Chapter 1
"I reject you, Alpha! I reject you!".
Elizabeth is an Omega ranked wolf; however, she does not realize she is an Alpha by birth. She has been rejected by her family, and her Pack, having suffered years of abuse from them. She is about to be given to the Pack Beta as his chosen mate when her fated mate finds her. Will her fated mate reject her as well?
Chapter 1 - Abused
Elizabeth POV
“No please, Alpha, I can explain,” I scream as I am dragged by my hair toward the courtyard of the Red Woods Pack. Nothing good ever came from being dragged to the courtyard. This was not the first time I had been taken here but every time I prayed it would be my last.
I had scars from years of visiting this courtyard. I tried to be strong, but as an Omega, there were times I could not hold in the pain of the whippings I had received. I was angry and scared. This was not my fault. It rarely was. This time it was the Alpha’s daughter who spilled food on herself and blamed me for having done it.
I was not even near her when I supposedly did the deed. The Alpha knew this as he was sitting at the table. But as he always told me, “Omega, I cannot let this slide. Then the others will try to abuse the ranked members,” he growled at me numerous times. I never understood why he compared me to the other Omegas.
The other Omegas had a Pack house they were permitted to stay in. Mind you it was significantly smaller than the Pack house the ranked members lived in. The same Pack house I lived in. Many had thought I was originally going to be given the perk of being the head Omega and get a room in the Pack house.
That never came. I was pushed towards the basement stairs the first day I was brought into the Pack house. Luna Nancy shoved me ahead of her down the basement stairs that first day I had arrived. It had terrified me. I did not understand what was happening. Before I had been dragged to the Pack house, I was with my loving parents who told me how special I was on a regular basis. I went to school, I did well in my classes and had plans to study to become a Pack nurse. I loved helping people and that was what I wanted to do to give back to my Pack.
But when the Alpha and Luna came to take me away on my sixteenth birthday, their loving stares turned to scowls and they simply shut the door as I was dragged away. “What did they say?” I screamed as my parents shut the door. “Why are you doing this?” I screamed as I was being shoved into the back of an SUV by a warrior. I was not even afforded the courtesy of sitting on a seat.
“Shut up Omega,” the Luna said to me. I felt tears forming in my eyes and rolling down my cheeks. I had no idea what was happening. Only that I was being blamed for something I clearly had not done. I was going to be punished for something I was not aware of doing. Sniffling, the Luna whips her head around looking at me.
“Quit that sniffling. You know what you have done. You will be punished for it,” she says coldly. “I do not know what I have done. I am sorry, Luna Nancy,” I say to her frantically. “You will only call me Luna from now on,” she replies as she simply stares straight ahead. The Alpha pays no attention to me too busy on his phone.
Being drawn back to the present moment, I feel my hands being tied to the posts for the lashes I would receive for something I did not do. I felt my anger roll over me, I felt my weak wolf try to come forward to protect me, but she could not. My poor wolf had suffered the past two years while I had served as an Omega slave to my Pack. We were underfed and abused.
I got my wolf when I turned sixteen. It was rare for an Omega to get their wolf so early, but I had. My parents were incredibly shocked with the news; however, they encouraged me keep it secret. I had been excited and needed to tell someone. So, I had only told my best friend, Tina, that I had shifted into a beautiful golden wolf. My wolf was bigger than the typical Omega wolf. My parents did not know why, but they were suddenly scared. And secretive. They never explained anything to me. But I soon learned that shifting as an Omega was a curse for me and my wolf, Ashley.
I loved my wolf’s name, and I loved her. She loved me. She was the only one who loved me. I would see my parents from time to time when they came to the Pack house for events. They never even spared me a glance. They simply acted as if I had not existed. As if I was an embarrassment to the family.
Feeling the cool breeze on my back, I brace myself for what is to come. I see out of the corner of my eye the Alpha being handed the whip. The whip was just as bad as any instrument to give me lashes. I had earned fifteen for this alleged act. Many who had joined stood around to watch. At the front was the Alpha’s daughter, Sidney. I saw her smirk as I heard the first whistle of the whip in the air before I felt it hit my body.
I simply stared at Sydney as her smile started to falter. I would kill her one day. One day I would get out of this mess. I did not know how or when, but I had promised my wolf, Ashley, that I would escape. I was watched closely at all times. It was not like I had any money. Where most Omegas were paid a nominal wage, I received nothing. There was no opportunity for me to save money.
I took thrown out clothes to wear. At first, I would go through the tossed-out clothes of the Pack members in the Pack House but that was quickly stopped when I was looking rather well for an Omega. The clothes were torn from my body that day in the dining hall by Sidney and her cruel friends. I was left standing in nothing but my bra and panties while everyone stared at my skinny body.
I ran from the room hearing the laughter of all the Pack members. I ran down the stairs and put on a pair of old clothes I had left over from my parents. I was saddened at losing the nice clothes but would never be caught dead in anything I had not brought with me. Or had been specifically given to me by the Luna.
It was like they had wanted to cover me up in some way. I was given bland colors that did not compliment my figure or my coloring. I was a blond-haired young woman with purple eyes. I was petite standing at 5’2”. When I was going to school, the boys my age would tease me that they could get lost in my purple eyes. Although I was an Omega, I had been popular. Until I was not.
The day I came to the Pack House to work as the Omega slave. As we reached the tenth lashing, my will power started to crumble. I could feel the tears tracking down my thin cheeks. I could see the shift in Sidney as she started to smile broadly at my pain. It was like she got off on my abuse in some way. Goddess knew I was the brunt of her abuse. Her hands may have never touched me, but it was most often her fault that I was being punished.
As the final lash hit my back, I slumped forwards exhausted from trying to hold myself together. I quietly sobbed as the Alpha moved forward. He leaned into my face and with his hot, horrid smelling breath he reminded me of my place. “Remember little Omega. You have a role in this Pack house. It is to do as you are told and not to fuck up. The next round will be twenty lashes. I am not sure you will be able to survive twenty lashes,” he says with a chuckle.
As per the usual, I am left in the courtyard for hours to serve as a lesson to others that the Alpha does not tolerate anything in his Pack. The only thing that made no sense is I was the only one who ever got punished. I knew others in this shit hole did wrong; however, they never underwent the lessons I did.
I stood there feeling my body start to shake with the pain coursing throughout it. I could hear the flies around my open wounds, and I shivered at the thoughts of the infection I was at risk of getting. The Alpha never let me go to the Pack hospital. I had to rely on Ashley to try and help heal me. It took longer than a regular wolf, but she did what she could.
I have no concept of time as I am standing between the posts. I threw up what minimal food contents I had been permitted to eat earlier in the day. I felt rather than heard someone walking up behind me. The Beta of the Pack. He was worse than the Alpha and Luna. He wanted me for himself and kept saying that when I turned eighteen, he hoped I would be his mate. He had great plans for me. And if I was not his mate, he would take me as his chosen mate at the upcoming Summer’s Gala.
Our Pack was hosting the Gala this year. They had been planning for the past six months. I would be permitted to prepare the food for the event but would not see the beautiful dresses. I would not see the Pack members finding their mates. The excitement that would be buzzing around everyone.
The Beta rubs his body against mine. Roughly. So that the pain from my lashes makes me cry out. He laughs his sickening laugh and I feel his hard member on my hip. “I cannot wait to have you, Omega,” he says to me. I feel my body shaking in true fear. “The Alpha has promised me if I do not find my mate at the Gala in a couple weeks, I can have you,” he says cruelly.
I would rather die than let him take me. I say nothing as the tears choke me. I feel, rather than see, the Beta slice the ropes with his wolf claws. The ropes that were holding me to the poles. I crumble to the ground unable to hold myself up. Beta Carl chuckles as he reaches his hands around my waist tossing me over his shoulder.
I cry out in pain at having my back stretched and opening already wet wounds. He smacks my ass, “Keep quiet or they will come out and administer more,” he promises. As we enter the Pack House, I see Pack members wandering around. I close my eyes from the embarrassment of once again being carried into the house and taken downstairs to the basement.
The Beta stomps down the stairs and walks over to where my small cot is kept with a ratty blanket, I had found that was thrown out. Although it was tattered, it was mine and offered me comfort on those cold nights I was unable to rest. Tonight, would be one of those nights. As he tossed me carelessly onto the cot, he bends down breathing in my face.
“Two more weeks, and I will be enjoying that little body of yours,” he whispers to me before standing and walking back up the stairs slamming the door shut. I close my eyes as sobs wrack my body.
Chapter 2 - Unfairly Punished
Elizabeth POV
Trying to forget the event a week and half ago was difficult. It was on my mind constantly. How could the Alpha promise me to someone else? What about my own mate? I would be happy with an Omega of my own. Someone stronger than me but my rank. I would not survive being Beta Carl’s mate. Or perhaps that is what they are all hoping for.
With all the excitement of the upcoming Gala I had been able to stay under the radar of everyone. With all the dress fittings and dieting going on I rarely saw my main tormentor. Until I did. I was walking through gathering dirty laundry when I stumbled into Sydney’s room. She was supposed to be at school but instead she was at home and had the Beta in her room.
Her voice was shrill, “What the hell are you doing in here?” she demands. Muttering, I look down to the ground, “Laundry,” I reply. Stomping off to the bathroom she comes back tossing all her dirty clothes on me. Her dirty, stinky underwear land on my head while the rest fall on my shoulders and tumble around my feet.
“Perfect. Dirty. Just like you,” she screams. As she is screaming her mother runs to her room, “Sydney dear, what is wrong?” she says in concern until she sees me standing there. “Of course, it had to be you,” she says grabbing my arm and dragging me down the stairs to the Alpha’s office.
“What my Luna? I am busy getting ready for the Gala and all the Alphas who will be in attendance,” Alpha Matt says without looking up. The Luna tosses me towards the desk the Alpha is sitting at, and I bang my hip screaming out in pain. “She is the problem,” the Luna yells before carrying on, “She upset poor Sydney as she was getting dressed of all things,” the Luna says. Not questioning why, the Beta was in there with her daughter half dressed.
As if on cue, Sydney comes running in, “Oh daddy, she scared me when she burst into my room,” she says. Cursing out loud, the Alpha stands coming around the table and grabbing my arm. He does not head towards the field as he usually does. Instead, he heads somewhere worse. The dungeons.
“Maybe a night in the dungeons will make you remember your place,” he growls at me. “Please, whip me but do not make me stay in the dungeons,” I beg of the Alpha. I had been sent to the dungeons one other time. There had been rogues everywhere. Being beaten. Tortured. Rats roamed the cells looking for their next meal.
“Shut up slave; you will remember your place one way or another,” he yells at me as he drags me to the door of the dungeons. “I do not have time to punish you any other way,” he adds as he pulls the door open. He shoves me inside. The putrid smell of the uncleaned dungeons overwhelms me.
I stagger inside as the Alpha yells for a guard to come at once. As the guard moves forward, he has an uncomfortable look seeing me standing in front of him. “Find her a cell and make sure she is punished,” he mutters before turning away. I scream once more, “Please Alpha, you need me to help get everything ready for the Alpha visit,” I beg. Moving forward to stand in my face, “Well then you will be busy when you get out tomorrow morning,” he yells spitting on my face with his words.
My wolf Ashley wants to scrape her claws down his nasty face, but I hold her back. We would need our strength to survive the night. Alpha Matt shoves me to the floor turning his back and walking out the door slamming it behind him. The guard looks at me sadly before he moves forward to help me back to my feet.
“What did you do this time?” he asks as he literally must drag me to an empty cell. I look around in disgust at the visions around me. Rogues hanging from the walls, having been beaten with silver whips. Silver will leave scars on a wolf’s body. Our wolves are unable to protect us from that abuse.
I hoped they would not use silver on me. I did not want more scars to tell the story of my life before I meet my mate. I wanted to share my story in my own way. Not for my body to tell the story. Regardless of what I went through I survived. I could be a strong wolf; I just need to find my mate so I can be released from this hell. My wolf is eager to find her mate. She has been a little more perky than usual. As if she knows something I do not.
The slamming of the cell door pulled me out of my thoughts. I look around realizing I am in a cage with no privacy. The last time I had privacy from those beside me. “Sorry, this is all we have available,” the guard says as he starts to walk. “Do you have a closet? I can stay in a closet for twenty-four hours,” I beg of him. I look around at the rogues on either side of me. They are disturbed individuals staring at me like I am their next meal.
Ashley, my wolf, growls at them and they simply chuckle at the sound. “Sorry, this is it,” he says as he walks away. I sit down and tears roll down my cheeks. I was on pins and needles waiting for my punishment to start. I do not know how long I had waited. I heard some movement coming down the hall and felt myself start to shake in anticipation.
I kept my head down hoping they might pass me by, but I knew as the footsteps stopped, they were inevitably in front of my door.
Chapter 3 - Unexpected Help
Elizabeth POV
“Why do you always seem to piss them off?” I hear the Beta demand of me. I do not look up for fear of what I would see. The desire in his eyes for something I hope he cannot have. He opens the cell doors slowly. The creak of the doors screaming in my ears.
He takes a step inside the cell, and I can scent his lust. I feel physically ill at the thought of what is to come. “I see the guards did not do their duty. It does not look like there is even a mark on you,” he says as he kneels in front of me. He reaches out to gently touch my face. I flinch at the feeling wanting to pull back, but I was already tucked in as close to the cement wall as I could be.
He shocks me when he slaps my face and my head crashes back against the cement barrier. I let out a startled scream as he backhands me making my head bounce off the cement wall once again. He stands and kicks me to my midriff, as I feel another rib break at the brutality. I am gasping for breath as the shock takes over my body.
He grabs my arm forcing me to stand. I double over in pain as he unlocks the silver cuffs. “There, now you look a little more like someone who has been punished,” he says as he curls his hand tightly around my fragile arm. He drags me behind him as I remained bent over trying to catch my breath and breathe through the pain raging through my body.
I see the guards look at me with sympathy. I knew they had spared me last night and I could only hope they would not suffer for it. I stumbled as we walked out of the dungeons; my eyes were blinded by the sun beaming down on us. The Beta growls and tugs me up closer to him. “I swear if you do not hurry up, I will give you something to really be bent over for,” he snarls at me crudely.
I cringe in fear and can only do my best to stand and hurry behind him. He takes me to the kitchens and pushes me inside. I stumble and fall to the floor with a pitiful whimper. It is all I can do to contain the fear rolling off me. Nobody is present and I see a huge mess waiting for me.
“Get this kitchen cleaned and start getting everything ready for tonight. It had better be perfect or you will find the cells were a walk in the park compared to what you will suffer tonight,” he promises as he walks out of the kitchen.
I lay on the floor for a moment, begging the Moon Goddess for the strength to get through today. Why she had forsaken me I have no idea, but it was clear I had done something in my life to deserve what I received. I had no idea what it was, but I knew if I did not meet their expectations, tonight I would kill myself.
I could not be left with the Beta. He would kill me, but I would do it first before he got the pleasure of abusing me. I heard my wolf whimper, but I could not focus on that right now. In the end, taking our lives would give her a chance to be with someone else. I could no longer make her suffer for my sins.
“You have not done anything wrong, Elizabeth; the Moon Goddess has a plan for us,” Ashley whispers in my mind. I know she is trying to heal my ribs and I can feel some relief. But I also know it is taking everything from her to do so.
“Well, she has a funny way of showing it,” I reply hurt to know the Moon Goddess was behind all of this. Ashley is exhausted and cannot reply. I slowly stand up and start to move around the kitchen cleaning it as I go. I know I need to move faster. I have too much to do to be this slow.
I hear the door to the kitchen open and I cringe thinking the Beta has returned. I turn around, preparing for whatever would come next. I could not contain my surprise as I see three Omegas standing in the entryway. “What?” I whisper wondering what was going to come next.
Looking around the kitchen angrily, the head Omega moves forward, “We know you will not get it all done. We are here to help,” she scowls at me. The other two look around and nod their heads. “Do not think we will always help you, but we know how important tonight is,” the second Omega says as she ducks her head from looking at me and starts to get to work.
I look at them with gratitude. “Thank you, but I do not want you to get into trouble,” I say to them quietly. They look at me, knowing full well it will not be them punished for giving me help. “Let us clean the kitchen, and then we will leave you to the cooking,” the third Omega says as she pushes a seat closer to me encouraging me to sit down.
This is the first time anyone has shown me any consideration in this Pack. Certainly, even the Omegas stayed clear of me. I did not know why they would want to help me, and I could not help but ask, “Why?”.
They looked at me and shook their heads. “It is not right,” muttered the head Omega. “Everyone knows it is wrong how they treat you, but everyone is too afraid to speak up,” she says. She looks at me with sadness in her eyes, “I am sorry, but I cannot risk my family,” she adds before moving quickly around the kitchen.
I sit I shock. I had never heard anyone acknowledge my existence much less that my treatment was wrong. I sat there in silence trying to absorb what I was hearing. Before long the kitchen was immaculate, and the Omegas looked at me wanting to help further.
I shook my head, thanking them for the help they had offered me. “I hear someone coming,” I say, and they quickly exited the back door as the kitchen door opened from the dining hall. The Luna walked in hurriedly and looked around, “Well I see you have managed to clean the kitchen. You better have the meal ready for when the guests arrive this evening,” she mutters angrily.
“I will, Luna Nancy, I will.”.
Chapter 4 - Alpha Carter
Alpha Carter POV
I stand in front of the mirror fixing my tie. Goddess how I hate these events. I am a twenty-six-year-old Alpha and have been coming to these galas since I was eighteen. Eight years of trying to find my mate. Searching the various Packs in our region. Our allies, who are plentiful and still have found nobody.
Either she has died or is not of age yet. I do not want a young she-wolf for a mate. She will not be able to handle my appetites. She will not be confident enough to be a Luna. Regardless of if the Moon Goddess has selected her as my chosen. It cannot go well for either of us. I can only hope that tonight goes as I expect it will … without finding my fated mate. And then I will go about selecting a chosen mate.
My wolf, Max, growls at that thought. He has always held out hope to find our fated mate. He wants his mate. He already loves his mate without knowing who she is. I wish I had his confidence in finding our mate and loving whoever she may be.
My Beta Stan watches me fiddle with my tie. He chuckles as he sees me struggling. “Well, you could help me out, asshole,” I say as he starts to walk towards me. “All you had to do was ask, Alpha,” he smirks as he reaches out and immediately fixes my tie. Stan was all about fashion and looking perfect. He was always making sure our Gamma, me, and him were looking perfect when we went to public meetings or events.
“Are you excited, Alpha?” he taunts knowing full well I was not. I growl at him, and he simply laughs out loud not intimidated by my anger. “Tonight, is the night, I can feel it,” he says as he looks at me. “What do you mean?” I ask him cautiously. “We are both going to find our mates,” he replies confidently.
“You know I have no desire, at this age, to find my mate,” I reply to him. Stan is three years younger than me and still has a strong belief he will find his mate. And he believes in what the mate bond means. Mind you that has not stopped him from fooling around with other she-wolves.
“Once you meet her, you will have no choice but to accept her,” he says to me. I look at him, “I do not have to accept her. I can reject her,” I reply to him. I see a wave of anger cross his face before his manages to get control of his wolf. “Do not even joke about that, Alpha. The Moon Goddess will not look highly on you even joking about rejecting her gift,” he says as if suddenly superstitious.
“I will always do what is best for our Pack,” I remind him as I turn back to the mirror. He sighs and I turn away from the mirror satisfied with what I see. “It is time to go,” he says as he turns away from me. I know he is disappointed in my response, and I feel a little guilty taking away his excitement for the evening.
I frown, before adding, “I will keep an open mind,” I say to his back as he quickly turns to me with a smile. “Promise?” he demands, and I smirk, “Yes, I promise,” I say shaking my head. He really was a romantic at heart.
We walk down the stairs of the Pack house and I feel my wolf, Max, start to yip in my mind. I have no idea what his problem is, but I do not sense any threat. I walk through following my Beta as we walk out into the evening. It is dusk and I can hear the excited chatter from the event hall.
We decide to walk over, making our way through the mass of people who are waiting to enter the building. As with all events, Alphas and Betas are permitted to go to the front of the line. I see Stan sniffing the air excitedly and I cannot help but join him. His excitement is contagious. I hear my wolf growl “We are going the wrong way,” Max says but I continue to ignore him. The party is this way. The wolves are all this way.
We walk through the main doors, and I feel Beta Stan stiffen beside me. “She is here,” he murmurs leaving me at the entrance as he goes off to search for his mate. I cannot help but smile, happy for him to find his mate. I knew she would be the most blessed woman on the planet.
I nod to the Alpha and Luna of the Red Woods Pack. I never cared for them, but they were in the ally of Packs. Their daughter is standing there beside them and her eyes light up at seeing my arrival. Our Pack – Crescent Moon Pack – was the strongest among the Packs in our allyship. It is no secret that to be part of our Pack would be a step up in your ranking. Particularly if you were to be taken as my Luna.
I cannot remember her name, but she holds her hand out expecting me to take it. I shake it briefly and suddenly she is wrapping her arm through mine, “Let me take you around, Alpha Carter,” she says as she tugs me through the throng of people.
I cringe at her scent. Thank the Moon Goddess she is not my mate. The strong perfume she is wearing is mixing poorly with her scent of musk. It smells like a musky mildew to me, and I cannot breathe through my nose as the scent is burning my nostrils. She tugs me around almost as if I am on display with her. I gently remove her hand, “I think I will go get a drink from the bar,” I say to her as I turn away.
She grabs my arm, “I can come with you,” she says breathlessly. “No, that is fine. Do you not have greeting duties with your parents?” I say to her rudely. I cannot keep up pretenses and she does nothing for me. Her smile turns to a frown, “Yes, of course. I will find you later tonight,” she says happily as she turns away from me.
“Not if I see you first,” I mutter under my breath as I turn and head towards the bar.
Chapter 5 - Rejecting the Beta
Alpha Carter POV
I scan the crowd, holding my whiskey. I am looking for my Beta. We have been here for over an hour now and I have not scented my mate yet. I knew this would be a waste of time and I am getting fidgety ready to leave.
As I look around, I look towards the dance floor and see Stan dancing with a she-wolf who looks to be close to his age. She is beautiful and he only has eyes for her. I do not want to interrupt his night, so I toss back the contents of my glass, placing the empty cup on the tray of an Omega who walks by me.
Looking around I see the Alpha’s daughter waving and making her way towards me. I quickly look away and make my way out of the hall. I hear her call my name but ignore her acting as if I do not hear her. Making small talk is not my forte and even if I could she would not be someone I would want to talk to.
I walk past the Alpha and Luna as they continue to welcome new arrivals. I smell the air and still find nothing that hints at my mate, so I angrily walk off heading back towards the Pack house.
Before I get there, I feel like I am missing something. Something is agitating my wolf, so I decide that maybe I will go for a run before heading to bed. It helps relax both of us to get a run in before bed, so I move to the cover of the trees, slipping off my tuxedo and leaving it before shifting into my black wolf.
My wolf is massive, befitting of a strong Alpha. As we stretch in wolf form, I turn over control to Max and let him run within the tree line as I get lost in my thoughts.
Beta Carl POV
I look around the event hall, scenting my mate. I am frustrated to know she is here. I look around the room trying to find her. I nod to the Alpha, as I turn and leave the welcoming line. It would be normal to stay; however, I need to follow the scent to the woman who is supposed to be my fated mate.
I suddenly see a woman walking towards me with a dazed look in her eyes. She is acceptable looking for a mate I think critically. A little older than I prefer. Even though I am thirty years old, I prefer younger she-wolves. She comes to stand in front of me. Her scent of coffee and rain entices me.
I touch her hands and feel tingles shoot through my hands. I want to touch her longer, but I remember I have plans for later this evening. Regardless of if I have found my mate, I have an Omega to abuse this evening and I would not settle for anything less.
Conflicted, I take my mate to the dance floor and pull her closely to my body. The sparks bounce between our bodies. I am overwhelmed with the feelings. How can I walk away from this when it is more than I could have hoped for. Shaking my head, I realize I am being caught up in the Moon Goddess’s web.
“What is your name?” I demand as I lean into her ear so she can hear me over the noise surrounding us. “Beta Carrie Matthews,” she replies looking at me breathlessly. “Beta Carl Newton,” I reply satisfied that the Moon Goddess gave me a she-wolf that would be considered my equal. I could not tell if she was a strong wolf. She felt dainty in my arms. I felt a need to protect her, but I also feel a strong desire to take Elizabeth this evening. I had been waiting for so long.
“Do I see you with your mate, Beta?” I hear my Alpha say through our personal mind-link. I shut him out not wanting to reply. I knew finding my mate, would change the opinion of my Alpha in taking Elizabeth. It was always what was best for the Pack with him. Except when it came to the abuse, he doled out on Elizabeth. That was against what he believed, but something always tortured him when it came to her. He had a strong need to curtail any strengths within her.
Elizabeth had to be strong. To have endured all that she had, was incredible. She had a weak wolf. She had never shifted. But she continued to survive the torture. Shaking my head, I had to focus on the woman in front of me. She was my future. Elizabeth was a distraction.
I leaned down and nestled my face into the neck of my fated mate. She smelled divine. I had to focus on her. Could I simply accept my fate and walk away from Elizabeth? Was that possibility within me?
She leans back from me as I see another wolf coming towards us from the corner of my eye. He looks determined as I glance towards him. He has a determination about him that I cannot ignore. The woman in my arms sighs as she recognizes the man coming towards us.
“I am sorry,” she starts to say as I look at her confused with her words. The man arrives, “Carrie, it is time,” he says trying to take her arm from me. “Time for what?” I demand pushing him away from her. He was an Alpha rank; I could tell that from his aura. He was taller than me and had more muscle. His wolf would be bigger than mine. The suit he wore looked custom made. I had no idea who he was, but I knew he came from a rich Pack.
“It is time for her to reject you. I am her chosen mate,” he replies as he manages to take Carrie from my frozen hands. I look at her and see tears in her eyes. I can see the conflict there, but then she shocks me. “I, Beta Carrie Matthews, reject you, Beta Carl Newton as my fated mate,” she says as I fall to my knees in front of her grabbing my chest.