Chapter 47 90
BLURB
"I, Alpha Roanoth, reject you, Elyndra, as my mate and Luna."
The words hit my face like a hard slap, my knees buckled, making me land on the floor with a thud, vision blurred as I stared at him through my teary lashes.
"And," he continued, his frown deepening as his eyes landed on me, "you are hereby banned from this Pack. If you ever step on this territory, you will be killed."
My heart skipped a beat, I couldn't believe it. I watched as he walked away past me, holding my best friend in his arms, looking at her with eyes he only had for me. I tried to explain, I tried to speak but my words fell on deaf ears.
Nyxara, my longest best friend, drugged me and paid a guard to pretend as if we were having sex then purposely led Roanoth to my chambers at that time. It was a foul play, one that everyone was supposed to see through, but it was as if no one was willing to listen to me, almost as if they were waiting for a day like this. To discard me, my whole three years dedicated to Roanoth and the Silver Moon Pack was thrown away into the bin, as if I were nothing.
Desveated, I accepted my punishment and fled the werewolf realm, where I was instructed by my mother to live with my step brother, Gorvyn, in the human world. I waited at the airport for a long time, just as I was about losing hope, he arrived, but the most shocking thing ever. I felt it, the undeniable pull of a mate bond. My stepbrother who hated me so much was revealed to be my second chance mate. What was I going to do?
Chapter One
Elyndra's POV
"I, Alpha Roanoth, reject you, Elyndra, as my mate and Luna."
The words hit my face like a hard slap, a physical blow that sucked out all the air from my lungs. My knees buckled, making me land on the cold stone floor with a thud. My vision blurred, a kaleidoscope of shattered trust and betrayal, as I stared up at him through my teary lashes. My wolf shrieked, her heart was breaking into a million pieces, she was wincing and howling in pain. And so was I.
"And," he continued, his voice devoid of any warmth, his frown deepened as his eyes, once filled with love and admiration, landed on me with disgust. "You're hereby banned from this Pack. If you ever step on this territory again, you will be killed on sight. You're a disgrace to us all, an eyesore."
My breath hitched, my heart skipped a beat, then began to hammer against my ribs like a caged animal. I couldn't believe it, this couldn't be real. A silent scream was caught up in my throat.
I watched as he walked past me, past the crumpled heap that was once his destined and beloved mate. I watched as he held Nyxara, my longest oldest best friend, in his arms,
"I made a mistake," Roanoth said, his amber eyes fixed on her, filled with the same protectiveness, the same soft adoration he had only ever had for me. "I should rejected you on the first day of the mating ceremony," he spat, his eyes now turning to me, "Nyxara always told me how you were just using me-"
"No-"
"Silence!" He snapped, "Thought I'd never figure it out? That you were sleeping with my guard behind my back?!" He snarled, "You're lucky you're even alive, Nyxara here, pleaded for your life,"
My mind reeled, I wanted to explain, I wanted to speak, to scream, to rip apart the lies that had been woven around me, but my words would only fall on deaf ears. Everyone in the council room stared at me with disgust, hatred and pity. Elders, maids and guards who once respected me now looked at me as if I were nothing.
My eyes caught Nyxara's gaze. A sly smile tugged on her lips as she stared at me. This was what she had always wanted, my happiness, my own life. She had drugged me, then paid a guard to pretend as if we were having a sex in my chambers, then purposely led Roanoth to my chambers at the damning moment. It was a foul play, a betrayal so crude, one that anyone sensible could have seen through. But no one was willing to listen, the physician had also denied the fact that he found some substances in my blood. I was doomed.
A tear slid down my cheeks. My whole three years dedicated to Roanoth and Silver moon pack, every sacrifice, every ounce of loyalty, was thrown away as if I were nothing more than refuse.
"I..." My voice trembled, a pathetic whisper, as I tried to speak. Pleasing would be useless, I've tried for days. The only thing I had to do now was to accept my fate. "I accept my punishment."
"Good." Roanoth spat, then turned away with Nyxara in his arms. I watched as they exited the council room, my heart ached as the realization had dawned to me.
Roanoth, in the end, picked Nyxara over me.
Three Months Later.
"Do I really have to, Mom?" I asked, my voice flat. My mother, whose back was on me, was busy texting on...what do they call it again? A phone? Her fingers flew across the tiny screen, brows furrowed in concentration.
"Yes, you do, sweetheart," she said, finally raising her, her eyes holding a stubborn resolve. "It's the only option you have now."
"Why can't I just live with you?"
She sighed, a sign of exhaustion, "Honey, my apartment is far too small to contain all four of us, that is, minus your step-father," she waved a hand vaguely around the cramped living room. "Plus, as a growing lady, you need your own space, your own independence..." She stood up, walked towards me, then laid a gentle hand on my shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "And away from this realm," her eyes soften, "You're still hurt. I know that. The air here is toxic,"
I know what she meant. It had been three months since I was banished from the Silver Moon Pack by Roanoth. I fled to the Blood Moon Pack where mom lived with her new husband, Darius, but nothing had changed. The whispers about my banishment and disgrace could still be heard, the rumors, gazes that could pierce one's soul still followed me around. My disgrace had flown across the whole realm, staining my dignity behind repair. However, that wasn't the only reason. Darius was another, her new husband. He didn't like me, and hated that I lived with them while I had such a reputation.
"You need to leave this place," she added, eyes boring deep into mine.
I remember when Xavier, my late step-father died, she did the same. Left the werewolf realm for the human world, I remained back, as I was already dating Roanoth then. Only to come back to the werewolf realm when she met Darius. However, her pain seemed to had subside, she seemed happier, but her case was different. She lost a husband, I lost it all, including myself.
I sighed, running a hand through my hair, "I understand your point, Mom....but to live with Gorvyn?" I shook my head, a soft chuckle escaping my lips, "It's worse than living in the werewolf realm,"
She frowned, "Gorvyn loves you, Elyndra. He's your elder step-brother. He's family,"
"Was," I corrected, a bitter taste in my mouth, "After Xavier died, he changed...especially towards me," I frowned at the bitter memory. We'd gone from the best step-siblings, inseparable, to instant enemies within the twinkle of an eye. There was no explanation for it, just cold stares and harsh words. The last time we laid eyes on each other was four years ago, and fuck- it wasn't nice.
"Mom.." I whined, "Living with Gorvyn sounds like a special type of torture,"
"Honey," she cupped my cheek, her thumb gently stroking my skin. "He agreed to it. So please," the faint crack in her voice was evident, "Just go and start afresh. Maybe even find love again,"
Love? I snorted internally. My wolf flinched at the word. Love again? I highly doubted it. Last time I loved two people, I got played and betrayed. One was by my mate who had sworn to cherish me, and the second was by my bestfriend, one who had sworn to always be by my side. Now, they were together, wrapped in each other's arms.
"Mom..." Before I could finish my sentence, Darius walked in, his soft eyes changed to ice cold the moment they landed on me. Without a word, he walked away to his room.
"I'll be right back," my mother said, withdrawing her hand, her expression pained. "But think about it, please." She pleaded before leaving me alone to my thoughts.
It took me two grueling weeks before I finally accepted to live with Gorvyn. Reluctantly, of course. Mom had done her best to prepare me for the strange world. She taught me all I had to know about humans and their world, thrusting a device into my hand, just like one she used. A phone. I think? "They use this here... To communicate, just like we do here with letters." she explained, demonstrating how to tap and swipe. I also had to learn their morals, dressing and so many other things. The main issue was I could never reveal that I was a wolf. My wolf, Auriel, howled at this warning. She felt trapped, but we had to bear it.
I knew my mother was breaking her own heart just to keep Darius happy, she didn't care if I lived with her in a tiny apartment, but Darius did. Plus, she feared for my mental health, as if I even had one.
I, for one, was extremely grateful to my mother. She was the only one who truly believed me, who believed that Nyxara had planned it all, the least I could do was to protect her happiness and home, even if it meant leaving.
When I finally reached the human realm. I sat outside a place called the airport, according to what my mother told me. Gorvyn would pick me up from there, then take me to California. I wonder where that was, mother said it was beautiful and ethereal, I sure hope so.
I hadn't known how long I sat there, waiting for Gorvyn, all I knew was, it had been more than two hours or so.
"Is he even coming?" I murmured.
Just as I was about to lose hope. I saw him from afar, walking towards me. His silk black hair was packed in a man bun, Damn- he sure did outdid himself. Compared to how lean he was four years ago, he was now buff, and taller, and more handsome.
"Hey." he said, stopping just a few feet away from me. As my eyes met his gray eyes, the most shocking thing I had never imagined happened.
A jolt, a sharp jolt, the undeniable pull of a mate bond slammed into my chest. My eyes widened in shock, I knew that feeling too well, I've felt it multiple times with Roanoth.
Without any doubt, it was the mate bond. My step-brother, one who hated me so much, the one I dreaded living with, was now revealed to be my second chance mate.
What in the hell was I going to do?