Chapter 5
Rhen
I turn to face him as he nears me. My breaths slow down for a moment when I see him but the frustration inside me grows even faster than it could
“I don’t know what you want from me. My voice breaks a little “Hat I’ve told you, multiple times, my answer is no and I have no business with you. I have no desire to be your mate. Please, just leave me alone”
can’t
His response lingers in my ears, ringing loud and clear. There is so much determination in his tone, so much decisiveness sends shivers down my spine as if each syllable carries such force that it could shatter my resolve and crumble my defenses
to dust
li makes me sick…
“I don’t understand why, I wipe the stray tears that have fallen down my cheek. I don’t cry in front of strangers, I didn’t want him to see me like this, but I’m over my head. And I’m drowning. “Please, please just leave me alone. I don’t want this. I don’t
I try to steady my breath, a vain attempt to compose myself, but it’s like a feral cat that can’t be tamed. My tears are flowing steadily now, and I’m on the verge of losing it completely.
To my surprise, he takes a step forward and reaches out to me, taking my arm in his hand. I flinch under his touch, my body reeling back at the contact
“Why are you scared?”
“Im not I pull my
As soon
away from him and step to the side. “I need to go.”
as the words leave my mouth, he grabs me by my arm, the same arm that has been injured. I hiss in pain and my hands instantly move towards the spot where he’s grabbed me.
He looks at me with concern laced in his eyes, but he says nothing. He keeps his lips firmly shut and doesn’t dare release me There’s only one thing on my mind.
Let go of me. Let me go. Don’t touch me
“I just want to
nt to talk to you
you” he speaks up after what seems li
like forever, his grip loosening a bit..
“I don’t want 1–talk. I don’t want anything from you except to go away.”
“I can’t do that”
I struggle against his grasp, trying to free myself but his fingers are like steel and he isn’t letting me go, not even for a
moment.
“Please,” I beg him, tears streaming down my cheeks. “Please let me g
go.”
“Calm down.”
The fear within me, from earlier and from recent events is screaming at me to keep fighting. I can’t let him touch me. The moment I do accept this, everything will change. There will be no turning back and I will never be free again
Chapter 8
Fight. My mind screams at me
Leave me alone“My voice hembles and I can’t keep it together. He looks at me, confused, perhaps surprised by my dehance Love never said these words before and standing up to an Alpha is not something anyone can do. “I don’t want to
It takes all of my strength to utter those words, and they have the exact desired affect on him. He lets go of me, and I take a squick, step back before fleeing from the scene and into the washroom I was originally planning to go to
When I am inside, I slam the door and lock it before leaning against it and taking a deep breath. My heart is pounding and my body is shaking, but I’ve managed to save myself for now.
I walk over to the sink and look at myself in the mirror. My face is pale, my eyes swollen from the tears. My arm hurts, terribly. And I have nowhere to go but to hope that the Alpha stays true to his words and leaves me alone.
I splash some water on my face and wash the dirt from my skin before leaving the washroom. I take my time inside so by the time I come outside, the alpha is not there. I breathe out a sigh of relief and let my guard down a little.
Now that my panic is fading, the pain in my shoulder is beginning to get worse.
What am I supposed to do?
I go into the kitchen to hnd Ethel. Once 1 hind her, she gives me a list of things that need to be arranged for the guests. I avoid the whole third floor of the packhouse and stick to the lower floors.
As the day goes on, it gets harder and harder to ignore the throbbing sensation in my shoulder. It gets to the point where it’s so painful that I can barely lift my arm without letting out a yelp. And the more pain I feel, the weaker I get.
The minute it gets dark. I head straight home. It’s been a tiring day. And a terrifying one too. I don’t want to ever go to the range ever again. Just thinking about it makes my heart rate spike and my palms grow sweaty.
Mom’s the only one home when I get there. Laike and Dad are gone for some hunting–Im not sure.
“Mom” I say as I enter the room she’s sitting in.
She looks away from the TV and at me. “Yes?”
i
When I look into her eyes, I see exhaustion and so much disappointment for me. She tries to hide it, sometimes, but I cant always see. “What are the chances of me, a runt, having mate?” I ask her.
“Why are you asking me that?”
1 come closer and sit opposite of her. “I just want to know.”
She scoffs and looks away from me. “Well, it’s close to none. Runts don’t have mates. They don’t have this fate.” She tells me and there’s no regret, no despair–not even an ounce of anything really. It sounds almost as though she’s accepting this as an
end.
“But what if there are exceptions?” I ask her, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Rhea she shakes her head. “You can’t have a mate. Ever. Do not fool yourself with impossible outcomes. Just because they choose to mate runts as concubines or pack whores, does not mean you can actually have a mate or a child. And all of this used to happen long ago, now runts are killed before they even reach the age of sixteen?
How come I had one? How was it possible?
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