A Royal Rejection

I have a kingdom to run.

Everyone was bowing to me, and it made me feel invincible. I looked over at my parents, who wore proud smiles on their faces. "You may enjoy the celebration," my father said to me. As I walked around, a group of people started to make their way towards me, bowing in respect.

"Hello, my queen," a tall man with black hair said to me. I noticed a woman by his side, and behind them was another man with a woman by his side. So this is where all the alphas and betas introduced themselves to me I thought to myself. "I am Raphael Jones," he said. "I'm the alpha of the Midnight Pack." I smiled at him and replied, "Hi, I am Reyna, and I am the queen of the werewolves, as you can see," feeling a bit awkward.

They all laughed, and Alpha Jones introduced his wife and Luna of his pack, Michelle Jones, with a loving look. "Behind me is my beta with his beta female," he continued. I looked at them warmly, and they all seemed like really sweet people.

"Hope you guys enjoy your night," I said, sounding as welcoming as possible. "My house is your house tonight." They all bowed down and left. As they walked away, I heard Raphael's Luna say to her mate, "she is really sweet."

It seemed like an hour of meeting and greeting most of the packs. I still had yet to meet my mate's pack. I saw all my friends and family walk up to me. I loved seeing Carla, Henry, Bell, Axle, and Sarah. Sarah did my hair.

"Mom, Dad, Jessie, Kyle, Belle and Lamar, I want you two to be part of my council," I said to them. Belle and Lamar started to jump in happiness."Thank you so much for this honor," said Jessie.

"Yes, thank you. Being part of the King/Queen's Council is a very big deal. Only a few people get to have this opportunity."said Belle.

"Well, you guys have been with me forever," I said. "All of you show that you all cared for me no matter what and treated me like a normal person." They all bowed, including my parents. Lamar and Belle stayed by my side talking and laughing with me. "So the guy was like," Belle said and stopped at mid-sentence. I turned my head towards where she was starring at.

As I looked up, I saw my mate, he was walking towards us with his beta, Nate, and another woman. Glancing at Belle and Lamar, I noticed they were glaring daggers at them, and I sucked in my breath. As they bowed before me, I saw Jessie and Kyle coming towards me as well. Apparently, they didn't trust my mate around me, but who would?

As my companions reached my side, they were all staring daggers at my mate. His discomfort was apparent, and his hand reached out to me, Kyle, Jessie, Lamar, and Belle as he stepped in front of my throne, blocking himself from them. They all growled at him, and Jessie sneered, "You are not worthy of touching the queen."

I knew that everyone in my group seemed to want to kill my mate, who had rejected me. So, I stood up from the throne and walked towards him. My group stepped aside, and I held my hand towards him. Once our hands shook, I felt tingles go through my whole body, and he said, "My queen."

Curious, I asked, "Who are you?" He replied, "I am Calen Osting, Alpha of the Dark blood pack." Something flashed in his eyes, but he quickly shook it away. I pulled my hand away from his and looked over at his mate, who smiled at me. However, I didn't return the smile.

"Let's go to the Council," I said, passing in between my mate and his supposed mate.

As I made my way out of the royal court, I could see that everyone was bowing their heads and the grand doors were opening for me. I walked out calmly, and as I heard the doors close behind me, I couldn't help but shed a tear. Kyle and Jessie then hugged me tightly, and before I knew it, it had turned into a group hug.

"Now is the time for you to be strong." said Jessie.

"I know," I replied, looking at him. "I just need some time on my own right now."

"Of course," said Belle, motioning for the group to leave me.

I then walked to my room and grabbed a red cloak to match my red dress. Some would say that I looked like Little Red Riding Hood with a crown. I have to admit, the crown was truly beautiful, adorned with diamonds and pearls. Walking out of the room, I made my way to the little garden that was made for me on my 16th birthday. It was my own personal haven, a place where I could think, cry, or feel any type of emotion in peace. Sitting down on the small bench, I looked around and saw the snow falling on top of my favorite flower.

As I sat there, I couldn't help but think about the past six years and why bad luck had come to me during the beginning of my rejection stage. I started to blame God and my parents because my mate had rejected me. I was seriously going insane, and at one point, I wanted to send out guards to go and kill his whole pack. I wanted revenge for what he had done to me. It took me about seven months to start feeling better, and I felt guilty for causing pain and trouble to the people that surrounded me.

I remember one time when my grandmother came to talk to me and told me that it was okay to give people a second chance. Everybody makes wrong choices and can choose to change their mindset. She told me not to be afraid to forgive, as it makes you a better person. However, I don't think I can ever bring myself to forgive him.

All I ever wanted was for someone to love me, but he ruined that for me. When he rejected me, I felt so weak and vulnerable. Even after all these years, I still feel the heartbreak and struggle to move on. Every day feels like a painful reminder of the hurt and rejection I experienced, especially when I see snow falling.

I hate being stuck in this cycle of rejection while he seems happy with someone else. It's not fair, but life isn't always fair, is it? Looking back, I realize how much he ruined my teenage years. While my sisters were out having fun and meeting new people, I was always cooped up in my room, drowning in my own sadness. My grandmother's voice echoes in my head, reminding me to always be forgiving. But how can I forgive someone who caused me so much pain? As I look up at the dark, snowing sky, I can't help but find beauty in the sadness.

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"What are you doing here?" I ask the person approaching as I stood up gracefully from the bench, trying my best to appear calm. His eyes seemed to be staring into my broken soul, and I felt exposed. As he walked closer to me, he asked, "Why did you lie about who you were?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Was he really accusing me of lying about my identity? "You didn't even ask for my name," I pointed out. "You just assumed."

He seemed very angry, but I shook my head. "Why didn't you correct me?" he demanded.

"It didn't matter," I replied, walking towards my little ice flowers. "You already had your mind made up." Unfortunately, because of him, my flowers couldn't seem to grow like the happy spring flowers. Instead, they had to suffer in the winter. I hadn't seen spring in a long time, and I wondered how good the sun would feel on my skin.

"Look, I did a lot of **** ** things in my life," he began to explain, but I cut him off mid-sentence. I really didn't want to hear about his past mistakes. I just wanted some peace and quiet.

"I really have to go," I told him, turning around to face him. "I have a Kingdom to run, and I don't have time for this." I walked past him without looking back, not ready to have any further conversation with him.