Rejected And Hunted

Chapter 3

Rejected and hunted

Anna's POV

My feet had never felt colder than presently felt. I couldn't even hold my weight as they both glared at me, eyes darting blades straight at me.

“Ro… Rogers..how could you?” I fell on my knees, tears trickling out of my eyes. “What's going on? Please tell me it's a prank,”

“What's she yapping about?” The brunette lashed out with a smirk. “Does this look like a prank to you? I am getting mated to the love of my life and you are only ruining this for us,”

She wrapped her hands around Roger's neck as he held her by the waist down to her bum.

To my dismay, they kissed.

Passionately.

“Rogers, what's going on?” I asked again, letting my tears fall freely. “Was everything a lie? Are you under a spell?”

“Oh Anna,” he sighed, turning to face me. “I wish I could have said this sooner,” a mischievous smirk lit up in his face.

“You were only a stepping stone. I can never love a weak Luna,” his cold voice echoed in my ears.

No, they weren't voices, they were blades because each time they echoed in my ears, I felt a piercing pain ripping me apart.

“Isn't it a disgrace that the only heir of an Alpha turned out to possess such a weak wolf? You should be ashamed of yourself.” He continued.

All this while, I had turned breathless.

“Yeah right,” the lady by his side added. “You are a disgrace to your father and this pack,” she spat out.

“Stella, lean over,” Rogers muttered, bending his neck over to lock tongues with her again.

They smirked at me as I had nothing to do but cry a river of tears.

“I bet your people are tired of you. I would be too,” Stella laughed.

“You see, Anna,” Rogers stepped forward. “I needed to get close to you. Real bad. Each day I had dreamt of ruling this great pack. The Bond moon pack,” he stated, raising his arms in the air.

“How was I supposed to do that other than charming the gullible daughter of the dead Alpha,”

The hollowness I felt quickly structured into fury, Mad rage caused by his senseless statement.

“How dare you,” I fired, rising to my feet. “How dare you ridicule my father? You have no right doing that in my pack,” I fumed, stomping in his direction.

“Your pack?” Gabriel quoted with a stifled laugh. “Don't be delusional. It's no longer yours,” he said, his eyes dark with intent.

Whatever he was rambling on about, I didn't care to listen. I just wanted him out of my life, hidden and tortured deep down in my darkest dungeons.

“Guards!” I thundered, my veins bulging out my skin as I pointed in his direction. “Seize him and lock him up,”

The chirping sound of crickets was the next thing I heard after my orders. They were all dead silent, muttering and whispering to their neighbors.

The guards I had expected to obey my commands stood stiff staring at me like I was an intruder.

“Have you gone deaf? I said seize him,” I yelled again, staring into the eyes of everyone present at the ceremony.

I was miserable.

Nobody moved, the air became cold with silence.

“Pathetic!” Stella laughed. “She doesn't know yet, baby,” she said to Rogers.

I looked like a fool and Stella's cackle only made me curious and awkward.

“We don't take orders from you anymore,” a guard spoke up from the crowd. “We do not need a weak tramp to rule over us,”

“What?” I exclaimed. “What's wrong with you all? I am my father's heir. You are obligated to…”

“They listen to me now. I am their new Alpha,” Rogers echoed.

I shone my eyes in dark realization. I had been deceived. Rogers only used me to claim my title. My chest began burning up as I turned to look at their faces in horrid fright. It felt like my lungs were constricted.

Literally.

“Here's a gift for you,” Rogers came closer.

“Wh—”

“Ahhh!” I screamed as he punched me right in my stomach. Blood trickled down my mouth and nose.

I held firm, writhing in pain.

Before I could get another head up, a kick sent me flying back to Stacy.

I screamed in pain as a guard grappled me, forcing me up to my feet. Stacy tried to pull me away but she ended up being tied down.

“Help me,” I whispered in tears, but they all stood watching as though entertained by my humiliation.

“Here, honey. Let me end her misery,” Stella came forward, her claws out and ready to rip out my throat.

“No, this isn't my end,” I muttered as she got closer. Feeling a thirst to survive, a surge of energy coursed through my veins. I tried to attack but I knew that would be the end of my life.

Without thinking straight, I dug my teeth into the guard's arm, setting myself free from their hold.

“Kill her,” Rogers thundered as I ran out to save my life.

I ran barefoot, my clothes torn almost to shred as the guards kept on a hot chase. For the first time, I ran without knowing where I was headed. Even when the guards stopped their chase and retreated, I kept running, tears forming a trail behind me.

My ears perked up as I stepped on a trap cloaked on the ground. I screamed out in pain as the irons pierced through my legs, almost breaking my bones. The pain was too much to keep conscious of my environment.

My eyes scanned around the different terrain.

I realized I was in a rival pack's territory, vulnerable and injured.

The Sage Moon pack.

Before I could pass out, two patrol guards came marching in my direction, poking my hands with their spears.

“Well, well, well.” One of them uttered with an ominous tone. “Look what came running into our territory. Alpha Gabriel will want to see this,”

Those were the last things I heard before blacking out completely.