Once Rejected Now Wanted By Two

ISABELLA'S POV......

“I, Alpha Nathan Grayson of the blood moon pack, reject you, Isabella Walter, as my mate”

Tears stained my face as I watched my mate make that heartbreaking declaration. Alpha Nathan was rejecting me as his mate. For a moment I had thought that my life was about to take a new, better turn. I had thanked the moon goddess for making me the Alpha's mate.

I didn't realize I was crying until I tasted my own tears. My head was spinning the same as my world. Who was I kidding to think that a man as mighty as Alpha Nathan will accept me as his mate. He had hated me, the lowly omega, who is nothing less than a slave. An Omega for Alpha, Ha!

WE CAN NEVER BE MATE!

That was his exact word when I called him mate. My heart pubmed against my chest as I remembered the disgusting look he had on his face when he realized we were mated together and right there he had rejected me without thinking.

He was saying something but I couldn't understand what he was saying because of the spinning going round in my head. I watched him move close with a scowl on his face and before I could realize it, he was gripping my throat so hard that I found it hard to breathe. That was the second time he was gripping my throat in a few minutes.

Did he want to end me now that he had rejected me?

"Take your lowly self and get out of my room, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you!" He said all that through gritted teeth. He wasn't just disgusted by my presence, there was something else, Hatred. And it broke my heart into pieces that he hated me for no reason. It wasn't my fault that I was mated to him neither was it my own making that I was born this way, an Omega.

I staggered backward as he let his grip on my neck go.

With my tears streaming-face and my head bowing, afraid of seeing the hate in his face, I turned back and ran out of his room amidst heavy sobs.

It was in the middle of night with every living wolf except me and the Alpha who just rejected me, awake and probably another person, who knows.

The night breeze glazed through my skin and I smiled in my tears.

Few minutes ago, I was serving my punishment out here in the cold. It was the most liberal punishment I’ve received in a while, and I was delighted that it was merely to sleep outside. Inasmuch as the night was cold and eerie, it was much better than getting my skin battered from the countless number of whips.

I had laid down on the hard ground, trying so hard to figure out the best position to get balance. My back aches just as I struggled to get comfortable.

Just then, I had felt a sudden wave of excitement and unknowingly, a small smile curved on my lips. My head swirled slightly, and my heart thumped out of my chest.

Staying in the pack as an Omega exposed me to a series of gossip pertaining to finding a mate and how the process is in most cases. Most of them said it includes sudden excitement, goosebumps and sudden peace.

All of these were what I felt at that moment. I had placed my hands on my chest, watching how it thumped heavily and how my palms were becoming sweaty.

Suddenly, the cold night felt warm, and I cared less about anything that might have happened to me ever since I lived in the pack. I was engulfed with the need to meet the source of the sudden joy I felt in my heart.

And then, the scent came…something strong and unable to be ignored. My mate was close, and I could feel it deep inside my soul.

As though I were under a spell, I started walking back into the pack house. Nothing else mattered at this point, and I would rather not remember that I was given a punishment to spend the night outside.

I wanted to trace the root of this scent… I wanted to find my mate! I wanted to get saved by him and leave this pack that tormented me all my life.

My breath was almost becoming unsteady just as I quickened my pace, running slightly and searching around the house.

I was so carried away that I had no idea where my legs were heading. Not only that, but I knew my wolf was helping out to lead me to my mate, and I made no effort to stop her.

And almost immediately, I stopped walking and turned to face the door. A feeling of nostalgia enveloped me just as my heart beat lessened. I knew that room and it was this room that was the reason I was asked to spend the night outside.

My body quivered at that thought just as I stretched out my hands towards the door knob.