Chapter 4 Chapter 4

SARA

Pain.

Hurt.

Rejection.

I felt all of them wash over me in torrents. The walls were suddenly closing in on me, and I could not breathe.

All my life, I had been tormented by my step sisters, and I always thought I would finally be free of them when I found my mate or got married, but now, it was obvious there would be no end to my torment.

Carla crossed over to me, a smile on her face. To the casual onlookers, she would have appeared loving, and innocent, but I knew her smile only hid her viciousness.

“Why do you look so surprised sister?” She purred under her breath. “You should be grateful you even get to be his second chance – you worthless Omega. And what’s worse? I heard you lost your wolf during the test, so now, you’re wolfless.” She laughed mockingly.

“Oh second chance indeed. You would be nothing but Alpha Ronan’s property, and I would be his Luna, so we can simply say that you are my slave – and there is no need to think I would mess up so that you can step into my place. You would die a second chance mate. Always the loser you were” Carla threw a last triumphant smile my way, before walking over to Alpha Ronan.

I couldn't bring myself to say anything so I kept quiet, looking miserable when it was time to kiss the bride, but I didn’t think Alpha Ronan would allow it in this particular ceremony. It would look funny if he kissed both of us. The officer of the wedding had already gone, and it was not really important.

To my surprise, Alpha Ronan leaned in and kissed Carla. My eyes widened and I watched how his lips moved against hers in a slow possessive kiss. I wondered how Alpha Ronan would kiss when it was my turn.

The duo finally stepped apart, and unable to hold Alpha Ronan’s gaze, I closed my eyes waiting for my own kiss.

Instead of the Alpha’s lips, raucous laughter greeted my ears. I opened my eyes in embarrassment, and found the entire congregation laughing at me. Cara’s laughter was the loudest.

“Oh! Wait a minute Sara. What about the phrase; second chance, don’t you understand? You are his second chance, worse than a concubine while I am still alive and with him. Did you really think he was going to kiss you – in front of everybody?”

With tears in my eyes, I sought first Alpha Ronan, but there was coldness in his eyes. I turned the to look at the man that had once told me he loved me, that he could never live without me. Jason was busy fondling Andrea, even right then.

I bit down on my lip and waited until Alpha Ronan walked away with his bride, as though I meant nothing to him, before I stepped outside. I sat on the pavement at the back, and cried.

I thought about running away again, leaving the pack. There was nothing left for me anymore. I had a father who had stopped caring about me, a step mother and step sisters that hated my guts, a mate that considered me his property, and the man that I thought I loved was not mated to my stepsister.

Again, I thought about what would happen if I let Jason know that Andrea had lied to him. She wasn’t his real mate, but then I decided against it. If he could believe a lie so easily, then maybe he did not deserve to know the truth.

I wanted to go home first. Just as I stood up, I heard a voice that made me freeze. “Stop.”

Oh god. Alpha Ronan.

I stilled myself, but did not turn around.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He snapped. “You are my mate as well, and I have just wedded you, not to talk of you signed a contract. So you are coming home with me.”

I turned to face him then, with tears streaming downy eyes. How could I live under the same roof with him while he was with my stepsister?

“Don’t make me ask the guards to force you to come,” he said simply, and then turned and left, forcing me to follow in his wake.

Damn him and everyone here.

That night, as I lay on my bed, tears streaming down my eyes, I heard the door knob turn, and I closed my eyes and waited for my stepsister to torment me again with her words, since she lived for it. The voice that spoke next surprised and frightened me.

“Open your eyes girl. What’s your name again?” Alpha Ronan stepped in, his voice low.

“S-Sara,” I said in a shaky voice, staring in fear at Alpha Ronan. I thought he would spend the night with my stepsister, since he had not even bothered to kiss me back at the wedding.

“Sara,” he murmured. “You know part of the wedding rites is that we spend the night in each other’s arms, or we aren’t truly wedded.”

I swallowed and nodded. I wanted to ask him what of Carla, but I kept my mouth shut.

He was a terrible person that didn't care about me. But right now, looking at him as he shut the door, the moonlight glinting off his bare chest, I was unable to move as he crawled up the bed, his hand tracing slow circles under my shirt.

I couldn't push him away. So, I let him. Because I wanted something to take my mind off everything. So, I let him claim me while we basked in the moonlight.

……..

Two weeks after the night of my wedding, Alpha Ronan had not set eyes on me again, instead, my step sister continued to make my life miserable.

I woke with a splintering headache, and I felt quite nauseous. Not to mention I had a heightened sensitivity to smell.

I rushed to the bathroom to throw up for the second time that morning.

Carla barged into my quarters, and headed for the bathroom immediately she saw me.

“Where are you, you lazy cow? You better step outside so that I can assign chores to you for the day. Don’t even think you would be treated like the Alpha’s mate, because you are not. You are his whore, and worse than a servant here.”

I nodded, not even getting any strength to argue with her. Finally, I finished up and flushed then I turned to face her, but somehow, I was too weak to get up.

She eyed me, then her eyes widened. “Did you ever spend the night with my mate?”

Too weak for her shenanigans, I simply nodded.

Yeah. So what?

To my surprise, tears filled her eyes. “Don’t tell me you’re pregnant for the Alpha you wicked omega. I would kill you before I let you take my rightful place.”

I was still staring at her in shock, when she turned around and fled, then it dawned on me. The nausea, headache, and tenderness I felt, they were symptoms of pregnancy.

Oh god.

I was pregnant, and Carla immediately assumed it was for Alpha Ronan, but what she didn’t know was that the baby could also Jason’s.

If the baby was Alpha Ronan’s, then it meant that I was pregnant with his first child and heir, and that automatically made me his main mate, his Luna.

But on the other hand If the baby belonged to Jason, and Alpha Ronan found out, he would kill me.

I did not wait to watch fate play out it’s hand. Life had thought me that I was never the lucky one, and so, this time, I took chances into my hands.

This once, I prayed the moon goddess would let me keep my life and this baby.

I didn't care who owned it. I wasn't safe here.

‘I Sara, reject you Alpha Ronan as my mate,’ I wrote down on a piece of paper, hoping the moon would accept it as a rejection when the Alpha reads it, then I packed a bag and fled.

Away from Alpha Ronan.

Away from ev

eryone.

Away from the pack.

And, I would never return.