Three

Since I clocked 10, I've been thinking about who my fated mate would be.

I've been thinking about how the moment I find him would be.

I've been thinking about how he'd completely sweep me off my feet, how our love story would be like one written in the stars, and how I'd be over the moon.

How everything would be perfect.

How our love story would be perfect.

How it'd be a story that was written in the stars and had been ordained by the moon goddess.

But everything I have always envisaged just went down the drain. It just shattered completely with no form of remedy.

Because now, my mate had turned out to be the last person I ever thought it would be.

Stormy Grey Eyes.

The one person I could not bring myself to tolerate.

To every other person, he was Alpha Tyler, Prince of the Moon Shine Pack, son to the most feared alpha in SilverCrest, and he's on his way to inheriting the position of the general commander of SilverCrest.

But to me, he was just stormy grey eyes, a handsome devil who sleeps around and finds it fun to break girls' hearts like one would break used toys and to pick on people that are below him and treat them as if they're trash.

And someone like that turned out to be my mate.

"Aaaaaaarghhhh," I screamed into my pillow with sheer frustration and pent-up anger and I felt another round of tears well up in my eyes.

I didn't deserve this at all.

"Stop beating yourself up, Chloe," Amelia tried to cheer me up, "I know you've had high expectations of who your mate will turn out to be since you were young and I know that you're disappointed that it's Tyler of all people.-

But then, I think it's better than being saddled with a mate that you won't like since Tyler is definitely going to reject you and you'll soon be fated to another wolf."

I knew Tyler was going to reject me. It was as clear as crystal and I knew I'd get another mate sooner or later but all my childhood expectations just went down the drain.

I never thought I'd end up getting tangled with something like this.

How could stormy grey eyes of all people be my fated mate?

"Cheer up, Chloe, you'll meet your prince charming soon and he'll completely sweep you off your feet."

Figures. But he wasn't going to be my fated mate.

"Have you..." I trailed off to gather my wits, "Have you seen him since the run?"

"Who?" She asked me, her eyes narrowing in that typical Amelia way, "Tyler? No, I've not. He went home immediately after the run and he's still not back."

"Ohh," I muttered underneath my breath, Maybe he went home to tell his parents what an epic failure his fated mate turned out to be. I mean, who'd even want a weak omega to be the future luna of their pack.

How could I even have been possibly fated to become a future Luna? What kind of odds was at play here?

"So so so," Amelia tapped me as she jumped excitedly on my bed, "Distract yourself with other thoughts please, you can think of Axel." She told me with my lips stretching into a smile but my lips refused to stretch into a smile of my own, I just plastered a faux smile on my face.

Never in my life would I have thought that I'd end up getting rejected but come tomorrow or the next time I set my eyes on stormy Grey eyes, I was going to get rejected.

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TYLER

I tried to calm my racing heart as I stood in front of my dad, Alpha Troy. He was a huge man and just his sight was enough to make me shake in fear. He had made it known to me ever since I was barely a child, that the kind of huge responsibilities of that was on my shoulders as the future King of SilverCrest. He had groomed me in the most fatal way possible, made me fight against the strongest of wolves at a very young age, made me watch a lot of despicable things, and made me do a lot of despicable things because I had to be strong.

Because I had to be deserving of the title, Prince and future King of SilverCrest.

He cleared his throat loudly as he rose from behind his desk and I visibly shuddered with my lungs suddenly becoming devoid of air and my mouth growing dry as he started to walk towards me.

"So, I take it that you met your mate during the run yesterday?" His deep voice reverberated through the entire room and my heart rate shot up as he came to a standstill in front of me.

"Yes, she's an omega and I'm going to reject her once I get back to school tomorrow."

"You'll do no such thing," He stated, staring me right in the eyes and confusing me.

"Sir?" I croaked out, expecting him to repeat himself because I was sure I didn't hear him correctly the first time.

"You're not dumb, son, I'm sure you heard me loud and clear the first time," His voice thundered, making my heart beat even faster, "That's your fated mate and you can't reject her."

"But she's an omega, a weak omega who's not fit enough to be the future luna of any park," I cringed as the image of her wolf sufficed in my mind. She was so small, so scrawny looking and the minute I realized she was to be my fate, I nearly puked my guts out.

Until she turned and I got a glimpse of her sinful body, a body that almost made me rock hard from just staring at it. Then I looked at her face and I saw that it was someone I never thought it'd be. That omega girl that I've always derived pleasure in mocking.

"The moon goddess makes no mistakes, son, if she's your fated mate, then so shall it be."

There was a finality in his tone that I dared not question. Father doesn't suggest or tell you what to do, he orders you on what to do and that's what he was doing right now.

He was telling me that I wasn't going to reject that omega as my mate and that was final. I wouldn't dare to go against his orders.

I tried to think of think of anything to say, any tangible reason to give him, any tangible that'll make him give me the go-ahead to reject her as my mate.

"But she'll reject me, we have... Our relationship is not..." I thought of everything I've done for her since she joined our school. I've her more than enough reasons to hate my guts and the way she looked at me when she realized that I was her mate, I was sure as hell that she'd never want to have me as a mate.

If I didn't reject her, she'd reject me.

Father scoffed and he looked at me scornfully as if I was an excuse of a child, "You're an alpha and the future King of SilverCrest and you're telling me that a bloody omega from a flirty family will reject you as her mate?"

"Yes, we've not had the best of..." I trailed off at the sudden impact of a force against my cheek and my head jerked to a side.

Father had slapped me.

"Don't irritate me, son, if she has plans of rejecting you, then you have to make sure she doesn't get to reject you. Wouldn't it even bruise your ego as an alpha and the future king of SilverCrest? If she wants to reject you, then you have to stop her at all cost, am I understood?"

"Yes Sir."

"Now get out of my face," He thundered, his wolf simmering in his eyes and I scurried away immediately. My heart didn't stop pounding until I was in my room.

That was what my father's presence always do to me.

And it was only later that evening that a thought popped into my mind.

How did father know that she was from a wretched family?

And more importantly, why was he hell-bent on me not rejecting her as my fate?

Almost as if he already knew who she was.