Chapter two

REJECTION.

“My lord,” the voice was faint and weak, coming from the window. He moved closer, waving a hand to dismiss Elvis, who bowed and left.

The room was so dark, he had to come very close to see her full figure looking out into the forest.

“One moment, you barge here screaming my name and now you have seen me, you stop talking. Have you become mute?” she asked sarcastically, not giving regards to whether he would punish her or not, for speaking so rudely to him.

She just did not care anymore.

Rico took in a deep breath, still looking for the words to say to her. All these months, he never showed her any form of kindness. Could words fix this, maybe he shouldn't talk.

Xenia heard the floor creak, followed by heavy footsteps. Rico was coming closer and closer. She held her breath, her heart beginning to race a little.

“Xenia,” he reached out, his hand slipping around her waist.

“Don't touch me,” Xenia, suddenly jerked away from him, like he was some sort of bug on her skin, forcing his hand away, and leaving the window.

Rico felt hurt like a stake was being twisted into his guts.

' Was this how she felt when he pushed her away?

She went to the bedside and stood.

“ Why are you here, Did your woman leave you tonight? Well, I have no intention of entertaining you, so please leave. "

“Xenia, that's not the reason I am here and you know that,” he said gently.

“I know?” Xenia scoffed, finding it hard to believe how arrogant he could be. She knew?

“Wow, so now I know. Am expected to know how to be a slave, I am expected to know my place, am expected to know how to endure suffering and insults, now I am expected to read minds too? Wow, that's quite a lot of faith you people have in a weak, ugly Luna like me,” she bit her lip, trying to stop her sarcastic words before she said too much.

He could still hit he if he got upset and she was still hurt from the bruises he gave her yesterday.

She heard his feet scratch the Floor. He was trying to come closer again.

“Am sorry, Xenia. I'm so sorry I hurt you. I would never mean to hurt my mate.”

At his words, Xenia's eyes grew so wide, they almost popped out of their sockets. So he found out, which means she was starting to emit her scent, then it means…

It will soon strike at midnight.

“My king, I don't know what you are sorry for. I am worth nothing, so for your actions - I should be happy about them, isn't that what you told me?"

“I didn't mean it. I didn't mean any of it. I…was so hurt, I did them out of anger".

He was fast, before she could look his way, he had come right in front of her, grabbing her hand.

She tried to struggle but his strength was greater. Rico wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her close, her body pressed into his broad chest. Xenia was looking at him in awe, the tips of their nose almost touching.

“Can you see the sincerity in my eyes?”

Her lips parted and she began to chuckle, maniacally. Rico was taken aback, his grip loosening. She noticed this and pushed him away, escaping to the further end of the room.

“You… what do you take me for? An idiot. You lied to me with your eyes on our wedding day. You slept with another woman on our wedding night, you let everyone bully me. You bullied and hurt me and now all you just want is to kiss and make up. So this is what I am in your eyes, a cheap worthless bitch!” She felt a power surge in her body as she made that scream. Her powers were finally coming to her.

“Xenia, please. I will do better. I promise, give me a chance.” Rico, who noticed how agitated she was, tried pacifying her.

“You failed me, You destroyed any love I could have had for you in my heart. There is no chance left for you.” She was now breathing fast. Straightening herself up.

“Rico Draco, I, Xenia Darkfire, reject you as my mate.”

Rico's mouth fell agape. No, she can't, he wanted her, he meant every word he n.

“Xenia please,” his legs surge forward. Xenia saw them and screamed.

“Stay away from me!!”

The Midnight bell struck and she disappeared.

“Xenia!! Xenia!! Xenia!!.”

There was no response. He called out louder, throwing the curtains and bed upside down as if she was underneath them.

“My king,” Elvis drew his attention, he had burst into the room upon hearing the king's screams.

The Lycan king slowly shuffled to the window, looking out and down to the ground. He was not making any expression.

“Elvis,” he finally spoke.

“She is gone. However you can, find her and bring her back to me.” He ordered, veins bulging out of his forehead.

“Yes my king,” Elvis rushed out of the room immediately.

The king covered his face, battling anger within. All these months, she was his mate, this whole time and he treated her with contempt, Bullying her and letting others trample on her. His heart weighed at the thought that she would never forgive him.

“Xenia am sorry. Please come back,” he muttered under his shaky breath.

* * *

A portal appeared, and Xenia came out of it, falling to the grass floor, rolling until she was stopped by a tree stump. She gasped, in pain. Struggling to stand up.

‘Where am I?’

She looked left and right. She could only see trees and dry leaves on the floor. It was the woods, for sure but, how did she get here? She was yelling at the Lycan king just now and just wanted to be away from him.  Did she disappear?

Xenia cupped her mouth. She never believed she had such power. At this point, she began to wonder what other powers she had.

That gusty wind blew again. The cold, getting to her now. She rubbed her arms together vigorously. She has to get moving. This has only helped sped up her escape.

Xenia spurned forward, her pace increasing with each step, dragging the long palace robe as she walked. Was she bothered.. no. All she could think of was…

'Am free. Am finally free. She couldn't believe it…”

Something swooped past her, but she didn't see it, she couldn't dodge it, the flying object pierced her left arm, and she twirled, crashing into the ground again.

“Woohoo. Bullseye!!”

“Yah!!!”

She heard the screams from a distance as she listened to many footsteps approaching her.

'Hunters! Oh my god, noooo!’