1- Rejected Bastard

Arielle.

I know life isn’t supposed to be as cliche as everyone thought but mine is more than cliche to be honest. I just clocked twenty years few hours ago and I celebrated in my room crying because I’ve been alone for twenty goddamn years. Two decades alone.

I don’t think that is ever going to change anytime soon either. I’m stuck in this hateful pack for the rest of my life because I’m indebted to them for keeping me alive instead of killing me like they did my mother. As if I wanted to be alive.

I heaved my tattered worn bag around my back and continued down to my next class. This college is big and wide but I always end up bumping into the same people every single time. And those are my freaking bullies with the same words every day!

I adjusted my glasses for the tenth time that morning, pushing them higher up the bridge of my nose as I kept my head down and walked quickly through campus. The cool wind bit at my skin but the stares from the other wolves were what really burned.

“She still has the nerve to come here? She never knows when to stop for real.”

“She’s probably here to seduce another professor.”

“I heard her mom was a traitor. The apple didn’t fall far cause fu king look at her.”

I swallowed hard and kept moving not even responding because I never did. The more invisible I pretended to be, the easier it was to survive. Sometimes they just want to get beneath the skin you don’t even know you have.

Besides, it wasn’t like I could afford to lash out, not when every single hour of my waitressing amd dancing shifts went to rent and tuition and groceries. Sometimes those things won’t even be given to me witj my own money because I’m “evil” reincarnate by my mother.

This morning I barely managed to eat because there was no food. My stomach twisted from hunger and nerves but it didn’t matter. Midterms were in two weeks and I had a club shift tonight. If I could just make it through the day…

“Watch it you freak.”

My books flew out of my arms and scattered across the pavement. (I told you just the perfect cliche for a hated werewolf). I flinched as laughter echoed around me, the Alpha’s son towering over me like he hadn’t just done that on purpose.

Jax Drayke is your typical highschool bully that makes people’s life hell when they don’t like them. In this case, it is my life he wanted to make hell since we were kids. He’s always had a special place for hatred for me.

“Didn’t I tell you not to show up today if you don’t dye your evil hair?” Jax asked raising a brow up and I swallowed down the anger clawing inside me.

I can’t believe I used to crush on this wicked wolf at some point in my life. I used to hide behind pillars and doors to peep at him while he was having fun with other girls. I didn’t even mind him forcing me to wash his girlfriends stuff twice.

I’m glad I got to leave the packhouse even though I was sent away to live on my own as soon as I clocked eighteen but it’s better than seeing him. Then we had to meet in school and the same type of bullying keeps taking place.

There is a narrative about my hair that always leave them feeling unsettled and I don’t even know what to do about that. Being the only one with my type of red hair also triggers the hell out of them.

“Don’t worry about telling her to dye it. I have the perfect remedy for her.” Jax’s new girlfriend of this month Cara stepped up with an evil grin on her face.

She is your typical highschool bully witj long bleached blonde hair, wide brown eyes that is always heavily lashed with artificial eye lashes and make up. I have never seen her natural and it seems like Jax prefers them like this.

“The scissors.” She told one of her friends who appear more like a minion of hers but they call each other friends anyway.

A sharp glinting scissors was brought out and Cara stepped forward. I tried to move back but Jax pushed me towards her so hard I fell to the floor. I winced feeling my knees scrape the floor from the fall but it only made them laugh.

Cara came forward with the scissors and yanked my hair up in a tight fist then started cutting through it with no definite shape whatsoever. I’m sure she is just trying to ruin the whole thing. It isn’t the first time but it has been a while.

I felt tears rushing down my face seeing my hair falling down on the floor. She stepped back when a chunk of it was on the floor. I tried to hold back an ugly sob but it broke to the surface and I allow myself to break on my twentieth birthday after promising myself not to.

“She looks like the mad wolf she really is.” I heard someone say from the crowd making everybody laugh at my expense.

Then I felt a sharp tug inside me, my wolf was trying to communicate something but I’ve blocked her. Since I needed support right now, I opened our bond and allow her to comfort me but instead of the comfort she started screaming MATE.

“Mate! Our mate is here!” She squealed in excitement while my head throb but I left that aside because mate? I have looked forward to this for a longgg time that I’d leave anything for it. I just wanted someone! Anyone!!

“Who is it?” I asked hoarsely in my head trying hard to look away from my hair on the floor. The hair was much and I fear I can’t even grow it back ever again.

“Jax is!!!” She danced around and I almost fainted because there is no way on earth Moon Goddess paired m with Jax. This must be a joke but it isn’t.

I heard a growl from behind me that sounds awfully like his and when I turned, his eyes were switching to his wolf’s then he pounced on me. He didn’t do what mates were expected to do, marking me and kissing me like he was starving his whole life.

No. He strangled me with his hands and stared into my eyes as if willing for the bond to die by doing so. My heart skipped a bit because he bond just got stronger with his hands on me but he is hurting me. My eyes are bulging as I tried hard to breathe.

“You are not my fucking mate! I hate you.” He quickly removed his hand away from me to stop the bond from taking over. The hatred in his eyes made my whole body go completely numb.

“But- -“ I tried to say something but he yanked my hair making my already tender scalp to ache. He forced me to meet his eyes when he said.

“I, Jax Drayke reject you Arielle Bastard as my mate and future Luna!” He pushed me back so hard I hit my head again on the concrete beneath me until I see blood.

My wolf whimpered in my head then she was unconscious.