lips curved slightly, not quite a smile.
Something more dangerous than that.
“Alina,” he repeated softly.
The way he said my name sent a strange shiver down my spine.
“I am Kael Draven.”
The name alone carried power.
Even I knew it.
The most feared Alpha.
The one no one dared to challenge.
My heart pounded harder as realization settled in.
I should have been terrified.
I was.
But as he stepped even closer, his presence wrapping around me like something inescapable, I realized something far more dangerous.
I was not just afraid of him.
I was drawn to him.
And the way he looked at me made one thing painfully clear.
I was no longer free.