Chapter 2

Freya's pov

“Don't marry him," Ravenna, my sister, had said when I told her that I was leaving with Thorne. I was so confused that day. Why wasn't she happy for me?

“He chose me," I shot back. "He chose me as his mate.”

She wouldn't know what it was like to be chosen for once because, even before she found her mate, she already had wolves asking for her hand in marriage.

But nobody wanted me. Except Thorne. She stared at me like I was drunk in love and couldn't think properly.

Then she laughed. “I am telling you… men like him don't choose girls like you for love”

I didn't listen. I thought she was jealous, that for once, I had something she wanted.

It was so clear in front of me right now.

“You are making a scene," Thorne said.

I clutched my chest. “Just tell me it's not yours and I'd pretend none of this ever happened. Tell me…”

"It's mine,” he said proudly, not a hint of remorse in his voice. So when I had been working so hard to give him an heir, he was… he was with my sister?

“I was trying," I said, my throat tightening. My hands curled into fists. “I was doing my best for you."

His face hardened. “You should have tried harder"

Harder? I shook my head. I couldn't believe it. Ravenna stalked forward, wrapping her arms around his arms with a smile on her face. “He deserves a stronger heir"

Thorne bent down to kiss her forehead. “Yes and I finally have one"

It was so hard to see that they weren't even hiding it anymore.

"I am still your Luna,” I said but even I couldn't believe it.

"I took you in Freya. When no one else would. When your own father could not find a single suitor willing to look twice at a wolfless girl who had nothing to offer. I chose you.”

He continued. "I gave you my name. I gave you a pack. I gave you a title that women twice your worth would have knelt for”

He fisted my hair into his hands and yanked me bankwards. I fell to the ground. The elixir in my hand fell too but thankfully, it didn't break. "And what did you give me in return?”

The silence between us stretched. I didn't give him an answer but then I didn't need to.

“Nothing." Ravenna had answered him.

I moved to take the elixir but Ravenna got there before me. She smashed the bottles with her heels.

“You are pathetic," she screamed, still smashing an already broken bottle. My last hope. “Don't tell me you are still trying! I have given him what you failed at"

I looked at Thorne. “The moon goddess…”

"The moon goddess has forgotten you,” Thorne said.

“How… How could you do this?” The words came out broken. I hated how small they sounded. " After everything you promised me. After…”

Thorne pulled the car door open for Ravenna. Ravenna stared back at me and smiled.

“Go home, Freya," he said, without looking at me. “Stop embarrassing yourself. You should be grateful I didn't reject you publicly, at least this way you still have your title”

He entered the car and drove off and I tried.. I really tried to understand when my marriage ended. When had my sister taken my place?

The tears came before I could stop it. I let myself feel the pain because this was the last time I would ever cry for him. Maybe if I had been born like Ravenna. Maybe if I had a strong wolf. Maybe if men looked at me the way they looked at her. Maybe my life wouldn't feel like something I had to beg to keep.

Maybe it was better being a rogue after all. Rogues were wolves who had no pack and no protection. I didn't think I was ready but if I stayed, I would slowly disappear. I would watch Ravenna take my place at every table. I would become a shadow in my own marriage.

Never, I couldn't stay. When I got back to the pack house, I began to fold my dresses. My shoes. Everything that I knew I needed.

I wiped my tears. My body shook as I moved but I didn't stop. I couldn't.

I was already done packing when the door suddenly slammed open.

“Freya!"

Thorne stood at the entrance, his face paled the moment he saw my suitcase.

"What are you doing?” He demanded, the veins on his neck popping out.

"I am leaving," I said, trying so hard to steady my voice.

“You are what?"

“You have Ravenna. You have your here. There is no reason for me to stay," I said.

He growled, pushing me against the wall. He strangled my neck with his hand. “Who gave you permission?"

“I.. don't need permission to leave," I forced out of my mouth as his hands on my neck tightened. I couldn't breathe. I tried to swat his hands away but he was so… so heavy.

“You are my mate," he whispered. “You do not walk out on me"

He released his hands, throwing me. My waist hit the edge of the table and I screamed out.

I swallowed. “I, Freya Asher, reject you Thorne, Alpha of Ruinfang as my mate."

The pain ripped into my chest at once. I clutched my chest tightly. Thorne sucked in a breath, his jaw tightening.

Then he bent over me. "I reject your rejection”

My chest fell.

"You will stay here,” he continued. "Until I decide what to do with you.”

"Let me go, please”

"You don't get to want things, Freya,” he said and walked out, slamming the door behind him and with it my chance of leaving.