Announcing his mate ( Her rejection)

CHAPTER FIVE

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( AUTHOR'S POV )

The members of the Silver moon pack were all gathered in the large space in front of Alpha Landon's mansion, which was usually used for gatherings.

Hushed whispers was heard every now and then as they wondered what their usually cold Alpha had gathered them for.

Everywhere became silent when Alpha Landon walked out of his mansion.

"Greetings to the Alpha." They all bowed and echoed simultaneously.

He grunted in response, and scanned his eyes in each and everyone of them.

They let out surprised gasps when a lady walked out of the mansion, and stood beside him.

Nervousness was printed all over her face, but that wasn't made them gasp.

It was the fact that she was standing beside their Alpha!

Wasn't she being daring?

They waited with bated breaths to see what he would do, and were shocked when he smiled at he.

When was the last time they had seen Alpha Landon's smile?

And yet he was smiling at a random girl.

"Listen up everyone... I invited all of you here today to announce something important. There would be a party later on which would be held in honor of a special someone; my mate." His voice reverberated around the pack's territory.

The werewolves looked at themselves in awe. The Alpha's mate?

That was awesome!

But then what happened next stunned all of them, the Alpha inclusive.

His supposed mate yelled at him,

"Are you out of your fucking mind?! I'm not, and will never be your mate." And with that, she stomped off towards the mansion leaving a surprised Landon and the other werewolves.

"Alpha Landon, permit me to speak," As he made to go after her, a Beta of the pack stopped him.

"Yes, Roland, what is it?" Alpha Landon growled at him impatiently.

"I know it might sound rude, but-"

"Hush" He commanded

As a beta, and member of the pack, he couldn't disobey the command of the Alpha.

He stood in place.

Alpha Landon rushed into the mansion without as much as a second glance at them.

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( JULIANA'S POV )

I bolted the door, immediately I walked into my room.

What the heck?

I was his mate?!

Ridiculous!

My hands were shaking as I dragged my across the room towards my bed.

If I was his mate, then why didn't he speak? Why the heck did he tell me that he wanted to announce my existence to his pack members?!

Only I could tell how I had felt in front of his pack members, when he had pronounced me as his mate.

I had desperately wished for the ground to open, and swallow me..

'Bang, bang!!'

Someone pounded at my door from the outside.

"Juliana!! Please open the door, I'm sorry." He yelled from the other side of the door.

I laid down on the bed, and used the pillow to cover my head, in a bid to block off the sounds.

"I wanted to surprise you, I'm sorry!" His voice flowed clearly into my ears, as if I didn't close my ears, at all.

I made no move at all, and remained in my position.

He could continue knocking for all I cared, I wasn't going to open the door at all.

I waited for a while, and when the sounds died down, I threw the pillow away, and sat up.

I yelled loudly when I saw him seated beside me looking at me with unblinking eyes.

"You... What are you doing here? How did you get in?!" I screamed in fright.

"The window." He shrugged.

I said nothing more, and watched calmly.

"You see, Juliana, I'm sorry for what I did. I knew it wasn't the right approach to it, I'm sorry." He pleaded in a soft tone.

His voice melted my heart, but I scoffed loudly.

He wasn't going to crack me so easily.

"For how long did you know that I was your mate?" I asked coldly.

He flinched at my question, and inhaled sharply.

"For few days now." He replied calmly.

"Okay... But I'm sorry, I can't be your mate." With that I got up from the bed, and headed towards the door.

But his reflexes was faster than mine. Before I could even get to the door, he appeared right in front of me, and grabbed my shoulders.

"You can't do this to me, Juliana!" His grip on my shoulders hurt and I winced in pain.

The spot where his hands were, was the same spot where my stepmom struck me each time she was angry.

He noticed my discomfort, and let go of my shoulders.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" He asked with a concern filled face.

"Get away you jerk!" I yelled furiously, and turned tthe door knob.

I needed to get away from this bastard!

However, he grabbed my waist and pulled me back.

My body landed in his warm embrace, and I screamed out loudly.

It wasn't because he grabbed me, but because of the pain that was wracking my whole being.

The pain was so intense that tears spilled down my cheeks.

Oblivious of the reason behind my shout, he turned me around obviously to berate me.

"Why do you keep shout- What the fuck!!" He was stunned at the tears flowing down my cheeks.

His hands inched towards my waist, but I darted back in fear.

"Are you hurt?" His voice had mellowed down, but I wasn't in the mood to appreciate it, one bit.

"I'm not hurt thank you." I made to go out again, when without warning, my ripped the dress apart, from the shoulders.

I yelped and turned to glare at him, but my eyes met with his shocked ones.

My eyes widened,

'Oh no. He has seen my bruises.' I dipped my gaze nervously.

"Who....did...this...to... you." Cold sweat drenched my back when I heard the sound of his chilly voice.