"I, Alpha Miller, hereby reject you, Isla Higgins, as my mate and Luna of the Pembroke pack," he said with a smirk as his beta pinned me against the wall. My heart shattered into a thousand pieces, and I felt a physical ache in my body as pain penetrated through me.

“There is no competition here.” Mora piped up as she wrapped herself around my fated mate.

That hurt.

A lot.

It hurt me, even more, when he pulled Mora Evans into his chest and kissed her with such passion and lust.

How could he do this to me? I was supposed to be his fated mate. Not that nasty girl that everyone seemed to love and adore. I glared at her in frustration. I wanted to punch the life out of her fake image. This was the girl who had taken everything from me, she had made my life hell from as far back as I could remember.

“You do not deserve such good things in your pathetic life. Even your own sister despises you and your brother is not even here.” Alpha Miller added with a chuckle.

“Come on, baby. Let's get out of here. It stinks so bad I might be sick.” Mora said, pretending to throw up. I hated her more than anything in this world.

She knew what she was doing and she knew that she had won. Smirking at me she walked away hand in hand with the alpha who rejected me. His beta let me go and I fell to the ground emotionless. I wasn’t going to give them or anyone the satisfaction of seeing me cry.

Oh no. I knew I had to be stronger than this.

“The moon goddess must have been crazy to pair a fatty like you with our alpha.” The beta laughed as he walked off back to his alphas shadows. I scowled at them as they got further into the distance.

“Your regret everything you ever did to me,” I muttered under my breath. I promised myself that they would pay for this one day.

A small figure rushed over to me and knelt in front. “Are you ok?” I looked to see it was Aly, one of the omegas. We had become good friends over the years. I wasn’t an omega but I was treated worse than them by the people who were supposed to care about me.

Today was my eighteenth birthday and I had woken up so excited to find my mate. So you can imagine how disappointed I was when I came to find that the delicious scent of caramel was the new alpha of our pack.

Twenty-year-old Miller was gorgeous, tall with dark hair and a smile that sent anyone to their knees. He had the looks but carried a heart that cared about nothing but his selfish wants and needs.

I had no idea how the moon goddess could pair me with such a partner. He hated me and I would never be good enough for someone as powerful as him.

I’m not ugly but I’m also no Mora Evans. Unlike her skinny figure and beautiful brunette hair, I have a more curvy figure with curly black shoulder-length hair. My eyes are a dark green colour that nobody in our pack has. I’m like an outcast for my looks. I was nothing like my mother or my father. People often joked that I was found under a tree.

I knew that My mother loved me no matter what. She never treated me any different to my siblings. Cora and Daniel were popular and stuck up for me many times but I guess even they had enough of protecting the little sister who was never going to go anywhere in life. Cora was one year older than me and Daniel was three years older. Over the years Cora had become more and more distant from me. She would barely speak to me let alone acknowledge me. If we weren’t from the same blood family then she would be a lot happier. She was a spoilt brat now. Daniel and I had always been close. He always had my back. I missed him so much.

I noticed my sister, Cora walked straight passed me and pretended not to see me whereas Daniel was away for a few weeks training on a course. I know that things would be different if he were here.

Miller had been made alpha when our previous alpha fell seriously Unwell. He had been a good leader for our pack. Nobody picked on me around him and I felt safe but now that Miller was the alpha and it was pretty obvious he was going to take Mora as his chosen mate and Luna. I knew he would never accept me as his mate. I was nowhere near as perfect as Mora.

Although I had learnt from a young age to fight and trained with my brother. He taught me everything that he knew, maybe that’s why I never got beaten just teased constantly. Aly was convinced that they were afraid of me since my brother was one of our best fighters in the pack. My parents did not want to let me go off to train as a fighter, they felt I was better off at home. Daniel told me they were just worried I would be better than him.

Aly poked me to bring me back to reality. I shook my head and smiled to let her know that I was fine. Even though inside I was a burning mess of emotion and pain.

Stupid arse.

Why did he have to be my mate?

For years I had dreamt of finding my mate and being happy away from this sorry excuse of a pack.

“Isla, are you ok?” She repeated for the millionth time.

“Thanks, Aly but I’m fine.” She helped me up and I brushed myself off.

“Well if you’re sure. I have to get back to work now.” She said sadly before scurrying off to load more dishes into the huge dining hall.

Miller was throwing a big party in celebration of the beta's birthday. We shared a birthday but mine was never as important as his. I was not bothered anyway, dressing up and the fancy party’s bored me to death.

We were one of the largest packs in America and our neighbouring packs were also coming along so it was going to be very packed.

My sister was so excited to dress up and had no time for me so I didn’t bother her. I headed to my bedroom and locked the door.