Chapter 2 Pain of Rejection

Jasmine’s P.O.V.

“How the hell it’s possible that you are my mate. Moon Goddess must be joking.”

He looked at me with disbelief.

The handsome male standing in front of me was none other than Alpha Benjamin Franklin of our Blood Moon Pack. My dreams shattered after hearing his disappointment, my happiness disappeared in thin air as my wolf started calling his wolf.

“I, Benjamin Franklin, Alpha of Blood Moon pack, reject you, Jasmine Adams, as my mate and future Luna of this pack.”

I collapsed on the ground with the pain of a thousand arrows piercing my heart. My breath was stuck in my throat, obstructing my airways.

“Accept your rejection, you filthy freak.” He growled furiously.

“I, Jasmine Adams, accept your rejection as your mate and future Luna of Blood Moon pack.” My words came out of my mouth with scream.

“Good, you are not allowed to tell others about this mistake.”

He commanded me with his Alpha tone and turned his head away with disgust.

“Yes, Alpha.”

I replied and lost consciousness at the spot.

I woke up with pain in every inch of my body, and found myself in a forest, covered in a sack. My torn dress was also thrown beside me.

As I came back to my senses, earlier events flashed across my mind, and the pain of rejection made me scream again. My wolf was whimpering in the corner of my mind, and my whole body felt like it was on fire.

I gathered some courage, picked up my clothes and went to the pack house. It was already late at night, so no one was outside. So I reached my room without getting spotted. After locking my room, I was on the way to the bathroom when I saw my own reflection in the mirror.

My lean body was covered with bite marks and my blonde hairs were a mess, blue eyes were swollen red due to constant crying. My fair complexion was pale like I was sick for a long time.

“Look mom, that’s what my long-awaited mate did to me.”

I went into the bathroom while crying and took a shower. I wrapped myself with a towel and mourned for my rejection for the rest of the night.

………..

Days are passing monotonously in the mansion of Lycan King Alexander Maximus, the King of all shifter kind. He has lived for over 10 centuries and has seen every kind of conflict and tussle. Despite his god-like appearance: 7 feet (2.13m) tall muscular body, black smooth hair and hazel eyes, his Erasthai is still nowhere to be found, and he has lost his hope for her a long time ago. The kingdom is peaceful recently, so he is leisurely sitting near a window buried deep in his thoughts.

Alexander’s P.O.V.

“You should mark an eligible Lycan as your Erasthai and the Queen of this Kingdom. Your future will be better this way”.

A cruel witch informed me after performing a tracking spell.

“What do you mean, Rory. I am here for you to look for my Erasthai, not for useless suggestions.” I growled angrily.

“Your Majesty, your Erasthai is nowhere to be found. Several tracking spells have failed over the course of 10 years. I have deducted your future from stars, your Erasthai will be a curse to your life. She’ll be dangerous for the safety of the kingdom.”

I slit her throat after that. How dare she say such preposterous words about my Erasthai.”

I remembered that witch’s incident 3 centuries ago that made my hopes disappear. Elijah (My advisor and Beta of my Pack) came to study and bowed his head in submission.

“The rogue problem in the west has been solved by our warriors. Alphas of west are here to show their gratitude towards your kindness. They are asking for an audience, Your Majesty. What’s your command?”

He bowed his head again and waited for orders.

When he heard no reply for 5 minutes, he raised his head and noticed that I was deep in my thoughts.

“Your Majesty?”

I was startled by his voice. “Yes, what were you saying?”

“I was asking about meeting with west Alphas as their rogue problem has been solved.”

“Deal them by yourself. Don’t bother me for trivial matters.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Elijah bowed his head again. Then he proceeded with caution,

“Is there anything bothering you, Your Majesty?”

Elijah was my childhood friend and advisor since the beginning of my rule. He saw me lost in my thoughts and got worried as it was rare to see me like this.

“Nothing special” I sighed.

“I am bored with this monotonous life; I think I am sick and tired of this.”

“Oh, I see. What about a tour of your Kingdom, my King? Your subjects will be honored to have this opportunity to serve you.” Elijah suggested.

“Not this, Elijah. I don’t intend to bother them with all the commotion. It’ll be inconvenient for everyone.”

Seeing my utter refusal, an idea came to his mind. “What about having a trip to human towns as commoners? There’s a lot of fun and entertainment in their lives, what about experiencing them in person?”

I thought about it for some time and replied. “As you say, Elijah. Let’s go to visit human towns. Prepare your bags, too. You are coming with me with your Erasthai.

Don’t bother for Royal security, just prepare 6,7 warriors to go with us.”

Elijah became excited and replied happily.

“Yes, your Majesty, I’ll be on it.”

He bowed his head and left hurriedly.