Two Alphas Can’t Be Rejected

Aria POV

My life wasn’t always the best, it wasn’t perfect either but I was happy. Being an omega, it was unusual to be happy when everyone around despised you but I was.

I let desire take the best of me and that led to my life falling apart. The fall of my life began when I chose to remove everything that had meaning to it when I rejected not just one but two alphas and not only just any alphas but the most powerful Alphas in the whole west.

I was a fairly glad omega. You don’t see that a lot these days as the life of an omega was always meant to be a miserable one. That was bound to happen when you are the most hated set of people in the entire pack.

That wasn’t the case for me. I wasn’t happy because I was an omega, I was happy because even though everyone hated me, there was one person who cherished me. He was an omega like me but not my mate. I was comfortable with him and with him, I didn’t need to do much.

I didn’t need to be up to a certain standard. We were just enough for each other. We completed each other but he was taken away from me because I didn’t think about the consequences of rejecting a powerful being.

It all started during the peace anniversary between the Silver moon pack which was my pack, headed by Alpha Collin, and the midnight pack which was headed by the twins; Alpha Alexander and Alpha Ethan. It was the anniversary of the end of the war between the two packs which happened a decade ago.

A day where people go around with fake smiles even though hatred bore in their hearts. Even with the peace anniversary, it didn’t stop people from remembering how much the midnight pack had taken from them. How many people had died in their hands and how they walked about like nothing happened?

“Hurry up with what you are doing, we don’t have the time!” the head of staff screamed at me even though she knew I couldn’t go faster than I already was. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes but I knew where that would lead me. When I was done scrubbing the floor, I stood up and was greeted with an ache in my back.

I ran straight to get the dusters from the storage and began work, dusting the frames in the hallway, the artworks, and the antiques.

Doing that still sent shivers through my spine because I remembered the day I broke an antique, the broken piece was used to create a mark on my back as punishment. I was 12 at that time.

My late mother stood there not sure what to do. She didn’t have a say. She was an omega too. The only thing she could do was take me and attend to my injury while she cried; assuring me it would soon be over.

But it didn’t stop. As a matter of fact, she left me all alone in the world and I had to deal with it by myself.

I tried to shake my head to shut off all the pain but it came rushing back. I still remembered when my mother died from a leg infection in her room, I was forced to work all day. The medications weren’t effective and she needed proper medical help, but I was dismissed when I brought it up.

I still remember the words I was told. “The doctors can’t waste their knowledge on people with no privileges”. After her death, they thought giving her a proper burial was them doing me a favor but they didn’t realize how much hatred I bore for all of them, but who was I kidding. Even if I hated them, there was nothing an omega could do.

“Pssssst” I heard someone from below the room I was cleaning. I looked down and my eyes met with his intense brown eyes which looked up at me with nothing but affection. He had his hair slicked back and even though the clothes he wore weren’t the best, he still looked handsome under the moonlight

“What are you doing here Patrick?” I looked around as I whispered to make sure no one was going to hear me.

“I came to see my love one more time before the party starts.” He smiled cheekily which led me to smile, shaking my head.

I brought the towel to the window frame as I scrubbed. “You shouldn’t be here, you know that”

“I couldn’t help myself. Do you know how it feels when I don’t see you for a second” he frowned at me. “It feels like I am being starved”

I smiled playfully at him. “Well you can see me now, can’t you?”

He bit his bottom lips as he shook his head, “Sometimes seeing is just not enough”

“I can’t be with you now and you know that”

“No one has to know” he looked around for a while and then looked up at me. “There is no one here”

“I know but someone is going to try and stop me if I decide to go downstairs to you”

He looked at the window frame which I sat on and then he grinned. I flung my eyes open as I shook my head vigorously. “I am not jumping all the way down”

“Come on, I’d catch you” he urged me. “Would you rather come all the way downstairs and risk getting caught?”

“No, I would rather stay where I am and not get punished”

“No one would know anything”

I sighed in frustration. “Patrick, I will get hurt…”

He cut me short. “Aria, you have to trust me. I would rather fall off a cliff than let you get hurt”

I bit back my smile as I dropped the napkin which I used. I was on the second to the last floor of the mansion so I knew I could jump. I looked around to make sure no one was coming and then I lifted my dress up to make sure nothing obstructed me.

I looked at Patrick who was ready to catch me.

“Ok here I come,” I said, jumping down and making sure I landed close to him, but I overestimated him. The moment I landed on his outstretched arm, I tipped him over, leading to both of us falling straight to the floor

Laughter erupted from both of us. “What the hell was that!” I cursed at him still laughing.

“At least I am the one who got hurt” he groaned which gave me the clue to get off him. I stood up and he stood up as well, cupping my chin and looking into my eyes which made my knees buckle. My breathing increased as his eyes fell on my lips.

He brought his lips to mine and the usual warmness filled my body. I breathed in sharply as I savored that moment. His arms around my waist felt like heaven. I didn’t feel angry about my mother anymore but rather I felt loved.

“I brought something for you,” he said and without waiting for me to ask, he ran to the back of the building and returned with a flower. He smiled as he gave it to me.

“Beautiful women deserve beautiful things,” he said, watching as I looked at the fresh set of roses with a smile on my face. I ran my fingers across it as I stared at it in admiration.

“Marry me Aria, let's run away together” I heard him say and my heart skipped. I tore my eyes from the roses and looked at him. He was a man in love; a man who would do anything for me. This wasn’t the first time he had asked.

“I know we aren’t mates, but we are in love and we are the best for each other”

“Patrick” I tried to speak but no words came out. I was tired of saying no. I knew there was no other person who was better than he was for me. “I will get married to you but not now. Let’s wait till after the celebration.

His eyes lit up when I said that as he hugged me earnestly.

That was a mistake, I shouldn’t have said that, I should have just said yes there and then but I wanted more time to think and that same time cost me everything.

My life fell apart during that same celebration.