Warming up in the training area, I stretch my muscles and ensure I'm ready for training. I run my five laps and sweat is already dripping off of me.
Wipping my face and neck with a towel as I make my way over to the sparring rings, I don't see Beta Jeff, so I stand against the wall and wait for him while watching others train.
The hair on the back of my neck stands up and I feel my entire body perk up. No, not again. Why does the moon goddess keep doing this to me? I cursed myself for not taking my shot this morning.
I turn slowly and hear a low growl that sends shivers down my spine and goosebumps cover my entire body. It's the alpha's son. Why does it always have to be alphas?
He makes his way over to me and I can feel all eyes on us. I know what is coming and I'm not ready for it, even though a small part of me does hope that the worst doesn't happen, but I am me and he is... Well, the alpha's son.
My breath catches in my throat as I look up into his dark brown eyes. I don't understand why the moon goddess chose him. He is only 19 and I'm almost 24 years old.
His gaze sweeps over me, assessing me, and clearly, I'm lacking. I watch as his face turns from intrigue to utter disgust at what he sees. My pants are torn in several places, my shirt is two sizes too big, and my messy bun is a disaster.
To say that I look like a hot mess would be an understatement, where he is a piece of art. His black cargo pants, white T-shirt and tousled brown hair just showed me exactly why I'm not good enough to be his mate. I bet his underwear doesn't have holes in them, like mine, and that his socks actually matched.
He cups my face in his hand and his touch sends delicious shivers down my entire body. It's warm and inviting and calms my wolf down. The feeling is just cruel because I know I will never feel it again.
My mate looks down at me as he rubs his thumb over my cheek and it feels like home,
"You are pretty, I'll give you that. But you have nothing to offer me. You bring nothing to the table. You have nothing and you are nothing."
His words cut deep. Why did he have to be so cruel about it? He could have just said the words, but no... he had to be cruel. I allow the pain to seep into my soul and solidify my decision to go to the witch.
This will be the last time I will feel this pain. This is the last time I will allow anyone to hurt me this way. This will always be known as my breaking point—no more after this.
My heart breaks as the words leave his lips,
"I alpha Nolan reject you, Bella,"
his face twists into a pained expression and I want to savour this moment, but my own soul is breaking apart. We both fall to our knees and I listen to him screaming out in pain.
Ever since the shifter world found out that the moon goddess would give you more than one mate, they have taken advantage of it, but this is the part they don't tell you about. The pain. The moment that two souls rip apart from the bond that the goddess herself made for you. This is my third time dealing with this, and I will not allow it to happen again.
I bite down on my teeth, keeping my screams in. It is like someone injected silver straight into your veins. I look at him, riving in pain on the floor. I hope this was worth it to him.
I push myself up to my feet. I can't bare to look at him anymore. I would much rather suffer on my own, away from prying eyes. I hear him throwing up as soon as I turn my back on him.
This is what I get for hoping that maybe one of them will actually accept me. Hope only equals pain.
I stumble to the door on wobbly legs. Holding my chest with one hand as the other is outstretched in front of me, ready to catch me if I fall again.
Everyone is staring at me and I hear their whispers,
"Oh my goddess, she was rejected by an alpha."
"Why would the moon goddess pair him with someone like her?"
"This is her third rejection. You think she would have learned her lesson by now."
Don't they know I have no choice in who my mate is and that there is only one way to stop a mating bond from forming?
As soon as I reach the door, Megan is there. She catches me as I stumble forward,
"Are you alright?"
she asked, panicked. The pain intensifies when I try to say,
"rejected,"
and new tears run down my cheeks.
She helped me to my brother's room in the pack house. She bangs on the door so hard I was afraid she would knock it down. The door swung open and I could clearly see the irritation on his face. However, the moment he saw me, my brother grabbed me from her and carried me inside.
His new mate, Ray-Lee, was also in the room, helping them to pack his stuff. Shit, I forgot they were moving today. Her face goes pale when she sees me and I know she is having a vision.
Another wave of pain hits me and I just let it all out. A vicious scream rips from my lips and I curl myself into a small ball on his bed. My soul is literally ripping itself apart and my wolf is paralysed with pain inside of me. I know she is pulling as much of the pain into herself as she can, but we are one, and our souls are intertwined as well.
After hours of being consumed with pain, I can finally stand on unsteady legs. My brother sighs as I push the small black box towards him,
"I hate doing this,"
"I know, but I do appreciate it,"
I tell him as he opens the box.
He flicks the injection with his finger to make sure all the air bubbles are out before he jams it into my ass. I curse him as the green-blackish liquid flows into me. Burning all sorts of hell out of me. I watch the veins in my hands turn black and my entire body starts to shake and convulse on the bed right before my skin ripples and my body settles down.
Finally, my wolf is knocked out again and I feel like I can breathe,
"5 days, that is how long it took the last dose to work out of your system,"
I nod because I know what he is saying. When I started with the injections, I had to take one a month. My body is burning through the serum faster.
"Can't you contact the chemist?"
my head snapped to him,
"Don't say his name aloud. Do you want the entire pack to know?"
"I'm sorry,"
he said quickly. I took the needle from him and placed it back into the box before closing the lid.
"I know what this means and I have already contacted him. He can not up my dose,"
A worried look sweeps over all their faces and I feel so bad for snapping at Daniel. He only tried to help me after all.