Lizette’s P.O.V.
“A mistake?” My heart forgot to beat for a moment as my mate chewed his words hatefully, sending shivers down my spine. Alpha spoke out of the blue, “I, Brandon Cameron, Alpha of the Silver Claw Pack, reject you, Gamma Lizette Bancroft, as my mate and the future Luna of the pack.” A volcano of hatred rumbled as its molten lava burned my soul, throbbing my heart with the pain of a thousand arrows piercing it. This rejection was like being struck by lightning on a clear, sunny day, crumbling down my world around me. My friend, my secret crush, and my mate had rejected me on a whim, how could he just do it to me? Suppressing my shrieks, I stumbled over my words to ask, “W-why? How can you reject me, Brandon?” Alpha was taken aback by this query, as if he wasn’t expecting it after his rash decision. “It’s obvious, Liz. How can an abomination like you can be my Luna?” Although his harsh words had initiated the process of rejection, he kept his Alpha demeanor intact, belittling me heartlessly. “My Luna position isn’t a joke, Liz. I need a strong she-wolf with outstanding qualities to share my responsibilities. And you can’t even protect yourself from school bullies!” His razor-sharp tone plunged a blunt knife in my heart, tearing me apart. I was ridiculed daily for my weakness, but these demeaning words from Brandon weren’t a part of my wildest nightmares. Brandon, my love, was the most important person in my life. From arranging his parties to doing his assignments, I had done everything in my power to stay in his good books. But what did he do? Severed the sacred threads of mate-bond? Alpha had a list of my shortcomings to support his notion, his desperate voice was laden with frustration. “You are a taint on the name of the Bancroft family, even your dad has kicked you out of his villa. There’s not a chance in hell that you can be a good mate, Liz!” This mortification hit me like a raging tornado, destroying everything in its wake. Blinking my eyes rapidly, I pushed back my tears as it dawned on me, “Brandon will never accept me as his mate!” The realization of the future of our mate-bond sank my heart, I tried to save my face and spoke bravely. “You are right, Alpha. Let’s end it for good!” “No!” Onyx howled painfully and kept begging, but the look of great satisfaction on Brandon’s face put a stamp on my decision. “I, Gamma Lizette Bancroft, accept your rejection, Alpha Brandon Cameron.” Amidst the excruciating pain and Onyx’s howls, I spun on my heels sharply. The sudden burst of adrenaline rush had activated my flee mode. However, I heard Brandon from behind, “We are still good friends, Liz. This rejection will never affect our relationship!” … It was the Moon Goddess’s grace that my rejection happened in a secluded place, saving me from public humiliation. I snuck out of the academy and sprinted into the deep forest, a place to hide my sorry self. After expulsion from my home, I was living in my dorm, my mom was helping me with my expenses. She was a doctor in the pack hospital, her workplace was my ultimate destination. She would understand my condition for sure. To avoid others’ scornful gazes, I climbed a tree beside my mom’s room and jumped inside. Thankfully, it was empty. “Why?” My limp body crashed on the floor as my legs refused to bear my weight anymore, “Why is it always me, the Moon Goddess?” The cruel words of abomination from my mate had slapped me hard across my face, degrading me to the level of an omega. Onyx whimpered, crying her eyes out, “We have tried our best to win our mate’s heart. Then what went wrong?” I simply wished to jump before a truck and be crushed by it, the excruciating pain in every inch of my body was tearing my flesh from my bones. I would have stopped breathing if my mom hadn’t come to see me in time. “What happened, Liz?” My misty vision blurred her face, but still, I could feel the worry in my mom’s voice. She helped me up to sit on a chair and rushed to attend to me. “You are burning with fever, Liz.” She panicked to see my tears and examined me thoroughly, gasping in disbelief. “Oh, my Goddess. You are showing signs of rejection, Liz.” Her simple words shattered my brave façade, I cried out, “He rejected me, mom!” She gave me an injection and then hugged me; her warm embrace soothed my aching soul. Her motherly love was evident in her soft tone as my mom questioned me. “Tell me, who is he? Do I know him?” I couldn’t bear to speak Brandon’s name and cried silently; the pain of rejection had rendered me speechless. Worrying about my deteriorating condition, my mom comforted me. “You don’t want to say it, it’s fine. Let it go, Liz. I believe there’ll be someone better than him who’ll love you.” “No, mom!” Until now, she had filled my head with the hopes of a loving mate. It helped me to keep up with relentless bullying, but not anymore. My mate’s heartless rejection had deserted my life. “No one will ever love me, mom!” My mom kissed my forehead, her voice trembled as she advised me. “Look dear, sometimes things just don’t go as we want. It’s his great loss to reject you, and trust me, he’ll regret it. The day of the Annual Mating Ball is around the corner. The Moon Goddess will surely bless you with your soulmate."Author’s P.O.V. *Three months later!* “What do you mean that Little Swan won’t wake up? Are you out of your mind?” Thundering furiously, King Vincent was on the verge of mental breakdown to hear wretched news of his Erasthai’s illness, Flora had shattered his hopes after promising for a solution. Three months ago, Lizette embraced her nymph’s identity to save the day, but her mate was left alone, hanging by the delicate thread of her promise. Vincent couldn’t keep his claws away while threatening Flora. “If you weren’t my Erasthai’s aunt, I would have buried you alive for cursing my Little Swan. How dare you call her dead? She is breathing!” Flora helplessly looked at the monitors hooked to Lizette’s fragile body; they were blinking to show that the patient was still alive. But she was aware of the risks of an immortal’s birth in the mortal world, so she tried to explain. “Lizette is my only niece, I love her more than my life, Your Majesty. But there are some rules o
Lizette’s P.O.V.Energy supply?What was she talking about?My dumbstruck gaze darted from one corner to another, witnessing a gruesome fight around me. Vincent’s former request flashed across my mind.“You need to stop this bloodshed as soon as possible, Little Swan!”Shoot!It only took a moment to solve this puzzle, drawing a conclusion that Evangeline had deliberately waged this war to divert our attention, killing innocent people was her method to drain power for her borrowed magic.Although she was witch Miranda’s granddaughter, she wasn’t a witch, so her grandma’s talismans required a live power source to work properly. Currently, she was invincible due to magic.Evangeline flexed her incompetency and elongated her claws, charging at us.“If you wish to die first, I will honor your last wish, Vincent.I love you despite your betrayal.”The air became cold for a second, sending shivers down my spine as Vincent pushed me away and launched at Evangeline’s brown lycan
Lizette’s P.O.V.“Evangeline!”This name was indeed my biggest nightmare, she had tried to destroy my home countless times with her dirty tricks, teaming up with Lady Isabella against me. Seeing my baby’s killer refreshed the painful memories of the past when I was begging in the prison for her mercy. Not only did she push me through the stairs, she hit my belly, intending to kill me that day. I couldn’t help but shudder at the reminder of my doomsday. Vincent sensed my pain through our bond as he flashed by my side, securing me in his embrace. My heart was thundering in my chest as I buried my face in his chest. He spoke up for me,“We have already talked about it, Evangeline. You won’t touch my Erasthai!”Vincent’s Alpha tone was responded to by mockery, Evangeline chuckled dryly,“Oh, really?Who said that I will keep my word, Vincent?”The venom dripped from her words as I heard her approaching footsteps, she challenged him. “You have tried to strike a deal with a dev
Lizette’s P.O.V.“Little Swan!”The sensation of deep yearning struck me senseless as the lost love registered its presence. Vincent’s baritone skipped my heart beat like whenever he called me Little Swan. My heart was brimming with so much love that I didn’t need any assurance, this name was a reminder how he fell in love with me at first sight.Listening to this deep affection of his voice again, I couldn’t help but respond to my mate’s call with a loving hug. The tears trickled down my eyes as I sniffled. “Thanks goddess, you are with me, Vincent. I was hell scared …”His erratic heartbeat was the most beautiful symphony I had ever heard as he sighed, hugging me back.“I was scared too, Little Swan!Thanks for coming back.”Yes!I was back, ready to stay by his side 24/7 in every thick and thin, his strange injury hammered my head with the realization of a grave danger. Whoever attacked him was a sly man, carefully combining silver with magic. If the enemy could success
Lizette’s P.O.V.“His Majesty wanted to live with you in our Villa, but I didn’t allow him!”During my stay at the Silver Claw Pack, I didn’t go to Vincent’s mansion, thinking that he wouldn’t bother about our living arrangements. But it turned out that he was against this whole setting, pleading to be with me almost every day.My dad growled in frustration as he said,“I thought His Majesty was just manipulating you, trying to force his will on your decision, Lizette.It’s a fact that females can’t think straight due to the magical attraction of the mate-bond ...”My dad’s concern was valid, but it couldn’t overlook the reality of Vincent’s tireless efforts to patch-up with me. He didn’t give up on us even for a second, striving his best daily. I felt awful for ignoring my mate for so long, it would be better if I refused his advances instead of responding to them with my dad’s harshness.Accept it or not, Vincent was our Alpha King, his words were like orders for every subject. Ev
Lizette’s P.O.V. “Our pack will eagerly wait for your return!” Why pack? Why wouldn’t you wait for me, Vincent? Seeking an answer to this query, I found myself wandering in the dark corridors of the Royal Palace. The absence of servants and the security staff made me question the ominous silence, it wasn’t a norm in this lively building. Perhaps, everyone was asleep at night! Thinking about multiple similar reasons, I turned the familiar hallway towards the throne room. It was a good idea to check whether Vincent was working there or not. Sometimes, he stayed in the throne room’s office overnight to finalize national issues. I gently nudged the heavy double door of the throne room, peeking inside. My eyes caught the sight of an unbelievable occurrence. An involuntary shriek escaped my mouth as I stumbled, widening my eyes in terror. The walls, decoration pieces, chairs, floor, everything in the room was drenched in blood, the crimson cover on that majestic hall flipped