Rejected But Unbroken :Fated For The Cruel Alpha

"Well, think again, slave girl. Let me remind you, in case you've forgotten." Biting my lip, I unintentionally took a step backward, absorbing his anger. Uncertain about what drove me to speak directly to him, I now realized I was in trouble. He had rained insults on my appearance and status too many times in the past, calling me ugly and attacking me so intensely that I hesitated to face myself in the mirror. I cursed the temporary haze that had overtaken me. Yet, it felt right, him being my mate. I could swear it was orchestrated by the gods. Realizing I had zoned out, I looked back up at him, apologizing. "I'm sorry, sir," I tried. "No, you listen to me. Even if you were the last person in this pack, I wouldn't make you my Luna. It's not just about your appearance or how displeasing you are to my sight. You're a mere Omega, a nobody on this pack's ladder. You hold no relevance, and I would merely waste my time on you. Besides, you're weak, lily-livered, spineless. What use could y

In the morning, I stretched out my hands as I usually did before a long day of work and instead met the roof of the hollow tree. Startled, I jumped up, and bumped my head against the tree trunk, the reality of the last day hitting me fast. I was itchy and wondered if I had not made such a grand mistake leaving my pack and coming into the woods where I had no water, no food, no safety, and knew no one.A bird chirped in the distance, and I wondered how early the day was. The moon had faded into the distance, but the sun was not yet out, a weird interloping of the two of them leaving the outside world blanketed in darkness.My body clock usually woke me up before it was even 5am, so I decided it must still be around that time and crawled out of the tree trunk. Grabbing on to my makeshift knapsack, I began to walk in the direction of what I hoped was a stream so I could wash up. I had not gone this long without the splash of ester on my skin - even as a slave - and I was starting to see

I was starting to find that I was glad that I had stumbled upon the outcasts. For one, the first thing that had gone wrong had been solved immediately, and I was left speechless at how quickly they had managed to avert the crisis I had preempted. Luke, the deaf guy had been leading us ahead, and he seemed to have missed the sight of a stray twig that was lying on the ground. I thanked the gods that he could not hear how absurdly loud the noise he had managed to make because everyone’s heads swiveled around in shock. We had been passing through an uncomfortable patch of trees that we suspected belonged to a pack of wolves that were not the most welcoming, and it was such a considerable amount of space that skirting around it would have taken too long. I had not been the one to notice that we were in another pack’s territory – that had been Lee – but I had taken the lead on skirting through and staying out of sight. As someone who had worked as a maid in a home that I was not wanted in

Later that night, everyone was lying down close to each other, snuggled close for warmth. We would have to take shifts watching over each other for safety, and I had volunteered myself up for the very first one. I felt a pang of guilt I could not explain for bringing in three more mouths that we had to feed, and I wanted to work off the guilt somehow. I suspected that Lee knew what was on my mind when I had volunteered myself, but he had said nothing very graciously, allowing me the time I needed to process what I had to. I was more than pleased that Erin, Eric, and Remy had gotten to eat something. I wondered how long they had been in the bushes without anyone but little Eric to care for them.I had never had an elder sibling, or anyone to look out for me and take care of me, so I knew firsthand how hard it was, and I wanted so badly to take care of them. That aside, I had quite a lot to think about, like where the strength I had used earlier had come from. I wish I could credit i

A few hours later, I believed that I had found the place I wanted all of us to settle in. We had had breakfast back at the clearing, some venison that Luke had done out to get, and it had been a hearty meal, with enough leftovers for us to drag along with us as we went on our way now. It had taken us some time too – I had almost asked to stop a few times but since the littles were walking on without any problems, I pushed myself to do what they were doing. I suspected it was because I was not used to this kind of work since my entire walking experience in the pack I was from was walking to the stream. Once at the spot, we had immediately made some new friends. We had been smelling the scent of nearby wolves for a few minutes, and everybody was on edge, until I had enoihhband fishef out the two wolves who had bee skanking behind us on our way to the clearing. “What do you want?” I'd asked, unblinking. I had sensed no threats from them, and everyone else in the pack seemed to be jus