Loving my Alpha mate who rejected me (MAJOR EDITING IN PROCESS)

Loving my Alpha mate who rejected me

Jadlyn is a regular werewolf. She is 125 pounds and is 165cm in height. She has low self-esteem, always thinking herself to be fat. She is neither a bully nor a bullied. 

But rather, unnoticable. 

She was always lonely, always left out from fun others experienced. Not once she attended any sort of parties. When she saw people, even those who were bullied, met their mates, they became so happy. Like they had forgotten their horrible past and had a new life ahead.

She waited patiently for her eighteen birthday to come. She was beyond excited to meet her mate. To bring her out from her cold, lonely, misery. To love her for who she is.

Little did she know there was a sad side to the mating between werewolves. There are the rejected. 

The day came, where she found her mate and to her delight it was the Alpha himself. She was beyond ecstatic. 

What she didn't expect, came. She was rejected. 

But she didn't except it. She knew that she was loved. She was still hanging on to her thinking that even if she isn't loved, one day she will be loved.

She hung onto, no matter how she was treated. Everyday was like a living hell as they pick on her, abuse her.

She still believed the Alpha loved her.

But she was wrong.

Jadlyn POV

I sat on my bed, using the blanket to cover myself up to my shoulders. I hugged myself tightly as i shivered incessantly. 

"BOOM!" another thunder stormed through the sky and i flinched.

The heavy rain pelted hard against the window, breaking the creepy silence in my room. Something that i'm glad for.

I rubbed my arms to create friction and keep myself warm. Accidentally, i pressed too hard against my fresh cuts and bruises, making a small cry tear out from my throat. This wounds will heal, just like my broken heart.

But it's ok. No matter how many times he breaks my heart. It's ok. For he will love me sooner or later.

Right?

"BAM!" my door slammed open and i jumped, biting onto my lip, stopping my scream halfway. Derek sttod there, his figure in a slouching position. His gold locks, looked duller than usual and is tousled in a mess. His shirt lopsided to a side, exposing his left collarbone more and his bermudas, hanging low on his hips, ready to drop any moment. His hand holding onto a beer bottle. 

My heart palpitated quickly in fear and adrenaline pumped through my veins. It's ok. Just endure the pain, it'll will be over soon.

It will be over soon. 

"YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING BITCHY SLUT OF A MATE!! GET OUT!!!" Derek shouted as sent a kick flying into my gut. Blood spewed from my mouth and i wiped it off lightly, wncing a little from moving my torso.

"I CANNOT BELIEVE IT!!!! ME! AN ALPHA! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO HAVE A FAT BITCH AS A MATE! WHYY!!!! I THOUGHT I WOULD BE PAIRED UP WITH- *cough* A HOT SEXY CHICK! WOLF SPIRITS CURSED ME TO BE WITH THIS FAT ASS! WHYYYYYYY" Derek cried in agony to the heavens.

The words pierced me hard but i stayed on, fighting my tears. He is just drunk. It'll all be over soon.

What he said surprised me next as i heard a loud crash. 

"Be gone bitch" he sneered, his face scrunching up in contempt and disgust. He lifted the broken beer bottle and my eyes widen in horror at the horrible sight of the jagged edge, glinting under the moonlight.

"N-no" i cried out, my voice raspy. He wouldn't do this to me. Not this.

He wouldn't kill me.

Right?

He brought the sharp-edged beer bottle down onto my stomach and stabbed hard and fast. My eyes widen as i felt my innadrs tear apart. Tears welled up at the corner of my eyes, threatening to fall at the slightest movement. My mouth open to let out a blood-curdling scream but the scream was blocked out by the overpowering rush of blood that began to gurgle out of my mouth.

It hurts.

My vision was red and all i could smell was that horrible metallic stench. My tongue felt warm and sticky with thick coat of blooding coating my teeth. 

Why? Why would he do this to me?

I felt my body weaken. Life slowly sipped out of my body as i began to feel light-headed. Was this what he wanted?

I peered up at him through my blurry vision and saw him laughing his head off. I saw his lips move but i can't seem to hear a thing. I smiled at him. Is this is what he wanted, i won't fight him from gaining it. 

I hope he is happy with this. If he's happy, i'm happy.

He left the room by slamming the door shut with a loud bang as i stayed still on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The first lone tear made its way across my temple, dripping onto the bloodied sheets. My heart constricted tightly as i felt it slowly fall into pieces. My wolf, giving up on hope that he might love us, retracted from me and left my body there, wounded.

Why heal? When there's no point livnig.

As though a whisper, i heard someone day "You will be fine"

Then the cold, familiar darkness conquered my consciousness.