The wolf king was known to be ruthless. He never visits any pack himself and I wondered how my father got him to come here.
"Your majesty" my father bowed and the rest of us followed his lead "it is an honour to have you here"
His majesty only replied with a subtle grunt.
Although my head was bowed, I couldn't keep my eyes off him. His jet black hair was tied into a messy ponytail, with tiny strands framing his perfectly sculpted face.
His piercing blue eyes found mine and in that instant, I felt him. All of him.
Every single fibre of my being was craving his essence and for the first time in my life I felt complete, whole.
His eyes darkened dangerously "Mine" he growled
Everyone went silent, the whole room seemed to pause.
Without warning, he wrapped me up in his arms, his cold fingers brushing against my skin as he pulled me into his arms. He took a long whiff of my scent and I could feel him purr.
Just as fast as he had held me, he pulled away.
His brows furrowed together as he stared at me. First with disbelief, then awe, and then shock.
"You don't have a wolf" his voice was low, cautious.
How did he know so fast?
My mouth went dry. I could'nt speak, I wanted to but I couldn't.
"Your majesty, I don't understand what is going on" the confusion in my father's voice was hard to miss "is....is Savannah" he paused "is Savannah your mate?"
My stepmother gasped "that's impossible. Savannah cannot have a mate. She's not worthy of one" her eyes darted to me for a slight second with a look of disdain
Nikolai stepped forward, his scent filling all my senses and making me feel lightheaded.
"I will ask once more and you will give me a response." He growled "Do you have a wolf?"
Sonya snickered and in that moment I hated her.
A feeling of shame wafted through my body. It wasn't my fault that I was born this way, yet I felt like it was.
"No. I do not" I said finally " but it....."
"I king Nikolai Ryder REJECT you" his eyes were cold, expressionless. They lacked the warmth that they had a second ago.
I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest physically. It felt so real that I began clutching at my chest and gasping for breath.
"What?" My voice came out small, weak "you...you can't do that"
His face hardened "I cannot have a weakling as my queen. You cannot stay by my side when you don't even have the bare minimum. A WOLF"
He was angry.....at me?
I didn't give birth to myself. I didn't create myself. Maybe if my dad had kept it in his pants then I wouldn't even be here.
With the last strand of pride that I could muster, I lifted my chin up and stared at him with a defiant look on my face. I had alpha blood coursing through my veins, even if it was half of it.
"I Savannah Wyatt, accept your rejection"
He blinked, and for a second I could have sworn I saw hurt in his eyes. But he had no right to feel hurt, he was the one hurting me.
"Alpha Wyatt" he said without breaking eye contact with me "we would hold this meeting in a more convenient time"
He didn't wait for a response as he stormed out. Leaving me alone and cold.
Once upon a time I had found my other half. Twice upon a time, he rejected me.
"You are a disgrace to this family" my stepmother's venomous voice cut through the silence. " Imagine the shame you have brought to this family, how will we face people now" she turned and began sobbing into her mate's arms.
"You can't even do one thing right" my father added
I turned around to him, my eyes red with a sudden fury I had never felt before "this is MY fault? You caused this"
He let go of his mate "what did you just say to me" his tone was deadly, daring.
On a normal day I would have cowered in fear, I would have submitted. But not today. Not now.
My green eyes didn't lower, they stared at his black orbs as the words left my lips "if you hadn't fucked the first thing you saw wearing a skirt all THIS won't be happening"
SLAP
I was on the floor the next second, my hand clutching my bruised face.
Sonya snickered "she suddenly has balls to speak. Even your so called mate rejected you, what makes you think you can speak back to us you bastard child"
I didn't realize what I was doing until I was on top of her. My hands dragging her hair and yanking hard. With one swift move, she pushed me off and I went flying across the room. My head hit something hard and I felt liquid trickle down.
While Sonya had gotten trained by the best soldiers in the pack, I was left to do chores and run errands.
My stepmother ran to her precious daughter, checking every part of her body for any bruise.
"How dare you attack my daughter" my father yelled
I was bleeding, I could smell the blood.
"I told you we should have killed her when she was born. Now look at what she has done to my baby" my stepmother was livid
I felt weak. I was loosing blood, a lot of it.
"Help me" I pleaded
I was moving in and out of consciousness. Everything was fading and I could feel myself slipping away.
"Don't touch her Sawyer!. She deserves it" my stepmother commanded. Her voice sounded distant
"She's gonna die if we don't help her. I can hear her heartbeat fading"
"I would rather have her dead than deal with the shame she has brought to us. A rejected wolf less daughter is better off dead" my father added with a finality in his tone.
What? No he doesn't mean that.
"Daddy" I called, for the first time in my life " I'm your daughter too"
"You're no daughter of mine. You're dead to me" his words were sharp, cutting through my already shattered heart and ripping me apart.
"No one should know about this. Savannah Wyatt died today, she killed herself and we had nothing to do with it" my father commanded
They really wanted me dead. They wanted me to die. What am I even thinking, they've already killed me.
Everything became hazy as my eyelids finally closed shut for the last time.
The world went silent as I died.
No one would care
No one would remember me.
I felt nothing.
But then .....A fire began to ignite all over my body. My body became hot, I was burning. No.. I wasn't burning, I was drowning in liquid.
My body began shaking like I was epileptic. A scream tore through my lips as my eyes opened wide.
Just like it had began, the pain stopped
I was laying on the floor in the woods, naked. The snow on the floor should have felt cold to me yet I felt warm.
How in the moon goddess name did I get here?