Rejection

The Alpha King had died.

The news spread like wildfire across the four Packs of the Republic; The South Pack, The White-Fur pack, The Black-claw Pack and The Blood-Rose Pack.

I was serving breakfast to Gunner when I overheard Alpha Randolph, his father, breaking the news to him.

“This is our chance, Gunner,” Alpha Randolph tapped him on the shoulder. “If all turns out well, you might just become the next Alpha king.”

Alpha Gunner was strong. I heard when he was ten, he took down ten Beta soldiers all by himself without breaking a sweat.

He was more than qualified to be Alpha king. At least, that was what everyone believes.

In a nation of werewolves such as the Republic, the Alpha king was the most powerful and revered person.

He's like a president, but we werewolves simply call him the Alpha king.

“Would Alpha Leonidas be in attendance at the new moon festival?” Alpha Gunner asked, worried creases forming on his face.

Alpha Leonidas. Pack leader of the Blood-Rose Pack.

I've heard rumors about him. He's the most hated and feared Alpha in the Republic.

Words had it that he lives outside the Republic in isolation with his Pack because of his curse.

I still haven't got the full gist about him, but from the little I gathered, Alpha Leonidas was a force to be reckoned with.

“I spoke with the other pack leaders,” Alpha Randolph continued. “I lost the vote against inviting him to the festival. We have decided that all pack leaders must be present at the festival, Leonidas included.”

Alpha Gunner didn't like this. “That bastard. I hate him with every fibre of my being.”

Out of nowhere, I accidentally spilled Alpha Gunner's tea on his lap.

I covered my mouth with my hands, my body shaking in fear. “I-I'm sorry—”

Alpha Gunner didn't let me finish. His big hand connected to my face, smacking me down to the floor.

“Pathetic,” he spat on me and walked out of the dining hall.

Alpha Randolph took one good look at me, then ordered. “What are you whimpering for? Clean up this mess!”

“Yes, Alpha Randolph.” I crawled to the table and began cleaning up the tea I spilled.

Just then, the door swung open and Beatrice stepped in.

Beatrice was the South Pack's Luna. Just like her son, she was proud and intimidating.

She hated anyone who was beneath her. It's clear to note that she hated me as much as she hated anyone else and would find every possible means to bully me.

When Beatrice saw me cleaning up the mess I made, she wrinkled her nose in disgust much like her son.

“Lazy girl,” she snapped, kicking me in my abdomen. “Look at all these wastes. You're so clumsy.”

The pains sapped through me, but I endured it.

My body had grown accustomed to Alpha Gunner's regular beatings that Beatrice's kicks didn't land that much weight.

Beatrice turned to her husband. “I saw Gunner on my way out. He looks livid.”

“He's just mad Leonidas would attend the new moon festival,” Alpha Randolph replied.

“Have you lost your mind?” Beatrice exclaimed. “We will be hosting the new moon festival. I won't welcome Leonidas under my roof.”

“We don't have a choice, Beatrice,” Alpha Randolph sighed. “This is direct orders from the council. We must choose a new Alpha king from among the four packs. Leonidas must be in attendance.”

Beatrice grumbled.

I finished cleaning my mess and exited the dining area. On my way out, I bumped into Alpha Gunner.

He had been waiting for me outside the dining chamber.

Before I could make a move, he grabbed me by my throat and pulled me close.

“Come with me,” he growled.

I swallowed. Am I in trouble?

* * * *

Alpha Gunner rolled his massive body off me, panting like a wild dog.

Long beads of sweat trickled down his muscular back as he stood up from the bed and walked to the open window.

I remained sprawled on the bed, my body aching in pain. He had spent the last two

hours, fucking me like an animal in heat.

Today, he was more brutal than other times. I had never seen him this angry before. It was as if he was channeling all his hate into his cock.

I had already lost count of how many times he had cum inside me. It doesn't matter any more. I was just glad it was over.

Curling myself into a small ball, I sniffed while holding back my tears. There were deep claw marks all over my body.

He was just too rough.

Alpha Gunner ran his hands over his sweating face, his expression tight. “There, I feel better now.”

I said nothing. I slowly sat up on the bed, my back turned to him, my eyes lifeless.

Alpha Gunner wandered over to me, his eyes glassy. “I'm sure you're aware of what's going on, bitch.”

I was too weak to reply but I nodded.

“Good,” he grabbed my cheeks with one hand and squeezed it tight. “Now that I've released my frustration, it's time we have a talk.”

I swallowed, prepared to take anything.

Gunner began, his voice as cold as ice. "Up until now, you've kept your goddamn mouth shut. You haven't revealed to anyone that I'm your mate. That makes me glad.”

He paused, a cruel smile playing on his lips. “Soon, I'm going to become Alpha king. In order to qualify, I must find myself a Luna. There's no way in hell I'll make someone as weak and ugly as you are, my Luna."

My heart spasms. I could see where this was leading to but I remained silent.

“In that regard, I will reject you and break the mate bond between us,” Alpha Gunner said.

I sniffed. But deep inside, I was rejoicing. “Okay. Do as you wish.”

He released my cheeks and stood to his full height. “Kylie, I Alpha Gunner rejects you as my mate!”

I bit my lips so hard I could taste blood. “I… I accept your rejection.”

“Excellent,” Alpha Gunner then snarled at me. “Now get out of my sight.”

I picked up my dress on the floor and walked naked out of his room.

He wandered over to his inbuilt bar cabinet and mixed himself a drink. Not once did he turn to look at me.

But suddenly, I stopped at the doorway, clutching my dress tightly to my chest. I could feel my heart racing.

“Why do you hate me so much?” I asked.

The question had come out of nowhere, like a second thought spilling out of my mouth.

Alpha Gunner turned sharply and stared at me like I was a crate of rotten eggs. "What was that?"

I shivered at the harsh note in his tone but my voice rang out again. "Why do you hate me so much?"