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Revenge on The Alpha Who Rejected Me

After being cruelly cast aside by her fated mate, the powerful Alpha who broke her heart, a young werewolf woman is forced into exile. Years later, she returns with a hidden strength and a cold determination to make him regret his betrayal. As she navigates a dangerous world of pack politics and ancient rivalries, her quest for justice ignites a fierce conflict. She must decide if her thirst for vengeance outweighs the chance for a new destiny.
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Chapter 2

VIOLET

There was no single remorse on his face as he said those words. I wondered how someone could reject you without even looking like he cared at all.

My mouth remained open as no words would come out. This couldn’t possibly be happening. Why was he doing this to me?

It felt like my heart was being shattered into thousands of pieces and there was nothing I could do about it.

“W-What?” The words left my mouth in a stutter.

“You heard me. I don’t want you as my mate. The sooner you get that into your head, the better.” He looked at me with disgust, written all over his face.

If looks could kill, I’d probably underneath the earth. I wondered why he was looking at me with such hatred in his eyes.

Like I was some vermin that had crawled from hell. I felt like collapsing into a puddle. This couldn’t be happening.

“You heard what he said.” A voice said from the crowd.

I watched as the slut of the pack, Sienna, gingerly walked up to meet us. Tristan’s eyes were set on her, watching her every move as she stopped before him. I watched as she snaked her arms around him.

Her long black hair fell to the small of her back. Her lashes seemed to flutter the more she stared at Tristan.

She was looking at him with hearts in her eyes. I felt like throwing up. It was all so disgusting.

He wrapped his hands around her face. I couldn’t help but watch in remorse as she crashed her lips against his.

He let out a hum as he fervently kissed her back, both of them oblivious to the stares of the crowd around there.

With each second I stood and watched them, it was another second that my heart seemed to shatter into pieces even more and more.

They didn’t care that I was standing right there before them or that my whole world was crumbling right before my very eyes.

They finally stopped after what seemed like forever. Tristan turned to regard me, his face twisting in disgust.

“I could never accept the reject as my mate.”

He pulled away from Sienna and turned back to me, disgust creeping back on his face. I could tell whatever he was going to say again would shatter me completely.

My heart thrummed violently against my chest. I didn’t think I could take another onslaught of it. Unfortunately, he didn’t look like he cared much.

“I don’t like you. I have never liked you. I will never like you. As a matter of fact, we don’t need a retch like you in this pack.” He closed the distance between us.

He was so close; I swore I could feel his breath on me. The whole place erupted into murmurs of agreement. I looked around, wondering if there was anybody, anyone at all that would come to my aid.

What I saw was something I expected…it didn’t make it hurt any less though. They were all looking at me with disgust written all over their faces.

They didn’t care one bit. I bit my lip, my body trembling with both heartbreak and anger.

All this while, I had suffered through nothing but pain. Yet, they had decided to pay me back this way.

After everything I had endured from them. Tristan had noticed my trembling and was staring at me.

“I won’t take it.” My voice was low, I barely even heard myself.

“What?” Tristan asked.

“I said I won’t take this.” I whipped my head up to glare at him. “You think you can just do this to me? After everything I’ve been through?”

I pointed at every single one of them present, the rage welling up in me the more I looked at their pathetic faces.

I refused to accept their mistreatment any longer. They thought it was okay to treat me however they liked. Like hell, I’d accept that.

“You call yourself an Alpha. Yet you remained silent and watched them all treat me this way. You let them do this to me. You let them bully and punish me. You let them treat me like a maid and all for what, huh? Because my parents aren’t here anymore? Is that it?”

My rage would not be caged or controlled anymore. Something in me wanted to stop and just cower into a corner but I was done doing that.

I would not remain silent in the face of this injustice any longer. I turned back to Tristan, my eyes burning with hate and anger

“You might call yourself an Alpha but you’re nothing but a fucking coward.”

For a split moment, I was happy that I had let out all the things I wanted to say. Immediately, I started to wish I hadn’t said that.

The hard look on his face let me know that I had definitely stepped on the wolf’s tail.

Before I even had any time to react, my face whipped to the side and I collapsed on the ground. Tristan had just slapped me. I looked up to see him glaring down at me like I was some ant beneath his shoe.

“You really had fun running your mouth like the bitch you are, huh?”

He spat on me before proceeding to kick me in the stomach. I let out a pained yelp, my eyes fluttering close as the pain seemed too much to bear.

“Morris! Jay! Grab her.” Tristan ordered.

Just as I opened my eyes, two male pack members grabbed me and hefted me up to my feet. I was now staring Tristan straight in the eye.

“Since you’ve proven that you’re not worthy of all the kindness we’ve shown you in this pack, I thought of doing you a favor.”

My eyes widened as my heart rate sped up. I had a feeling I already knew what was coming.

“From this day onward, you are no longer a member of West Creak Pack.”

It was then, I felt my world crashing down. I didn’t bother fighting the darkness that consumed me.

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