THREE | THE REJECTION ERROR

CHAPTER THREE |THE REJECTION ERROR

ALENA

I knew he was a high-ranking werewolf the moment our eyes connected back in the dungeon. The vibes emitting from him and his wolf screams power and authority, but never in my entire existence did I think that I would be mated to an Alpha, not less Alpha Nathan.

Those eyes...I now remember those pair of sparkling green eyes, the same eyes that hunt my dream, the same eyes I hate, the eyes of my mate. The eyes of the person that is the cause of all my misery. I don't understand what crime I could have committed to make the moon goddess so cruel as to mate me with the same man that killed my family. What could I have possibly done to attract all this misfortune to myself? First, I get attacked by werewolf hunters, then I get kidnapped, tortured, and stabbed and now I find out that my mate is a monster.

Apart from my personal issues with him, I've heard so many horrible things about the merciless and heartless Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack. I have a feeling that all those rumors are true considering the fact that he stabbed me, his own mate.

I jerk up off the chair and land on the floor trying to get away from the monster. He can't be, he isn't my mate, I chant in my head like a pledge. What kind of sick games is the moon goddess trying to play? Is my life a sort of entertainment to her?

My breath hitches and I gulp the air back down as I nod with widened eyes. I feel my body start trembling in fear as my mind flashes back to the day my world came crashing down. The same day the Bloodmoon pack matched and stomped on the Crest City pack. I immediately feel fear like never before gripping me. I remember that day like it was yesterday, they killed everyone, including the pups and pregnant women. It was like a competition, the warriors killing people like they were being rewarded for it. How I was able to escape was beyond me. It was as if they intentionally let me go.

I feel my eyes watering and my body trembling as I recalled the day my world came to an end, and my mate was the one behind it all.

Throughout my mini panic, Alpha Nathan kept staring at me impassively, like he isn't the cause of everything.

I search his eyes, trying to see any sign of remorse or guilt, but find nothing. The same blank look he seems to always be carrying is what greets me back.

I take a moment to compose myself and find my resolve before turning to him and looking at him dead in the eyes. I decide to do what I think is best for us. With feigned confidence, I look into his eyes and say the words we both knew was coming.

“I, Alena king, reject you, Alpha Nathan as my mate, and reject the position of the Luna of the Bloodmoon pack."

I see him tense at my words, and his eyes change colour. His wolf wants to take over. I watch him silently for a while, he seems to have an internal argument with his wolf.

He seems to win the argument as a satisfied smirk crosses his handsome face, while he smirks evilly.

He stands up from the armchair and moves closer to me. He crouches down on the floor where I have been sitting since the identity reveal.

He reaches out to touch me, but I flinch and cover my face with my hands, thinking he is about to hit me.

Some seconds pass and I don't feel the pain, so I lift my head up and come face to face with my worse nightmare. He caresses my face and tingles runs through my body. It feels so good that I almost let out a moan, but restrain myself.

No one ever told me that the mate bond is so strong, strong enough to make me want to jump the bones of the man I hate and am extremely terrified of.

Just when I think he is about to reject me, he says the words that make me detest him even more.

“No. I, Alpha Nathan refuse your rejection." he replied firmly while daring me to oppose with his eyes.

A dam of tears breaks in my eyes and I choke on my sobs. I expected him to accept my rejection since it seems he doesn't want to be my mate. Usually, when a mate rejects his or her mate, the mating bond still remains until the other mate accepts the rejection.

“Why? Why won't you accept my rejection? Does it have to do with your pride? Do you think that a lowlife rogue can't reject an Alpha? If that's the case, then reject me, and I'll gladly accept your rejection."

I stare up at him for a moment, searching his eyes as though they somehow possess the answers to all my questions. His eyes are darkened as his wolf try's to come to the surface. Anger seems to be rolling off him in waves as he pulls me up from the floor and carries me like I weigh nothing. He drops me roughly onto the bed and hovers over me while using his hands to stop his muscular body from crushing me to death.

“I won't reject you, at least not yet." He says while staring at me like I'm his prey.

Not yet? He's still going to reject me. He'll probably reject me when he uses me for whatever reason he is still keeping me here, probably to torture me.

When he's finally satisfied with torturing me, he'll finally kill me. My heart start beating rapidly at these thoughts, and I am sure he can hear it.

“You will stay here and do whatever I ask you to do while being a perfect little toy for me." He says while pinning my hands to the bed.

I start shaking in fright when he leans into my face as if going to kiss me. His mere inches away from my face when he sees my expression which makes him chuckle. He kisses my forehead gently and the next thing my foggy brain hears is the closing of the bedroom door.