The Rejected Luna

Chapter Four

Anastasia’s P.O.V

I snapped upright as agony shot through my heart, threatening to rip open the organ.

I could feel my wolf, Nia howling in pain too but I couldn't scream out, planting a fist over my mouth so as not to wake the maid sleeping in the cot next to mine.

Liam was with someone and I couldn't do anything about it but wallow in pain. I had tried to communicate with Nia to accept his rejection but she was too hurt and broken to do anything so that was why I could feel the pain now that he was having s*x with another woman.

Why is he doing this to us? I heard Nia’s voice for the first time as I stood up to my feet and stumbled my way to the door. Are we cursed? Why does our mate hate us this much?

“I don't know Nia,” I whined as I opened the door and got out of the basement. He chose everyone’s side except ours.

I struggled to keep myself on my feet as I walked up the stairs.

What are you doing? She asked me.

“I don't know, I don't know.”

Padding up the stairs, I navigated my way through the pack house. It was silent as everyone was asleep. I walked through the hallways and ascended more steps making my way to where my heart led me, where the source of my pain was.

Another pain shot through my entire being this time and I felt my knees buckle, threatening to give way beneath me.

“Anna, no! What the hell are you doing?” Nia screeched as I reached out and knocked on the door. I could hear their grunts and screams of pleasure. I knocked harder as the pain intensified and their noises increased.

I was about to knock again when the door was flung open and there he was, standing there stark naked with his eyes glowering at me.

"Why are you doing this to me, Liam?" I yelled in pain, resisting the urge to slam my hand on his bare chest. “You told me you loved me…you told me tonight we would copulate and mark each other. You promised me Liam.”

“Yes, until I discovered you were a psychopath who almost razed down her own pack.” He spat at me.

His words sent a knife of pain stabbing through my heart and I fell to my knees, the tears plopping down my eyes. “I swear Liam. I did not do it. You know I’m not capable of murder.”

He nodded, his eyes empty. “I know you are not but clearly you are cursed with a rogue wolf.”

Nia howled in pain, the knife digging deeper into both our hearts.

Before I could say any other thing, Liam turned away, and slammed the door on my face.

I didn’t know for how long I knelt there, but time flew past with my heart twisting and cutting as Liam continued f*****g the woman inside with him.

Suddenly, the hallway became tighter as the world spun before my eyes, my heart ripping into a million shreds. I needed to get away from him, from this nightmare.

Tears blinded my vision as I bolted down the stairs, ignoring the pain in my chest. It didn’t matter where I was going, as long as it was far away from Liam.

Darkness enveloped me as the icy wind bit into my skin through my thin tank top and sweats and I welcomed it as it matched the despair that was my life.

I ran through the woods, biting back a shift as I ignored the branches scratching my skin and the rocks that bruised my feet. My breath was hot in my chest as my feet didn’t stop pounding against the soil until I reached the edge of the pack territory, where a fence marked the border.

I hate you so much, Nate. I hate you for rejecting me. I hate you for treating me like dirt. I hate you. My wolf cried as I climbed over the fence. I guess Nate was the name of his wolf.

Had he finally let us in?

I stilled, mind-linking with Nia. “What’s going on Nia? Is he trying to link with you?”

Her voice carried with it anguish and bitterness as she howled. He asked us to come back and he would make it all better in the barn of his pack.

Her words felt like a slap on my face and I almost tumbled over the wood in front of me. “How dare he?”

His wolf was aggressive as it almost forced me into submission. She bit back a whimper, her voice coming a little stronger. He wants us to mate in secret and then throw us out so I accepted his rejection.

“Good job, Nia,” I whispered, cradling my heart. “Good job.”

Oh, but it hurts. Her voice broke again and the waves of pain radiating from her filled my core.

“I’ll make it all better. I promise.” My legs suddenly drew to a stop in front of a pulsing building called inferno.

I stared at the flashing red lights, earning strange looks from the patrons lined at the entrance, their lips downturned in disgusted sneers.

This was it.

I shoved my way up the line, ignoring the protests bouncing over my head.

Rolling up the dirty robe, I showed my wrist to the bouncer, his eyes widening slightly when he saw the fang that signified the status of an alpha.

Then he glanced back at my face with a subtle frown, no doubt wondering why a female alpha looked so worn.

I shoved past him after he gave an affirming nod. A wave of sound and heat slammed into me as I entered the club, my stomach turning from the nauseating stench of pheromones, lust oozing from the wolves grinding on each other. I felt out of place and alone but I dindt care. Tonight, I was going to forget. And then face my judgment in the council tomorrow.

“A shot of vodka.” I muttered to the bartender after squeezing my way to the bar.

“There you go.” He shot me a wink and I ignored him, downing the content of the shot glass in one gulp, a fierce burn spreading in my lungs. It didn’t do much, but it was better than nothing.

I ordered another and threw it down, my eyes darting around as I looked at nothing in particular.

A sharp scent, like the smell of hot gunpowder and tobacco with a tinge of rain water…nature caught my nostrils, sending a shiver through me. Did I just imagine that? I asked Nia but she was silent. It was so aggressive…so masculine… like nothing I had ever smelt and it sent shockwaves of desire through me and my thighs clamped shut, squeezing together. What the f**k was that? Female Alphas do not go into heat.

I took a long sniff of the air, the music matching the pounding of my heart and thank the f*****g Gods, it was gone.

I must have imagined it. The pain was so acute that I was beginning to act strange.

Feeling tears prickle at the edge of my eyes, I slammed my fist on the counter top, calling the attention of the bartender.

Before long, the red lights in the room were swirling before my eyes and though I was seated on a stool, my feet lost its sense of gravity and I almost tumbled from the chair.

I felt numb… nothing…. Just a false sense of peace as I swept my tongue over my lips, savoring the last drops of the alcohol.

Anna…we should return now… before they start looking for us. My wolf whispered and I shut her out, resenting her for trying to kill the buzz protecting me from launching myself over the nearest bridge.

But at the back of my mind, I knew she was right… so I blinked hard, trying to stumble out of the club.

But somehow I found myself in the restroom, and I came to a shuddering halt when I bumped into a tree.

Wait… that wasn’t a tree. Thick, strong arms wrapped around my waist, steadying me on my feet.

Snapping my hazed eyes up, I met with a jaw so sharp it could cut diamonds. My mouth fell open as that crazy scent enveloped my brain again. Black gunpowder… acrid and fierce, savage and masculine. It occurred to me that I needed to lick him all over.

Oh f**k me. Before I could help myself, I rubbed against him and I mewled in satisfaction as he growled.

“What are you doing here?” he said, his eyes flashing.

Then his nostrils flared at me, and I knew he was smelling the slick that was flooding my thighs. Female alphas don’t get slick. What is wrong with me? But my brain was too befuddled to decipher that.

From the far end of my mind, I realized that I was in the men’s restroom. Why?

“None of your business.” I snapped, almost choking on his beautiful scent. I usually wasn’t this daring especially not when I was outside the boundaries of my pack.

He turned fully towards me, squaring off, like we were about to fight or f**k… hard. His eyes shone with anger and dominance…way stronger than an Alpha's. It looked like he was fighting his attraction to me and solely trying to focus on his anger at my rudeness.

He probably wanted me to sink to my knees and suck him off. Why were my lips tingling like I could already feel them wrapped around his thick c**k?

What the f**k was I thinking about? I should never take alcohol ever again.

“You are not from this area or any pack around! Who are you anyway? Where’s your Alpha?” He snapped, getting a little aggressive as he pushed me back against the tiled walls with his body.

I refrained from yelling that I was already an alpha female as goosebumps popped on my skin and a shiver ran down my spine. I could tell he found it hard to decipher what kind of wolf I was…thanks to Nia, who was still badly hurt.

“I don’t have an Alpha.” I moaned, rubbing against him again like a b***h in heat.

“Are the Alphas here all blind? You have no business being out here on your own.” He slid a fingertip under my chin and tipped my head to look at my throat. “No claiming bite too? Tell me who you are!”

“I want you to f**k me.” I blurted, his intense pheromones blasting me even harder and I knew I could become addicted to that smell.

One corner of his lush mouth quirked up, like I had amused him. “That’s an interesting name.”

His eyes glittered as he stared me down, causing a whimper to slip through my lips.

I nodded, aware that I was being terribly reckless, but I needed to f**k the memory of Liam away from my head.

Before I could change my mind, I reached on tippytoes and pressed my lips to his, gently at first, and then harder. I felt shock from him, as he hadn’t expected my kiss to be aggressive and dominant. He probably thought I was some lowly omega.

Before long, he took control of the kiss, pressing me harder against the wall as he ravished my lips. There was so much heat between us that I couldn’t breathe, and I didn’t think he could either.

A moan stuck in my throat when I felt the hard and massive ridge of flesh in his trousers pressing against me. He slipped his tongue inside my mouth and my legs went up around his waist like they were pulled there by a string. He leaned in further, his lips hovering over my neck.

My slick spurted out, and we both groaned. “By the goddess, who are you?” he whispered in my ear, kissing down my throat. “Why are you out here all alone?”

He tightened his grip on me. “If you were mine, I’d never let you out of my sight.”

His words went straight to my n*****s and we both watched how they beaded, pressing against my tank top.

His hips automatically jerked forward and his tongue began probing at my lips again, seeking entry. “I am going to f**k the living daylight out of you.”