His Betrayed Mate Is A Famous Healer

Several times, I pinched my skin just to convince myself that it was all a dream. But each time, I couldn't deceive myself anymore. It was all reality playing out before me. My mate chose my sister over me as his luna in the presence of everyone, after two years of waiting. The pack priestess did not flinch. She blessed their union, crowned my sister Luna, and the mating ritual took place while I stood like I was invisible, watching them while struggling not to spill my hot tears before them all. Even the mate I thought was my savior also called me useless; then, of what use would I be again? How long would I be a servant without a life in this pack? I was already twenty-one, but the moon goddess, instead of giving me a mate of my level, had me shamed in the presence of everyone this way. The pack members all clapped aloud as Alpha Samson climbed the throne with Isobel. I couldn't stand the trembling ground beneath me and turned around, taking off the hall from the side door. My heart was too tight to keep standing there. I couldn't afford to tear down before them all. How was I the only wolfless person in this pack? Why was I treated like I didn't exist? I just lost my mate to someone whom I would call my closest rival, someone who never wanted to see me smile. Why then was I conceived if they wouldn't love me? Wasn't it better to query the moon goddess than the innocent me who didn't create herself? I raced into my father's house and into the hut-like room where I had stayed since I turned six years old. There, I broke into uncontrollable tears. The more I tried to console myself, the more I saw reason to spill those hot torments running down my cheeks. My mate betrayed me. He hurt me so much. I had never cried when my family mistreated me. But it hurt like a dagger in my chest that he also did the same to me. If he had rejected me instantly, it would have been better. But having me wait for him for two years, claiming the pack members would know about it when I would be crowned, and then dumping me like a piece of trash was the worst pain ever. Maybe...just maybe, if he had told me from the onset, I would have moved on and wouldn't even have shown up in that hall. If he didn't look at me with those affectionate eyes that signified that I was his, I wouldn't have high hopes. He was brutal, but his gaze always softened when he caught up with me. How then did everything change? I shook my head again, crouching my legs to my chest. "Better to keep being a servant here than being his mistress. Isobel will see every reason to make me hate myself the most, and I would curse myself for being wolfless that another female stole my position. I won't be his mistress!!" I broke into tears again. For the goddess knew how long I stayed indoors, unsure how long the ceremony took before it ended, and when my parents returned to the house. But I was leaning on the wall, heaving in bitterness when the door of the room was kicked open, causing my heart to skip a beat. I hastened to my feet the moment my father came into the view, his expression darkened, and his palms tightened into a fist. "What are you still doing here? Didn't you hear the alpha king mention you as his mistress?" At that moment, my mother came in too, glanced at my father, then at me, "The maids are here to take you to the palace. You have to... "I can't!" I cut her short, squeezing the fabric I was still wearing. I hadn't realised how heavy the dress was until now, and I longed to take it off already. "I will...I will continue staying here as a servant. Alpha can choose another worthy female to be his mistress." "And what makes you think that you have the right to choose what you will be? Didn't he see other females before choosing you?" my father retorted, his eyes glinting like a furnace. "You should be glad that he at least regarded the matebond and made you his mistress. No one, not even the moon goddess, would want you to be the luna of this pack, so get yourself together and leave this place." My mother nodded in agreement, while I grimaced, holding myself from enraging in anger. "Get ready to leave!" she said and turned to leave. I couldn't stand the pain; their words pierced my chest like an arrow. "I refuse! There's no way I'm going to be his mistress when I'm his mate and should be his luna. Aren't you two ashamed and tired of all these? How long will Isobel steal what belongs to me?" I lashed out, my face burned like I was placed in an oven. They turned around, wearing a twisted expression in shock at hearing me blurt out for the first time. "You should have stopped him from choosing my sister as Luna because that position was mine. How do you expect me to share a man who is mine with my sister? Would Isobel do the same for me?" My voice rose at each word, and I didn't try to fight back my anger this time. I wanted to unleash the venom that had grown in me all these years. I needed them to feel pained by my words just like I had always endured them. Having them as my parents was a nightmare to begin with. For twenty years, the pack had just known that I was their real daughter, and they had no atom of remorse in them. I looked my father dead in the eyes and slowly brushed away the tears on his cheek. With my shoulder held high, I said to their hearing, "This time, I won't be the obedient child that you all want. I won't be the alpha's mistress when he solely belongs to me. If he regarded me as his mate, he had no reason to claim another woman when I should be enough." My father scoffed. He glanced at my mother and shook his head, but his expression revealed that he was fed up with my sluggish words. "Is that so? You aren't going to be a mistress to your mate?" I nodded firmly, "I'll continue being a servant here." "Do you know what it means to go against the alpha's order? Staying behind will shake this family and my position as well," my father stated and then folded his arms across his chest. After staring at me for some time, he added, "Since you refuse such a beautiful offer from your mate despite your condition, then marrying you off to the prime minister as his seventh wife would be better. You want to be the wife, right? Let's do this...." Then he smirked, but didn't let me say a thing and dashed out of the room. My mother's glare was so cold that I couldn't find myself speaking, but I only flinched at the loud sound of the door slamming behind them. The prime minister? So my father would hand over his daughter to a man older than him, a man old enough to be my great-grandfather? A man whose first to fourth wives were dead, and rumors have it that he was behind their deaths and had nothing to do with women. I looked down at my body and quickly began undressing. My father always stood on his word, so I presumed that before the next sunrise, the prime minister would be here to take me away. There was not much time left for me, but one thing was sure. I wasn't being my mate's mistress, nor was I going to be a seventh wife. Since I was not regarded and my family's reputation was the most important, I had to fight for myself for the first time. One thing I wouldn't forget was the betrayal of the man I hoped for as my mate, the shame he caused me before the crowd today, when there were so many days to tell me his intentions. He caused all these because if he didn't reject me as his luna, I wouldn't be sitting right here in this dark room. He was the first person to ever smile at me and gaze at me affectionately, and at the same time, shattered my heart and all the hope I had in him. I would survive this, and I wouldn't please any of them any longer. I was a beta and would live my life as one, with or without a wolf. While the words roamed in my mind, I put on the tattered trousers I had always worn at home and tied my hair into a knot. I had just a few hours to end all these, or I would count myself as dead.