Rejected Luna: Mated to the king of Alphas
The powerful white wolf promised to return but no one could predict how subtle and humble her return would be. They expect a great appearance and ignore a quiet and unpredictable arrival and it's a legendary fact that whoever mates with her, becomes the most powerful Lycan to ever exist. Many Alphas and Lycans await the return of the Legendary white wolf and when Alpha Kasper of the Cliffwood pack discovered that his destined mate from the moon goddess for him was the wolfless Omega Amelia, daughter of the Pack's Beta, he tortured her and rejected her. And just when he thought she wouldn't survive his rejection, a twist followed, he realised that his rejected mate was the long awaited White wolf, his world came crashing and a curse was left behind....
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Chapter 6
He gnawed, there was a loud noise of bones cracking and he glared at the shivering worthless Omega before him "How dare you bring your cursed face to my ceremony? How dare you spread your curse as far as inflicting a wrong feeling in the atmosphere?
I am Alpha Kasper, the bravest of the warriors in the cliffwood pack and the moon goddess has to curse me on a day like this by making you my mate? What bad omen did your presence bring along to my coronation?" He thundered.
Amelia was shivering like a spineless wolf that she is. This is not her fault at all. She wasn't expecting to have a mate in this life.
All she wants is a shelter over her head and food to eat. She would be asking for too much to conceive the thought of having a mate and having the Alpha in the first place.
Why has the moon goddess cursed her and allowed it to spread all over her this way? No one loves her, but at least she was left alive, thanks to Nana.
What will befall her now? What is her fate?
"I won't let your curse spread over the entire pack by making a useless thing like you my mate and the future Luna of this pack. I will reject you and banish you from this pack forever" Alpha Kasper declared.
If that day wasn't his special day and coronation, he would have dug his claws into her and plunged out her intestine and fed it to the birds. Does the moon goddess hate him and his pack this much?
When Nana heard the Alpha's words, she knew it was over for Amelia. She was the reason why she came to the gathering. She was the one that made it compulsory for her. She cannot watch that happen
What will she do now? The Alpha cannot marry her.
"I Alpha..."the Alpha was saying when Nana went on her knees. Her old bones hurt her, kneeling before a boy enough to be her grandson. But for Amelia, she would do anything.
"I ask that the Alpha listen to this old healer. I request for a favour, this is the last favour I want until my death. I am childless and I have no mates anymore. Amelia is all I have now.
She's weak and wolfless. She has no ability to withstand your rejection. She would die and I would return to become that childless she-wolf I used to be.
If you banish her, she'll become a rogue and cannot fight for survival, she would still die. In both ways, I'll lose my child. I'd rather you please abandon her..." Nana pleaded.
"Do you listen to yourself when you speak huh Nana? You're an old woman but you violated the rule that cursed wolves should not come anywhere close to public gatherings of other wolves.
This girl was cursed from birth. She was going to be a plague to the entire pack now because of your unguided emotions to keep her. Now, you don't want the Alpha to reject her so that the whole pack will be plagued and our enemies would raid us all away and destroy our pack.
It is best that she dies. That is the only way we can cleanse the entire pack from her curse. The Alpha cannot mate such a curse and call it his mate neither can this worthless Omega be the Luna of this pack" Beta Night growled.
Amelia's tears flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks. If it were someone else who said those words, she wouldn't be this hurt, it's alright for them to think mad and say such words. But she was told that the man, Beta, was her father.
She was told otherwise, she would never connect the reality that she was an offspring of that man. He prefers that she dies. He'd always wanted her to die and at every opportunity, he sought her death.
"You won't tell me what to do, Nana. You should be grateful that I didn't have you thrown into the dungeon for bringing this curse here, for my coronation" Alpha Kasper declared.
Suddenly his mother walked over. She glanced at the woman before her. How insulting that her son should be mated to this wolfless omega. Her royal family has been reduced to nothing by the moon goddess.
"It would be cruel for the Alpha Kasper to let anyone die on a day like this. I'd suggest that she should be thrown in the dungeon and be forgotten there. On a day that he chooses, he would reject her and let her miserable curse die with her" she suggested.
How can her son dirt his hands with the blood if a worthless wolf. He should soak his hands with the blood of his enemies, worthy warriors like himself.
Chelsea was secretly unhappy. She sneered. It's better that she dies. If she was spared, she might rise one day to compete with her for Kasper and she cannot take it, she might have to be the one to eventually end her.
"Guards, throw this filth in the dungeon and have her feet stuck in the stocks" Kasper ordered. His mood was soiled. How can it be, that such misery should befall him on the day of his coronation?
The guards immediately stepped forward and dragged Amelia away. She stretched her hand, calling out to Nana "Nana, save me...they're taking me away Nana..." Amelia was sobbing.
Nana fell at the Alpha's feet "I beg that you spare Amelia. I promise to take her away, we'll leave this pack forever. All I ask is that you should let her go and hand her over to me..." She pleaded.
"I see that you have decided to leave your responsibility as the Pack's healer and go with this curse of a girl? Shame on you, Nana, shame on you" The former Alpha Stone reprimanded.
She is the special healer to the pack house and everyone relies on her. She'd got a few apprentices as well. And she was going to leave her duty and become a rogue because of that thing?
"I am the Alpha of his pack. I hereby forbid anyone from coming anywhere close to Amelia Night" Kasper declared. There was an uproar of applause. Finally the decision has been taken against that woman.
Amelia was dragged, her weak body taken to a dungeon far away from the pack house. It was surrounded by tall trees and dug under the earth. It appears only the highest level of offenders were brought there.
She was thrown on the floor and her feet were chained. Just before the guard shut the iron gate, he turned and said "you weren't supposed to be alive. But you are useless and death kept denying it's right over your good for nothing existence, it's good that you are thrown to the wild dogs for dinner"
He glared at her with a killing intent and spat on her. Because she's in the dungeon now, he has to be around, to ensure he keeps a watch over her. What's the use for her existence? She's not good for anyone and she's also not useful for herself.
He wished he could kill her himself.
When Amelia heard the guard's words, she glanced at him with reddened eyes. Even the guards detest her so much. He also wants her to die. Many people want her dead but she's alive, she's not dead, now she knows it's really going to take a lifetime for their desire to come through.
Since she stayed alive until now, it only means that the moon goddess wants her alive and not dead as everyone wants. She will become stronger henceforth. If she survives the dungeon, she will come out stronger and determined.
Amelia closed her eyes and didn't realise that she had dozed off...
***Amelia opened her eyes with a sharp grasp, her arms clutched her cheap dresses as if she'd just escaped from the wild dogs indeed. Her chest heaved up and down, pounding wildly against her rib cage.
She heard a voice in her heart, still echoing loudly in her mind "I shall return..." Was it a dream? Is this what dreams look like? It's so real and she glanced around, oh, she's in the dungeon.
"Oh...so this is how dreams are, so real" Anyways, it's a dream and she'd experienced it. She hugged herself but something was off, the air around her felt...wrong.
It's too cold, too alive and she seemed to feel something off about her. She waved the thought and feelings off. All she wants is to get freed from the dungeon and be with Nana again.
She closed her again and quickly shut them open when she heard footsteps approaching. Her breath stilled, has her date been decided? She tried to stand up, her survival instincts taking a hold of her but her feet were in chains, she fell back.
She must survive, no matter what happens, she must survive this phase of her life and come out alive and strong.
"I have returned..." She heard the thought and she stood still. Was it from her? She glanced around and didn't see anyone except the guard who came into view and glared at her before walking away again.
What is happening?
Why is everything becoming strange to her and around her? A hush of fear clouded her heart when she heard it again. She listened and heard her thoughts "Amelia, we are going to be fine. Stay strong, I'm here with you" she went still. She glanced around and wanted to ask who was speaking when she answered her thoughts again.
"You can call me Ann, I'm your wolf" Amelia's hand stiffened and tears instantly dropped. She's got a wolf! She'd never felt it before. How ...when..had she always been with her all these years?
"Yes, I've always been here. But I'll be active now" Ann answered her thoughts. Now, the mind link was a perfect way for their communication. She can mind link with her wolf form.
A sigh of relief flushed over Amelia. She found her mate, though he hates her and she's undeserving of him, at least she found him and he found her too.
But more than that, she found her wolf too. Looks like her eighteenth birthday was exceptionally beautiful from the moon goddess. She thought she was doomed, but now, she knows that the moon goddess had not totally left her miserable.
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