What is the reason? What type of twist is this? Esteemed deity, I implore you. This shall serve merely as a prelude to my imminent encounter with my destined partner. This cannot be the conclusion. I cannot accept being an unchosen partner and spend the remainder of my life without companionship.
“Are you genuinely enquiring about that?” he rasped, constricting his hold on my hand. “Observe yourself. You resemble a fleeting breeze. I could easily dismiss you, and that would conclude your existence. The moon goddess must have been deranged to designate a feeble wolf like you as my mate.”
His cruel remarks pierced my heart, leaving me with no choice but to weep.
“What can a she-wolf as feeble as you provide for me and my pack? With you as my Luna, my existence will deteriorate. You will merely tarnish my legacy and transform me into a mere mockery. I shall never permit that to occur. Therefore, you should acquiesce to the rejection and we shall part ways as if this repugnant meeting never transpired,”
I desired for the earth to engulf me. His words devastated my heart. Even if I desired to comply with his request, I am unable to do so. How can I take his rejection in the absence of a wolf?
“I cannot accept your rejection,” I lamented, gazing down at my feet. I was unable to confront his intense gaze.
“And why is that?” he enquired. “Why are you unable to accept my rejection?”
“I cannot accept your rejection as I possess no wolf,” I confessed.
“What is it?”
“I do not possess a wolf. Not at this moment,”
“You must be joking!” he derided, releasing my hand. “What was I expected to do with you? How could the moon goddess provide me with a mate devoid of a wolf?”
“I anticipated that upon encountering my mate, our bond would awaken my wolf side,” I stammered.
“That is unacceptable!” He rebuked me, “You are ineffectual, and nothing will alter that. I will state this only once, so pay attention. Never, under any circumstances, present yourself before me again. Do you comprehend?”
I trembled at his words, weeping intensely from the anguish in my heart. This has been the most dreadful day of my life, and it continues to deteriorate.
My friend not only rejected me but is also subjecting me to public humiliation. What actions warranted this harshness towards me?
I glimpsed Mother approaching us angrily from the periphery of my vision. She was seething with rage, evident in her eyes and her stride.
She approached our position and positioned herself in front of me, obstructing the Alpha with her body.
“Alpha, how dare you disgrace my beloved daughter?” she enquired, seemingly unfazed by his reputation as the “ruthless” Alpha. “How could you cause my daughter to weep?”
“And who are you?” he shouted in exasperation, tousling his hair.
“I am her mother, and I will not passively observe your humiliation of her,” she responded.
He emitted a dry chuckle, regarding his mother with evident scorn.
“You are the mother of such a feeble being, and you have the audacity to vocalise it? That is lamentable!” He replied, “Just remove yourself from my presence and take your repugnant daughter with you.”
I perceived a resounding rumble. I believed it originated from my friend, but I was mistaken. The menacing growls emanated from my father.
My heart surged with delight; at last, my father was supporting me in a crisis. It was the inaugural occasion he was defending me, or so I believed till he spoke his thoughts.
“Alpha,” he bellowed, “I am less perturbed by your potential rejection of my frail daughter as your partner, but I will not tolerate your disrespect towards my mate.”
My elation diminished, and my heart descended into a sea of sorrow. It was foolish of me to believe that Father was present to defend me.
No one will ever love me as I aspire to be loved. My mother loves me, yet that is insufficient. I require a mate bond and mate love, and it pains me to realise that I can never attain it.
“No offence, Beta, but I find it hard to believe you bore such a feeble daughter. Consider your own strength and valour; it simply does not correlate,” the Alpha derided.
“It is a destiny from which I cannot flee, regardless of my aversion to it. Therefore, I am indifferent to your rejection of her. Had I the ability, I would have disavowed her as my daughter,” Father stated.
I could not remain any longer. This represented the culmination; they had beyond acceptable limits with their harsh remarks.
I pivoted and hastily exited the hall, disregarding Mother’s persistent calls of my name.
I must distance myself from my father and my partner who has just rejected me.
