"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 me, 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, and 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 wouldn’t 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 alpha’s shadows. I scowled at them as they got further into the distance.
“You regret everything you ever did to me,” I muttered. 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 been 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 curvier 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 differently from my siblings. Cora and Daniel had stuck up for me many times, but I guess even they had enough of protecting the little sister who would never go anywhere in life. Cora was one year older than me, and Daniel was three years older. Over the years, Cora had become increasingly distant from me. She would barely speak to me, let alone acknowledge me. If we weren’t from the same blood family, she would be much 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 past 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, it was apparent that he would 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 learned early to fight and train with my brother, he taught me everything that he knew, and that’s why I never got beaten, just teased constantly. Aly was convinced they feared 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, and 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 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 must get back to work now.” She said sadly before hurrying to load more dishes into the vast 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 parties bored me.
We were one of the largest packs in America, and our neighbouring packs were also coming along, so it would 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.
Sitting on my bed, I thought about how much better life would be without me in this pack. What good was I for it when I’d been rejected and would soon be an even bigger laughingstock? The word would quickly get around: the godly alpha miller rejected that fatty Isla. I hated that he was so good-looking and couldn’t help but feel a little sad.