3: THE DAY IT ENDS.

VANESSA

"Take it off, love, they are a nuisance," Declan whispered into my ear. His voice was as smooth and silky as his breath that blew over my face. I could feel his warm breath against my ear and I shivered at the sensation of his strong arm encircling me, holding me close against him. His body felt like fire to my skin, but not in an uncomfortable way… It was nice, sensual. Like he was the heat from a fireplace that you would sit near during the winter.

I hurriedly took off the cloth, not wanting to delay the moment any longer. Once the offending garment was removed, we kissed passionately. His fingers tangled in my long black hair, making sure to hold on tight.

I moaned at the sensation of his touch. The feeling of his lips on mine made my head spin and it wasn’t just from kissing. My skin felt electrified and it didn’t help that he was pressing against me.

It didn’t matter though because all I wanted to do was get lost in his embrace. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his hard body closer to mine.

He groaned and broke the kiss, moving down towards my throat. He nipped softly, teasing my sensitive flesh before sucking and biting it lightly.

I gasped and clutched him tighter, pushing up against him harder. He was so hard, even with his clothing still on. But I didn’t care about anything else. I wanted this to last forever. I needed more and more of him. I needed this to begin and end quickly. So, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I reached under his leather jacket and unzipped his jeans, slipping them off his hips.

Then, I pushed his hard member inside me, moaning loudly when I hit the tip of him. He quickly put a hand on my thigh to steady himself and I couldn’t help but moan again when he thrust hard into me.

He leaned forward and bit my neck, leaving red marks on the delicate skin. I shuddered and tightened my grip around him, trying to increase his pace.

We were going too fast, and I knew it, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed everything now, whether he liked it or not. And so I kept him going, grinding against him desperately as he pounded into me, making us both reach our peak.

I let out a gasp of both pleasure and pain when he finally finished, I collapsed on top of him, panting heavily.

It was all over, and I needed to leave. I started to get up from on top of him, only for Declan to pull me back into his embrace.

"Don't leave," he whispered shakily.

I stiffened. "What?"

"Don't leave, Ellena."

I was thrown down from the high the sex had given me. Of course it was Ellena he would call for, even in this state. It would never be me.

I tried to get it up again but he tightened his hold on me. "Please, Ellena, please don't leave."

His voice shook when he said that, and I felt pity for him. I should not have done this, but I did. I relaxed into his embrace, deciding to stay with him for an hour before I leave. Then he would have fallen asleep, and there would be no reason to stay.

One hour, I promised myself. Only one hour.

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My plans backfired.

"GET THE FUCK UP YOU BITCH!!"

Those were the words that woke me up that morning, and it came from no other person but my dear husband.

"I SAID GET UP, YOU GOOD-FOR-NOTHING BITCH!"

I had fucked up. I had exceeded my one hour promise and now I had to deal with the consequences. How stupid could I have been to fall asleep with Declan .

I stumbled as I got up, pulling the duvet around me to cover my naked body.

"YOU WHORE!" He yelled. I looked up to find his burning gaze fixated on me. "What are you doing here?" His eyes were wide like the realization was just dawning on him. "You seduced me?!"

"Declan —"

"Don't you dare call my name from your bloody mouth! Don't you even! Have you lost your god-damned mind? Or has a bolt gone loose in your head? Of course it has, because if you were in your right senses you would not have seduced me with that rag you call a body!"

My tears were falling now. Shame clouded my features. "I—"

"I said do not speak!"

My reward for speaking was Declan 's hands on my neck, pinning me to the wall. "Did you really think you could get away with this? Did you really think that you could get away with making me have sex with you? I laugh at your insanity," he growled, his grip on my neck tightening cutting off my air supply

My head would explode from the pain I feel. I'll probably die.

"You think I would magically fall in love with you after one drunken night?! Jokes on you, because I would never! I'll kill myself before I feel anything for you!"

"Declan , please..." I choked out.

He was going to kill me. He had a murderous crazed look on his eyes as he tightened his hold on my neck. "Shut up, slut."

"But—""

"SHUT YOUR MOUTH OR I'LL SNAP IT OFF!"

The thought alone made me cry even harder. Why couldn't I keep quiet? There was no place for me here, after all. Even though we had shared our bodies together, the reality hit me square in the face that I would never be the one he wanted. I would never be Ellena.

I had messed up

Declan was the only man I had ever loved. And I had betrayed him because of my selfish interest, and that was unforgivable.

There wasn't anything that could save me now, so I did what Declan asked of me instead. I shut my mouth, my lips trembling as uncontrollable tears dropped from my eyes.

"You crossed the line here, Vanessa, and I will make you pay for this!" He shouted, releasing my neck and backing away from me. I fell onto the ground, gasping for air.

I heard him yell something else but all I could concentrate on was taking shallow breaths in, and out. My head hurt too much to focus properly and I could feel the sweat dripping off of me. I felt sick to my stomach. The room spun and I almost passed out. It took everything I had left not to pass out right then and there. I held on to consciousness by the thinnest threads.

My legs started shaking violently, making me feel dizzy. My chest ached, as if someone had punched the life out of me. It felt like I was drowning in water. I couldn’t breathe. All I could see was darkness and Declan standing over me. His face was dark with rage. And his next words sent chills down my spine, “This ends today.” A cold chill swept across me.

"This ends right now!"

I knew what was coming, I could already feel it in my bones. He was determined as he said the words I dreaded the most.

"I, Declan Thorne, Alpha of Wildheart Pack reject you Vanessa Simone as my Mate and Luna, on this day."

The pain I had felt earlier could not compare to this one that tore through my body. Everything within me was being torn apart. This was worse than death itself. It was agony beyond description coupled with the burning of the part of my shoulder where he had marked me.

I screamed.

I couldn't take anymore, I couldn't breathe. Tears rolled from my eyes as they filled with despair.

Everything I'd done, everything that I had become. Everything that I had given up just to be with him. And now he had thrown it back to me like it meant nothing.

He stepped closer to me and I cried out weakly. "It doesn't matter if you accept the rejection or not, I am an Alpha and my word is final"

"NO NO NO!" I wailed.

He grabbed hold of me and I flinched.

A deep growl escaped from his lips as he lifted me up roughly off the floor. He began dragging me towards the door.

"NO PLEASE!" I sobbed.

I closed my eyes and covered my ears, wishing that I could escape it all. Just once. I wished that I could wake up tomorrow and all of this would be nothing but a nightmare I would have to wake up from later. But I can’t; this is real and it hurts more than anything I had ever imagined in my entire life.

It was okay when he ignored me, now he hated me and there was nothing I could do.

I don't know how much time has passed when I heard Declan 's voice.

"Get her out of here!"

The tears falling from eyes as I was dragged out of Declan 's room could probably run a bath.

"Luna!" Jenna exclaimed when she saw with nothing but a duvet wrapped around me looking like a deranged woman.

"He finally did it," I wept. "He rejected me, Jenna. It is over."

Jenna didn't say anything. Instead, she wrapped her arms tightly around me, holding me close to her chest. For a moment, I could forget about everything, until all I remember is Declan 's face, glaring at me from behind her.

I buried my face in her shoulder and squeezed her tight, hoping that maybe she could shield me from the reality I faced. Hoping that she could pry me away from the horror that was now my life.

Jenna didn't say anything either. She simply held me tighter.

And I cried.

Because this was it for me, I realized. Declan had rejected me. Forever. I would be forced to return to my status as a normal pack member. I had ruined my relationship with him forever, and now he could never forgive me for doing what I did.

I was tired. So fucking tired. But I knew I could not stay, I could not stay and be ridiculed by the pack members.

"I have to leave, Jenna. I cannot wait another minute here."

"But Luna—"

"I am no longer the Luna, don't you get it! My life in Wildheart is over! If I stay, I will die of embarrassment. I have lost my face already!"

Like a crazy person, I stood up and started to pack out my clothes.

"Luna..."

I was not listening to Jenna. I had to leave. Maybe I would find another pack that would take me in. I awkwardly put on a gown I found halfway, while stuffing the rest of my clothes into a bag.

Jenna watched me with tears in her eyes.

"You do not have to go," She said.

"There is nothing keeping me here again. I have no home here," I replied weakly.

"Let me come with you."

I smiled sadly. "No Jenna. You have a beautiful life here, so stay here. This is my last command as your Luna."

I was starting to feel the aftermath of the rejection.

I made my way out through the back door where no one would see me and began my journey out of Wildheart.

By the time I had made it out of the borders, my legs were already weak , my lungs on fire. The cold air stung my skin making me shiver. My dress was soaked in blood. Blood from the burning mark on my shoulder

My head swarm and I stumbled, I caught myself and pressed on, breathing heavily. Every step I took was torture, my eyes were blurring and I could barely see the car coming towards me until the headlights flashed.

It was too late though, because I could barely even scream when the car hit me.

This was how I would die.

The last thing I saw before I slipped out of consciousness, was Declan smiling down at me. It was nice to see his smiling face at least, before my death.