The Ruined Alpha Mate

CARMINE

I am a sheep.

They usually refer to me as that, and I rarely leave the house because I am constantly teased by them. I was twelve years old when I realized I couldn't do what they could. They bullied me, telling me that I should have been left on the farm with the other tamed animals.

They are the ravenous beasts, and I am the victim.

They almost murdered me because of what they were doing, there was no mistake about that. And how I wished I'd died so I wouldn't have to see them again.

"Carmine," my brother said through the door

of my room. I switched my gaze to him and moved my head.

"What?"

"Do you want to meet him now that they've arrived?"

I inhaled deeply and averted my gaze once more.

I already know he'll turn me down. When he first discovered that I am wolfless, it occurred to me that my partner might reject me. Even if he doesn't say anything, I'm sure he will. Who will accept me in this state? It also makes no difference what they do.

"Reject the heck out of me; I'm not interested in him anyway."

"Carmine, don't talk like that."

"Get out."

Without even looking at him, I placed my order. My hand was trembling, not because of what was happening right now, but because I was frightened they would notice what I was about to do. I took a deep breath and stared at the phone on the table.

I really hope nothing happens while Aly is still present. Please do not create any noise. I'm doomed and dead once I receive a message from Melissa.

"Don't talk to me without looking at me, and don't you ever talk to me while facing your back; I'm still older than you."

I blinked; I couldn't feel him, couldn't sense my brother's presence, couldn't smell him, couldn't scent what kind of wolf he was. I'm weak, and I have difficulties smelling, therefore, trouble has always been near me since I was a child.

I am certainly unique. Something was amiss with me from the start, with my blonde straight hair, ash eyes, and porcelain skin.

I am well aware that I am not one of them.

"Then leave if you don't want me like this," I exclaimed, my arm tightening in Aly's grip.

I winced as I examined his palm; I was also taken aback because he was already standing beside me, and I had not sensed his approach. He moved so quickly that the paper next to me moved due to the wind and his sudden movement.

"Aly! Let me go!" I yelled, but I couldn't get my brother's hand off of my arm. My eyes are already watering.

He is already hurting me.

"If you don't want any trouble, just follow us," he said, his deadly eyes fixed on me. "And you better mend yourself, it's embarrassing for the Granger family." I took a long breath.

He let go of me, but I could still feel the pressure of his fingers on my arm, which was now red. I despise him, and I despise being submissive to my brother. I have nothing against him because he is stronger than me, bigger and wiser than me.

When he was finally able to leave, I stood up, glanced in the mirror, and put on the black sweatshirt, jeans, and sneakers without hesitation so that I could depart fast. I also didn't put anything on my face and let my hair down.

I don't mind if I appear unkempt. Melissa had already called when I looked at the phone.

Before answering the phone, I shut the door and made sure that no one else attempting to come in here.

"Melissa, hi!" I was nervous.

"Carmine, the car is ready. Marco is with me too, is everything fine now?"

"Y -yes," I stuttered. "But I have a problem, Granger's family is here."

"What?! So how can you escape? You know Blake is strong, I know he feels what will happen."

I bit my lip, I haven't seen him yet, I don't know much about Blake yet. I took a deep breath and was forced to calm down.

"I'll just go with the flow, I know he'll reject me. After that, just wait for me outside the house. And careful, Aly is watching over me."

"Ugh! Your pathetic dumb brother."

"He's not dumb, Melissa. He's actually smarter and more creative than you," I barely laughed but I heard the annoyance in her voice.

"Whatever, don't carry too much. Just bring yourself safe before you join us. The bunker and group is ready."

"Fancy," I was about to speak but I heard a knock from the door.

"Carmine, darling. Please get down now, the food is ready. And they are already looking for you."

"Is that your mom?"

"Shit, I gotta hang this up now, please wait for me. And hide from Aly."

"We will. Good luck, Carmine."

I immediately turned off the call, I hid my cellphone in the pocket of my sweatshirt. I opened the door and gave the woman in front of me a forced smile.

"Hi, Anna." I said and waved.

"Carmine, I've told you a lot of times, call me mom."

She's not even my mom, she looked at me from head to toe.

"Hi, m -mom."

"And can't you wear anything else, darling? Dress? Skirt? Anything that would fit your body?"

"Nah, I'm good and comfortable with this."

"But you can't just show up to him like that."

Why does she even care.

"No, this is what I like."

"If that's what you want, come. Your dad and the family is already waiting."

As we began to walk, she grasped my hand and I bit my lower lip; as I approached them, I could feel my heart racing.

My eyes grew mischievous, and I began seeking for the greatest way to flee or run if our plan succeeded.

"Is that her?" I grew cold, hearing a woman's voice for the first time.

My head shook as I looked around the dining room at a woman and a guy who appeared to be in their fifties, sitting next to a young girl which looks like an eight years old. They all had dark hair and a commanding presence... notably the man in front of an empty seat.

"I'd want to introduce you to Carmine Red, my youngest child and my only daughter," dad said, his voice was demanding.

"Beautiful, very beautiful. She's an extraordinary."

I looked away from Mrs. Granger's compliments and stared at a man with jet black hair and electric blue eyes.

When I realized he was already staring at me, I swallowed. He's peering right into my soul, to be precise. Only now do I feel this way; I sense his heavy and frightening presence, and I'm clutching my chest to feel a peculiar weight.

"Carmine, are you all right?" Anna inquired, still holding my hand.

I ignored her because I was hypnotized by the man, who was still staring into my eyes, not moving or speaking.

"They're most likely looking and watching into each other's futures."

Is that what I should be seeing?

Fuck, I am really wolfless.

"No, he's probably thinking about rejecting me," I responded, a sneer on my face.

No one said anything, no one laughed, and no one moved.

I looked at my father, who was now glaring at me angrily, and Aly, who appeared to be about to preach to me. They just cannot do so since we have visitors.

I inhaled deeply and spoke once more.

"Isn't that true? He'll just reject me, so what's the point of discussing this if it won't work?"

"Manners, Carmine."

"Oh, I'm sorry; where have my manners gone? I just stated the truth. The show is over; you may all leave now."

"Carmine!" I wasn't even surprised when dad shouted my name out loud.

Because of my dissatisfaction and wrath, my lips parted, but they also touched as my jaw moved instinctively. Mrs. Granger appeared to be looking worried at my father.

"It's all right, Carlo; we understand how your child feels."

"No, this kind of behavior is not tolerated here; I apologize, Mrs. and Mr. Granger."

I sighed and returned my gaze to Blake. He has now averted his eyes away from me, but his hand is now closed and he appears to be angry.

What makes him so enraged, huh?

"Darling," Anna touched me again but I violently walked away from her. She was surprised at what I did, they all gasped.

"Come on, Blake. Just say the line. 'I, Blake Granger, rejecting you as my mate.' Isn't it that simple? Why are you taking so long?" I approached him and tugged his collar.

Aly stood up and removed my hand away from the man.

"Pull yourself together."

"Then stop this bullshit as well. If you don't want me to make a scene, then don't force me into this, mate thingy-- whatever."

"Did you learn this behavior from Melissa? I've known that kid is a horrible influence on you since the beginning."

"No, dad. And don't bring up my friend's name in here."

I would have faced Blake again, but I was shock, literally speechless, my eyes opened when I saw that he was now in front of me, and it was only now that I realized how tall this man.

My knees softened since I was already suffering from a headache. An Alpha, bloody hell. This is something Melissa has already informed me of. That you would feel weak when you are close or when your Alpha partner is angry.

Not only because to their power, but also due to their pungent and deadly odor.

"Do not take any steps back."

Hearing his harsh and deep voice startled me, and I felt my hair rise on my body as a result of what he said. I did exactly the opposite of what he suggested.

I took a step back, almost three steps away from him, and then turned to stare at them, trembling.

"If he doesn't reject me, then I will."

"Sit down, Carmine; I'm sure you won't like what I'm about to do to you," Dad threatened, but I was unfazed.

"I don't like what's going on right now."

When I took another step back, I noticed the couple already standing up, as if they were terrified of what I would do next. I'll just flee and will not bite them. Don't they realize I'm unable to shift?

"Another stride and you'll be dead."

"I'm not afraid." I told him, I can see the menace in his eyes immediately, but it doesn't bother me.

"Try me." Such an asshole.

I proceeded to move away until the soft seat behind me made me stop.

I took my phone inside the pocket of my sweater so they were all surprised, I pressed it against my ear and spoke.

"Melissa, now."

"Carmine what are you planning to do?!"

"Don't do this to us!"

"Sorry," I weakly said.

I capitalized on their inquiries. I turned quickly and forcefully, and because the door was open, I fled the home immediately. I can feel his presence behind me since he's my mate.

He took off running and began after me. Melissa, get a grip. Please bring the car for me.

"Carmine!" they yelled, but I continued running. When I heard a huge roar from behind me, I took quick and large steps, feeling deaf and afraid to continue racing.

I was taken aback when I turned around. A gigantic black wolf pursued me, with four long and large fangs, long claws and large feet, and black fur that moved with his running and the wind.

His blue eyes were lovely, yet delicate and lifeless.

He's transformed into a wolf! How is he doing that so fast?!

When I spotted the black sedan waiting at the gate, I accelerated my speed even faster.

"Melissa, open the door!" I yelled angrily.

Soon after, it opened, and I noticed her sitting there, her only emotion being dread, scared and nervous and worried as she awaited my entrance.

"Holy crap! Is that your fucking mate ?! And is that your brother ?!"

"Brother?!"

I looked back again and I was so scared to see the two of them chasing me.

"How can't they catch me?!"

"Carmine, hold my hand! Marco will start the car."

"What, no!"

I stretched my right hand and Melissa touched it, but the car was moving, making it impossible for me to run and causing agony in my legs.

I heard a tremendous roar again, and it was my brother, Aly, a brown wolf with dark eyes.

I could even look Blake in the eyes while sprinting and watching the automobile go.

My lower lip was bitten.

I can't see anything ...

I don't see myself with him in the future.

"Carmine!"

"Damn it!"

Blake's wolf let out a howl as he grabbed me from behind, widening my eyes and urging me to speed up my pace. My tears were streaming down my face as I felt the aching and pain in my back.

My sweater was ripped to shreds, including my freaking brassiere and I could feel the cold on my naked back, including the wound. My blood was also dripping. I cried even harder when Melissa eventually pulled me over and the wound on my back hit the vehicle seat.

"You're gushing blood!"

"Blake ... B- Blake scratched me."

"Damn, this is bad."

I looked at her.

"What do you mean? I just got away; they can't catch me now."

"This is a symbol, Carmine; he gave you a wound so he could feel you even though you were far away."

"What are you talking about? I just successfully escaped from my mate; there's no way he can locate me now."

She looked at me with trepidation.

"No, you can't get away from him as long as you have his mark."

I have ...

I have Blake's mark.