REJECTED BY THE ALPHA, CHOSEN BY THE MOON

THIRD PERSON POV The alpha was in the bed with Yvette, pleasuring her and himself, at the same time causing unimaginable pain to Elara. He smirked because he knew she would be suffering and he loved the thrill of it, he could feel her pain through the bond. Suddenly, amidst Yvette's moans and his thrusts into her, the bond suddenly dimmed, he found it hard to reach.  He stopped his thrusts. "My lord, what's wrong? Don't stop now" Yvette moaned. The alpha took a few steps back, Yvette watching him with hawk eyes.  "What could be wrong now?" She thought to herself. "What did she do? Why can't I feel the bond anymore?" He thought to himself as his rage kept on building. He couldn't hold it in anymore. "Go" he said to Yvette, she scrambled for her clothes and hurried out of the room, fuming, making a silent promise to make Elara pay for this. After Yvette left, the Alpha stood stunned for a few minutes, desperately trying to reach for the bond, to find the burning heat of the bond. He couldn't. He hurriedly threw on his clothes and stormed out of the room in anger. ....... ELARA'S POV I was still enjoying the bliss of the most beautiful dream I had ever had when the noise of the iron doors jolted me awake. "What's going on?" I said to myself, trying to sit up a bit.  The much needed rest had allowed my wounds to heal for some hours so I could move freely to an extent. It turns out I slept the whole day. I heard footsteps getting closer and I suddenly got the feeling of impending doom, being uprooted from my beautiful dream. "What did you do?" The Alpha said. I looked up and there he was, at the door to my cell, growling at me. Anger twisted into his features. "I repeat, what did you do?" He said even louder this time. I remained speechless, my lips opening and closing but no words coming out, I didn't know what to say, why was the Alpha here? I didn't do anything, did I? The Alpha looked disheveled. His clothes were thrown haphazardly on his body and they were wrinkled, his hair in odd directions, his face, an angry mask. I shivered, because I didn't know what to say, I didn't do anything. I had been sleeping all day. "You tampered with the bond, didn't you?" He asked in a loud voice. My breath hitched in my throat, how did he know? How? "Answer me" he said, taking a step towards me. "What did you do to the bond?" "Nothing" I whispered "I did nothing to it" I added. "Liar" he said, and then after, he seemed to give it a thought and then added "you're a witch, aren't you?" His fingers pointed at me in accusation. My eyes shone wildly, I couldn't even let out a word. He continued. "Only witches have been known to be able to access a bond aside from the mated parties" the tone of his voice steadily rising. I just sat there, wondering where he had this absurd thought from, free creeping in, the wounds on my back a clear reminder of what would happen to me soon. He was standing in front of me now. "Witch" he said "you're a witch sent to curse me and end this pack, you will not survive this" he said. "No, I'm not, I'm not a witch" I cried out. Calling me a witch was absurd, I had never known a witch, not to talk of being one. Witchcraft was prohibited in this pack and in many packs across the world, and the kind of magic capable of accessing a made bond would be dark magic, which was equal to death if caught practicing it. My life flashed before my eyes at the realization as he continued fuming at me, I needed to plead for my life. "Please, alpha. I am not a witch. I didn't do anything" I feared for my life, I don't know how or why, but something urged me to keep it a secret, I just couldn't tell anyone I was able to touch the bond and feel it, even though I didn't understand it yet. The Alpha looked at me, as if contemplating what to do, I just sat there sobbing and pleading for my life because there was nothing else I could do. The next minute, he turned on his heel and walked away.  I breathed a sigh of relief, maybe I was safe, for now. My heart pound wildly in my chest, I had such an irrational fear of this man, from the moment we met, I never felt the love they said accompanied a male bond, only fear and a sense of foreboding. My life was in his hands now, he could kill me if he wanted to. He wanted to, he just wanted to make me suffer. The sound of the cell doors opening again caught my attention, this time there were multiple voices and footsteps, the guards stopped at my cell. "Bring her out" one of the guards said to the other. He opened the cell door and jacked me up from the bed and dragged me out. He was a bit gentler than before, probably because of my injuries. I was trying to guess where they were taking me to. As we walked out of the cell and up the stairs leading to the main pack house, the feeling of dread washed over me again. I was being taken to the meeting hall. I had no doubt the Alpha had ordered for me. I was scared and my legs were trembling so much, the guards had to hold me up. The more I got closer to the meeting hall, the more my anxiety grew, I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. We got to the meeting hall, I stood before the two massive doors, the doors slowly opened with a groan and I was lead inside by the guards under the gaze of almost every wolf in the pack, I could feel their hostility on my skin. I landed on the ground with a thud when the guards let go of me. Pain resonating all over my whole body. I bent my head down, too scared to look up. I didn't want to experience whatever was next. I knew I was only avoiding the inevitable, whether I looked up or not didn't matter, so I did. I raised my head and seated in front of me was the Alpha, and his three elders, each one's gaze fixed strongly on me.