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~Elena~
I am an Omega, the lowest rank in the wolf packs, the rejected, the despised. I never bother about being an Omega or serving my fellow wolves as long as my family is right beside me.
My bed of roses turned into a bed of thorns when I clocked eighteen. I discovered that my mate is the beta, and he has pronounced rejection upon me. My heart is torn and my life has turned complicated. Is this how it feels to be rejected by your mate?
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I trudged slowly to the castle, mincing a determination that I had made earlier. I walked up to the gate and told the guard whom I sought. He scowled at me and turned to open the gate, I made to walk in but got shoved aside roughly.
“Fix your ass right there, useless Omega!" He snapped and the Gamma girls behind me laughed mockingly as they flounced into the castle. I got up and flicked the dust away from my clothes.
I am used to such humiliation, it starts like a drizzle when you are little and increases to a storm as you increase in age. The Omegas are regarded as outcasts in the wolf kingdom because of their weakness, it’s unfortunate that I happen to be among these Omegas.
My life is filled with hard labor, humiliation, and notwithstanding, a happy family that will always stand by me. I fell into this turbulent situation a few days after celebrating my eighteenth birthday. I can vividly remember the shocking encounter that not only affected me, but the whole Omegas in Dark Moon pack.
The guard’s disdainful snort snapped me out of the reverie that brought me to the castle.
"Who the hell do you say you want to see?" he sneered and aggressively waved his hands in my direction.
“Beta Nathan,” I replied calmly.
“What do you want with him?” he pressed further, his irritating questions slowly getting on my nerves.
“I must deliver it myself,” I replied in an impatient tone. He glared at my confidence and waved me towards the gate.
“Hey, Omar, take her to the Beta!” He snapped at a guard and shoved me in. I staggered and almost dropped to the ground but the assigned guard caught me by the waist. I stared into his green orbs and swallowed hard, for the first time since I discovered my mate, I acknowledged the charms of another man, perhaps, because the Beta had a similar eye color.
He led me to the court garden and in a sweet, gentle tone he told me to wait while he got the Beta. I gave him a charming smile and he gave me a long, unusual stare before staggering away.
I looked around the garden, this is the same garden where he pronounced rejection upon me, where he severed our bond and shattered my heart. I will severe the last string that binds us together. It all started during the day but it will end at night, a night of rejection, a night of depression, a night that will change our lives forever.
I was picking barley when he saw me, I felt that sensation, I perceived that peculiar scent that got me looking up from my work, and there he stood, in the middle of some guards, staring intently at me. It seemed like we were the only ones standing in the barley field. My heart skipped many beats, my temperature rose by many degrees, and my arteries stopped functioning for the minutes it took him to stride over to me. His green eyes burned into mine, his scent enveloped my sense of reasoning. His voice came out rough and husky as he muttered the word “mate.”
I thought he loved me when he called me 'mate', everyone in the Omega community rejoiced, they all had the hope of being liberated through me and the Beta, and they all thanked the Moon goddess for bonding us together.
But, a few days after celebrating the discovery of my mate, I was sent to this garden. Right at this spot was where we stood, under the full moonlight. His green eyes were dark, it was blank, holding no emotions that I could clench onto. His voice came out the same way it did when he called me 'mate', rough and husky.
“I, Nathan Luis, reject you as my mate.”
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