The Forgotten Mate 2.
The Aftermath of my rejection.The tears flow uncontrollably down my cheeks as I find solace in the corner of the extravagant ballroom. The vibrant masquerade masks that once held a hint of hope now taunt me, mocking my shattered heart. The pain of rejection sears through my soul, consuming me from within.I had dared to dream, dared to believe that perhaps, just for a fleeting moment, I could experience the love and acceptance that had been denied to me for so long. But fate, in its twisted irony, had other plans.The whispers of the crowd echo in my ears, their words like venomous arrows piercing my already wounded spirit. The mask that conceals my identity feels like a shield against their judgment, but it cannot shield me from the agony that consumes me.A shadow falls over me, and I look up, hope flickering in my tear-filled eyes. It is Asher, my mate, the one whose rejection shattered my heart into a million irreparable fragments. He towers over me, his eyes filled with contempt."Look at you," he sneers, his voice dripping with disdain. "A pitiful excuse for a wolf, unworthy of love or companionship."His words strike me like a physical blow, leaving me gasping for air. The pain in his eyes mirrors my own, but instead of empathy, it is laced with cruelty. I had hoped he would offer solace, but instead, he adds salt to my already festering wounds."What did you expect, Bloom?" he continues, his voice laced with mocking laughter. "Did you honestly believe that someone like me would want a weakling like you as a mate? You're a disgrace to our kind."His words cut through me like a knife, each syllable a testament to my inadequacy. I struggle to find my voice, to defend myself against this onslaught of cruelty, but the tears choke my words, leaving me silenced and defenseless.Asher raises his hand, and before I can react, his fingers grip my arm with a vice-like grip. The pain shoots through me, a physical manifestation of the emotional anguish I bear. He squeezes tighter, his fingers digging into my skin."You're lucky I didn't reject you with a good beating," he hisses, his breath hot against my ear. "Consider yourself fortunate that I spared you that humiliation."My heart shatters anew, the remnants of hope crumble to dust. In that moment, I realize that not only have I been rejected, but I have become the object of his scorn and derision. I am a pitiful creature, unworthy of even a shred of compassion.The tears blur my vision as I stumble backward, desperate to escape this nightmare. But Asher follows, relentless in his pursuit of my pain."Run away, Bloom," he mocks, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "It's all you're good for. Just remember, you will always be alone. No one will ever want you."His words hang heavy in the air, suffocating me with their cruelty. The pain that radiates from my arm pales in comparison to the ache in my chest. The realization dawns upon me that love, acceptance, and happiness will forever remain elusive.I turn away from him, my shoulders hunched with defeat. The weight of his rejection bears down upon me, crushing my spirit. I retreat further into the shadows, seeking solace in the darkness that mirrors my inner turmoil.As the sobs wrack my body, I whisper into the void, my voice barely a whimper. "Why? Why must I endure such pain? What have I done to deserve this never-ending torment?"The echoes of Asher's cruel words still reverberate in my ears as a wave of despair crashes over me. But the torment doesn't end there. Fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humor, ready to heap more pain upon my fragile heart.Through tear-blurred eyes, I see Anastasia approaching, a wicked smile etched upon her face. She saunters toward Asher, her hips swaying with a confidence that pierces me like a knife. And then, in an act of betrayal that surpasses all comprehension, she kisses him, right in front of me.Their lips meet, and a surge of agony courses through me. The anguish of seeing my mate, the one who was supposed to complete me, entangled with my tormentor, is almost too much to bear. But I am rooted to the spot, incapable of tearing my gaze away from the scene unfolding before me.Asher breaks the kiss, a smirk playing on his lips as he glances in my direction. "You see, Bloom," he taunts, his voice dripping with malice. "Anastasia is the one who truly understands what it means to be desirable. You, on the other hand, are nothing but a pitiful creature."Anastasia, fueled by her triumph, steps closer to me, her eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. She raises her hand, and I brace myself for the impending blow. Her slap lands on my cheek with a resounding crack, sending pain coursing through my entire being. But I refuse to give her the satisfaction of a reaction."Look at you, Bloom," she sneers, her voice laced with venom. "You're nothing but a pathetic excuse for a wolf. Weak, worthless, and utterly undeserving of love or respect."Her words hit me like a barrage of arrows, each one finding its mark and tearing away a piece of my already fragile self-esteem. I feel the sting of tears welling up in my eyes, threatening to spill over, but I hold them back, refusing to grant Anastasia the satisfaction of witnessing my vulnerability.She continues her assault, her slaps raining down upon me with increasing force. Each strike ignites a fire of pain, but I bite my lip, willing myself to remain silent. I know that any response, any sign of weakness, will only fuel her sadistic pleasure."You're a stain on our family, Bloom," Anastasia spits, her voice dripping with disdain. "No one will ever want you. You're destined to be alone, forever."I feel my heart constrict at her words, the weight of her insults crushing my spirit. But deep within me, a flicker of defiance remains. It is a tiny spark, almost extinguished by the torrent of abuse, but it refuses to be snuffed out completely.Through tear-filled eyes, I look up at Anastasia, my voice barely a whisper. "Why?" I manage to choke out, my words raw with pain. "Why do you hate me so much? What have I done to deserve this cruelty?"Anastasia scoffs, her eyes filled with derision. "Deserve?" she mocks. "You don't deserve anything, Bloom. You're nothing but a burden, a constant reminder of our family's shame."The tears flow freely now, their warmth mingling with the rain of my shattered dreams. I feel the weight of their collective judgment pressing down upon me, suffocating me with their unrelenting cruelty.In the depths of my despair, I seek solace in the only escape I can find. The hidden room, tucked away from prying eyes, becomes my refuge from the cruelty of the world. With trembling hands, I uncork a bottle of wine, the rich aroma filling the air, and pour its contents into a glass.As I lift the glass to my lips, I can already taste the bitter sweetness of the alcohol, the promise of temporary oblivion. The first sip burns my throat, a painful reminder of the anguish that resides within me. But I persevere, seeking solace in the numbing embrace of intoxication.The wine flows freely, each subsequent sip erasing a fragment of the pain that clings to my heart. The room spins around me, its walls morphing into blurred shapes. I welcome the disorientation, as it offers a respite from the harsh reality that haunts me.The alcohol takes hold of my senses, loosening the shackles of despair that bind me." Can I join you???" I heard from behind,It was a masculine figure also in his masquerade mask just like me but unlike him I am hiding my tears behind my mask." Who are you"The Forgotten Mate 3. The One Night Stand. " Who are you????" I asked this man, His face hidden behind his Dragon mask. " Do you want to get drunk and sleep together" He asked me his voice with so much authority,My life was already ruined and there was no need trying risky things and so I gave him a glass of wine and he sat behind me. In the dimly lit room, where the scent of wine lingers heavy in the air, I find myself lost in a haze of intoxication. The weight of my sorrows presses upon me, threatening to crush my spirit entirely. But in the midst of my despair, a figure emerges from the shadows, his face concealed by a mask.As he draws near, stumbling slightly in his drunken state, I catch a glimpse of his eyes through the openings of his mask. They hold a glimmer of understanding, as if he, too, carries a burden that seeks solace in the numbing embrace of alcohol.He reaches for a bottle, his movements unsteady yet purposeful, and pours himself a drink. His hands shake, mat
The Forgotten Mate 4. The Baby. Months had passed since that fateful night, and yet the memory of the mysterious man lingered within the depths of my mind, a bittersweet reminder of the fleeting happiness he had brought me. But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, the pain of my existence persisted, unyielding in its relentless grip.An overwhelming weariness settled upon me, the weight of my suffering pushing me to the brink of surrender. My body, once strong and resilient, now felt weak and fragile. Nausea gripped my stomach, an unwelcome companion that plagued me day and night. Unable to bear it any longer, I sought the guidance of the chief maid, a woman who had shown me a semblance of kindness in this world of torment.I approached her, my steps slow and hesitant, as if the weight of my burden were physically dragging me down. She turned her gaze towards me, concern etched upon her face. Without uttering a single word, she knew something was amiss."Bloom,
The journey to the neighboring pack, ruled by the infamous Lycan King, was a torturous one. The rattling wagon bumped along the rugged terrain, each jolt sending shivers of pain through my battered body. The chains that bound me clinked and clanked with each movement, a constant reminder of my captivity.As the wagon rolled to a stop, my heart pounded in my chest. This was the moment I had feared—the moment when I would be handed over to a new master, a master rumored to be even more ruthless than my uncle. The pack guards opened the wagon doors, their eyes devoid of compassion or sympathy."Get out," one of the guards barked, grabbing my arm roughly and yanking me from the wagon. I stumbled, my weakened body struggling to keep up with their callous treatment. With each step, the weight of uncertainty pressed down upon me, mingling with the heaviness of my growing belly.We approached a grand palace, towering walls casting ominous shadows. The air crackled with a foreboding energy, as
The Forgotten Mate 6. Night finally came and I decided to rest my head a little but I couldn't, Thought on how I was going to survive with my unborn child in this evil place sent fear through my spine,My encounter with Alpha Liam, The Lycan King made it even worse,He had sent an immediate threat of death if I didn't do as I was told and it made me even wonder what my fate was." Are you asleep???" I heard a voice from a corner and I flinched.I had thought I was the only one in this room. Realising there was someone else made me astonished." Have you been here all this while????" I asked and she nodded. The figure was a Young lady just like me.She would be in her early adulthood, Or maybe just a few years away from teenage hood . She had beautiful red hair and she reminded me of my mother. Her eyes were swollen and her face pale.She was dressed in a rag and chains were in her legs chaining her to one spot. " Yes ….. I just decided to allow you to have your moment of realisation" she
7: A Harlot's DefianceThe room was filled with tension as I stood before Alpha Liam, my heart pounding in my chest. His piercing gaze felt like it could see right through me, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. I couldn't bring myself to meet his eyes, not after hearing the stories of his ruthlessness and cruelty. Praying silently to the moon goddess for strength, I approached him.As I walked past Ana, I could hear her whisper, filled with concern, "Oh, Bloom, what are you going to do?" Her words echoed my own fears.Standing in front of Alpha Liam, I kept my gaze fixed on the ground. I didn't dare look up at him, for I had only glimpsed his captivating features once before, and it had left me in awe. But that was before I learned about the rumors, the judgments that had already been passed about me."Go down on your knees!" Alpha Liam's voice thundered, causing me to flinch involuntarily. I was about to comply, but a guard forcefully pushed me down, leaving bruises as a pa
8 : Hall of Shame.If I could recall so well,Ana had said that Alpha Liam forbidded anyone to go into his main palace,That was why he had a chamber but He had just ordered me to come with him to his room." Me ????" I stuttered still shivering and under the storm." Is she really necessary for her to still be there" Austin said to Liam,He had noticed that I was already shivering and turning pale,I didn't want to freeze to death and at this rate ,I can't stop that from happening. Other maids and some occupants of the pack watched,Some felt pity for me and some wondered what I had down to amount to such death sentence." Yes !!!! If she's going to freeze to death then she should have by now , If she hasn't that means it's not happening!!!" Alpha Liam said, Austin stared at him in annoyance,He walked to the where I was kneeling and grabbed my hands ." Liam !!!!! She's turning cold and pale!!!,Free Her !!!" Austin yelled covering me up with my jacket." I said she can follow me to my roo
9 : Hall of Shame.Bloom's Pov..I hurriedly ran out of his room.My heart was racing like I was at the point of death. Memories of how he pinned me on his bed quickly flooded my mind. " Calm down !!! Calm down..Bloom…." I panicked and made my way to the cave." Bloom……." I Heard someone scream by name and I turned to see who it was. It was Austin, The aura around him was appeasing and I felt enchanted by it." Hi……." I stuttered and he smiled." Do you have difficulty speaking????" Austin laughed and I giggled." Thank you for the other day…I would have felt really sick if you didn't intervene" Thank you very much" I said." Nahhhh…It's fine,You should stay clear from Liam,He is merciless and strict!!!!" Austin said and I nodded." Uhmmm…." I was about to reply to Austin when I sighted Liam." Thank you for the other day..I should be on my way now…." I bowed and ran out, Liam's presence was now even more threatening." What did you do now ??,See the way she ran out" Austin sighed."
The Forgotten Mate 10. 10 : A solace reminder. Austin helped me up, The eyes that gazed at me seem to be back busy with one thing or the other,Ana was at the other side of the kitchen,She had whispered calm words, Something like you are safe now . I was only safe from another of Liam's wrath and Punishment because Austin had rescued me." You Finger….." Austin pointed at my pinky and it was then I realized the broken vase had cut deeply into my fingers and I was bleeding." I will be fine…." I said and dipped my finger in my mouth and it made Austin burst into laughter." How razz !!!!!" Liam said from behind and I quickly grabbed my mop to leave and I felt a tight grip on my wrist." Where are you going???? We were having a discussion weren't we ??? Why are you running off????" Austin said and I let go of his grasp, Liam's eyes already sent a message, He didn't like Austin to be around me or even seeing me around, It irritated him. I felt like he hated me more than any other slave