You Rejected Me Alpha, Remember?

Chapter 049

Chapter 049


Myra's point of view


"No no no no no no!" I cried as I realized I was back at the same spot again. Why? How?


I've done everything, changed course, switched decisions, but ultimately it was futile. The end is always the same.


I get killed, pulled apart, mulled to pieces, in brutal ways that traumatized me further, then I slip into consciousness and only wake up back here at this spot again for the whole thing to happen again.


Again and again, and again.


I thought maybe if I could change one or two things then I might intercept the event's outcome to favor me. But nothing I've done so far assured that.


I've locked the door and didn't allow my father go outside, those wolves just broke down the door and kill us all inside. Before we started dinner, I pushed myself and my parents out to start running so we could escape them, somehow they found out and the result was the same.


When I recycled at this same position, I tried not to move, not to go to them, perhaps if I didn't surface then it might put an end to the nightmare, but I was wrong. In fact not wrong, I couldn't stay back and not show myself.


It's like a force had pushed me into motion when I decided I wasn't going move, the force escorted me till I landed at my mother's door. And before I could think to turn back to leave, my mother pulled her door open to always reveal that beautiful face of hers in smiles to welcome me.


Then it wouldn't be that long before everything turns to gore and blood.


I've tried so many times to remember how I ended up in this nightmare, how I arrived at this terror? But every single time I forced my brain for the information, all I get are blur images and nothing useful.


Cause maybe, just maybe if I'm able to remember how I ended up here then it might be ticket to end it.


Soon enough I was gathered around the table to have dinner with my parents, and things I know too well had started to happen. Like the strange sound, like a thud that usually comes first, next my father decides to go check it out, and that's when it becomes shit.


I've fought it too many times and lost so there's no point in fighting it again. Clearly the end is inevitable, I should bother myself less and sit there in silence while it all plays out.


It's not that I can't remember how in particular I landed in this freakish state or world, but like in general I can't remember a thing about myself, or my life.


I don't know who I am. I just know I'm a werewolf, a forbidden wolf, and that my wolf is an omega. That's all I know about myself.


The familiar thing with this situation never came to me, I just sensed it was familiar and that was it. I also never pinpointed what it was that was strange here.


All I've been able to deduce is that I'm stuck in a terror loop, and there's no intercepting the end. I'm likely stuck here forever.


Stuck to die in a brutal way, and rewind back to die all over again.


It is time I come to accept that fact. Nobody is coming to save me, not even the Moon Goddess. This is the fate she'd willed and chosen for me.


I wonder why she'd do this to me, was it because I'm one of her forbidden creature so I don't deserve a good fate? Or she just doesn't like me enough to think I deserve a good life.


My father had gone to die, and my mother had followed and it was now my turn.


The door to the house broke down, as their snarls and growls flayed into the room. I remain seated on my chair, made me no move or a sound.


I heard their paws beat closer and soon I felt a sharp edge dug into my nape from behind, I winced at the cruel impact. Tears stung at my eyes, but I refuse to shed any.


There was no point in crying, the tears wouldn't stop them or make them pity. It's just as useless as my efforts to end this madness.


I was pushed to the ground, and pounced upon. Different canines yanked on my skin and began pulling my body apart one by one.


In no time I lost consciousness, and was back at the same spot.


I heaved a deep sigh, tired as fuck. It's like I got healed, but I still could feel the pain of getting yanked apart all over my body.


I rubbed on my neck as I pushed forward to go meet my fate, my palm moved closer to a spot that when touched felt extremely rough. It's like a closed wound that still hurts.


I pinched on the spot, but felt no pain, I rubbed on it harder, hoping it'd be my last resort to a ticket out of here. I cringed aloud as an immense pain knocked on my head.


Images that weren't blurry this time flashed across my head. I saw myself with a man, a strange man, he was tall and really handsome, his eyes were blue and the most beautiful shades I've ever seen.


The name Logan whispered into my ears from nowhere, fear gripped my soul as I stared around in cognizance.


By this time I've gotten to our doorstep and our door has pulled open to reveal my mother smiley face, only the smile leveled into a frown once she was my frightened face.


"Sweetheart, are you alright?"


My father came up from behind her, quickly wearing the same worried look once he saw him. "What's wrong? Come inside?" He prompted as they parted a way for me inside.


I rubbed on the spot that brought about my sudden condition. Like I expected, another gust of pain banged on my head.


"Argh!!!" I groaned, my eyes closing as I fell to my knees.


I felt my parents rushed to my side and aid my movement to walk me inside for proper inspection.


More images poured into my brain. Apart from the strange man I'd seen the other time, I also saw another one, he's a different epitome of beauty.


Insanely tall and muscular, he was built like a handsome devil while the other was like a stunning angel. They were equal parts of beautiful, but different.


My parents managed me inside and sat me down on their couch, my mom rushed off to go get some water while my father tried to know what's wrong with me.


I ignored the both of them and continue to rub on the spot on my neck. More than images reigned in this time, answers were suddenly popping up to my questions.


This whole place, the whole scenario, it was because I've lived it once as a child. This was how I lost my parents, how they died and how I nearly died too.


A loud thud blared from outside, and it didn't take me long to figure out what is next to happen. So remembering my past doesn't even help like I thought it would.


Else why are they back? How exactly do I get out?"


The door to our house pushed open and a man I recognized rushed in, he was the strange guy in my memories. The one with the angelic face or beauty.


Wow, he looks so much better in peace.


"Myra!" He chanted my name as he looked around till his eyes found mine staring at his ethereal face. He rushed to my side, pulled me away from my father and into a warm hug.


I curved a sheepish smile, who is he? He scented heavily, I moaned silently into his chest and returned the hug.


"Let's get you home." He pulled away to hold my hand.


"Hold on young man, who are you and where did you come from? You can't just come in here, hug my daughter and say-"


The loud crash of our door breaking down into pieces as three mighty wolves came into view, snapping to reveal their long razored teeth.


"Good Goddess, is this what you've been dealing with?" The strange man with the handsome face said, and I was confused on what he's talking about.


Is he a messenger of the Moon Goddess? Is he to save me?


The Moon Goddess didn't hate me after all, I just needed to lament since.


The strange man tugged on my wrist and made me face him, he dropped my hand and brought both of his palms up to my face, he cupped my face into his large hands.


"Wake up!" He shook me a little, "Snap out of it, Myra De Vries."


Suddenly everything went black. As though all has crashed and I was finally dead like I've wanted since I've woken up to this nightmare.


Black. Pitch black.