Chapter one

Chapter One

“I, Alpha of the Silverclan Pack, hereby,reject you as my mate.”

Alpha Jordan announced loudly and I knelt in front of the whole pack grabbing him by the leg in silent pleading.

I had just been named his mate, and without delay, he outright rejected me.

For the first time since the Silverclan Pack was formed, an alpha rejected his mate.

I knelt down there, unable to move, feeling utterly humiliated. I could hear the vile laughs and Snickers from the female members of our pack who were jealous  of my supposed good fortune and I was sure nothing made them happier than witnessing my humiliation.

“No, Alpha, you can’t reject your mate or the moon goddess will be pissed with you.” Elder Marion, the elder in charge of the mating ceremony counselled but Alpha Jordan payed no heed.

“And when she gets pissed with me, what is the worst that could happen? She would curse me? I prefer to be cursed all my life because marrying her would be worse than any curse in this world,” he said amidst gasps.

I covered my head, hoping the ground would swallow me as tears streamed down my face. I would forever be seen as the girl who got rejected by her mate.

I looked up to see the pack slowly dispersing, and my elder sister walked up to me and helped me up.

“Cheer up. You are not the first person to be rejected by an alpha,” she consoled.

“But I am,” I replied as she helped me back to our house, very near the pack’s house.

She helped me to a seat and gave me my favorite milkshake to help me feel better.

“Don’t worry. Once Dad and Mom come back from the hunt, I’m sure they will convince his parents to make him change his mind.”

“Change his mind? I don’t even want to marry him. I don’t want to marry someone that does not want me, and I certainly don’t want to marry a jerk like him,” I said, still feeling sad and humiliated.

“Well, make sure to tell our parents. I’m sure they will try to force you,” she said.

I cocked up at her in surprise. Normally, she would advise me to rebel when she felt our parents would try to force me to do anything she felt they would like.

Now she was asking me to stand up to them just as we were coming inside. The door opened and our mother stepped in, looking really disturbed.

“I heard what happened,” she said, hugging me tightly.

“It’s probably for the best. If he accepted me, I would have lived the rest of my life in misery,” I said.

“For the best? You must be out of your mind. Your father is with Jordan’s father now, and they are trying to change his mind,” my mother said in a high tone, visibly annoyed with me.

“But I don’t want to marry him, especially not after he humiliated me in front of everyone. I don’t want to be the girl who was forced herself on the alpha.”

“So why did you cry when he rejected you?” my mom asked.

“Because he rejected me in front of the whole pack and announced he would rather be cursed than marry me.”

“Whether or not you like him, you are going to marry him. We can’t let this chance to get close to the alpha pass us by,” she said.

“She doesn’t like him. You should not force her to go and—” my sister was saying, but a cold stare from our mother shut her up.

Just then, our door opened and Dad stepped in wearing his hunting gear, followed by Jordan’s father and mother, with Jordan trailing behind, followed by four of his popular goons.

Silence descended on the room as they walked in. I stared at Jordan, praying he had not come to humiliate me again.

“I am very sorry for what happened while we were away. I’m sure Jordan must not have meant what he said, and he is here to apologize,” Lucas Jordan’s father apologized.

There was no atom of remorse or apology in his tone. This was the first time I had seen him apologize to someone—or even mock-apologize.

Jordan hesitated for a moment, looking at me like I was a disgusting piece of garbage.

“I accept you as my mate,” he said in a mocking tone.

“Good. He has apologized,” my father said, sounding pleased.

“Now you two should hug and let bygones be bygones,” Alpha Lucas ,Jordan’s father said, a smile appearing on his crooked face.

“I accept you as my mate?” How could that pass as an apology? It was more of an insult, I thought, as Lucas smirked and spread open his hand, giving me an emotionless hug.

His mouth got close to my ear so I could hear his breath and feel it on my ear. Then he whispered inaudibly so only I could hear him.

“After the wedding, I am going to make your life miserable and then kill you in the most brutal way. Mark my word.”

His tone stated he was not playing around.