Rejected By You, Desired By Him

Amber’s P.O.V.

“You are still too young, Amber. You will not even get your wolf before your next birthday. The wait is too long for me. Try to understand my dilemma, and accept the rejection.” He roared at me, painting himself as a victim, while I just stared at him with half-opened eyes; pain in my whole body, especially in my chest, was killing me.

“Accept the rejection, Amber. You will get a second chance, but I need a mate right now.” He roared at me again, extending his claws in the process, ready to strike me at any time.

I tried to speak, but blood gushed out of my mouth instead of any voice.

He scowled darkly, looking at me with disgust. “How can you be so weak when you are beta-blood? My decision is right. A weak wolf like you can’t be my mate.” He spat, but it only made me feel worse and dying.

Suddenly he stiffened and immediately looked around anxiously. “Accept the rejection, Amber, or else I will have no choice but to kill you.” He yelled anxiously, frantic by something that was coming to us.

“I….a….c….cept y…our r..ejection.” I could utter this much before I vomited blood again.

He didn’t even glance at me. He just grabbed his chest, groaning in pain, but ran away.

I wasn’t breathing because of the pain in my chest. My vision was blurred, and I couldn’t even smell anything.

Still, I heard so many thuds on the ground. Someone was coming, but who????

I opened my eyes again when the alarm almost burst my eardrums. I shot up and looked around frantically before registering my surroundings.

I was in my room.

Another nightmare of that day…

I sighed and closed my alarm first. I hid my face inside my palms and took a deep breath, closing my eyes.

Five years….. five years had gone….

I was still alive, but not in the way I should have been.

He not only rejected me but also snatched my chance to have a normal life.

I hated him from the bottom of my heart. I wished him dead every morning and slept with a disappointment every night for the past five years.

I rubbed my face for a few seconds before removing my hands from my face and got off the bed.

New day but same people, same taunts, same disgust in their gazes, testing my patience all day.

I should have left this pack long ago, but I am still here because of my brothers and my parents.

They didn’t know a thing about what happened to me back then. All they knew was that I was wandering in the woods just like I always did when rogues attacked me.

They said that it was my wolf that saved me and died instead of me, but the pack painted me as a cursed child.

I wanted to tell them exactly what happened to me, but I couldn’t.

Because they ensured I didn’t utter a single word about the rejection or about the person who is responsible for my misery, but I guess I meant nothing to those people.

But I meant a lot to my family. It was their support and patience with me that I was not only still alive but also standing on my feet.

Despite all the discouragement and contemplation that I received from other pack members, I didn’t give up, and now I was there where I once wanted to see myself.

The only difference was that it still felt hollow and incomplete.

I went straight to the washroom, finished my routine monotonously, and walked back to my cupboard to get clothes for training.