Rejected by Him

2

After I saw Dixon and his friends drive away, I start to hoist myself up off of the ground. I can feel multiple bruises starting to form already. Tonight is going to be hell.

I start slowly trudging my way back to the pack house and wince in pain every time I take a step with my left leg. I look down at it and hope that they didn't inflict too much damage to it. Well, I can still walk so it's probably not so bad, but it still hurts like a mother trucker.

When I finally arrive at the pack house, I go up to the attic to search for all of the party supplies that we have stowed away. After a ten minute search, I manage to find a box filled with streamers, fancy lights, gift bags, and many balloons. Jackpot. Well, this should make decorating much easier now.

An hour later, I have almost the entire downstairs decorated. It is filled with blue and green colored balloons of all shapes and sizes as well as a crap ton of streamers and cool light fixtures. All that is left to do is to go to my room and pretend like I don't exist.

As I'm going up the stairs, I hear the front door open and someone speaking. Of course it's Dixon and his friends. I start to speed up my pace in hopes that they won't hurt me. Just as I reach the top of the stairs, a hand reaches out and grabs my collar.

"What do you think you're doing Omega?!? Are you running away from me?" Dixon spits with venom, but I just ignore him. The next thing I know, his eyes turn black from his wolf taking control and I'm falling.

I tumble past Dixon down the stairs in a flurry of limbs sticking out at awkward angles. I cry out in pain as I land at the bottom of the stairs. Well, if my leg wasn't broken from my beating earlier, it sure is now. I look at it just to make sure and I'm proven correct.

Dixon and his friends just laugh at my pain and then walk away. They just left me there with a broken leg?!? Why? What have I done to make them hate me so much? I think as I shed a few tears.

I wish I was with my mom. Dead. It would be better for everyone if I was now wouldn't it.

I attempt to stand up with my not broken leg and limp toward the stairs. I grab the railing and start to slowly hoist myself up the stairs by doing a weird hopping maneuver to make it up each step.

When I finally make it up to my room, I sit on my bed and just cry. I cry for my pain. For my anguish. For my mom. For everything. Why can't life ever be easy for me like it is for others?

Then, I hear a loud gasp. I look up to see Grace standing in front of me and looking down at me with pity. She doesn't even ask what happened, she just gets to work on trying to help me. She sets my bone back into place before she grabs things that could substitute a cast. With being a werewolf and all, I have accelerated healing, but this will still probably take a few weeks to properly heal.

She helps me stand up and then realizes that I will need some crutches so she whispers to me that she will go grab some and be back in a few minutes.
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As the party nears, I start to get a strange feeling like something bad will happen tonight but I don't know what.

As a member of the pack, I'm obligated to be down in the living room with all of the other pack members at midnight to see Dixon meet his mate for the first time.

They say that when your wolf meets their mate and your mate for the first time that it's like magic. You look into their eyes and you just know that they are the one. They are your other half and help you in everything that you do.

This is why it is so important that the alpha finds his mate. Because if he doesn't, then the whole pack can suffer. I hope that he meets his mate just for the sake of not wanting to suffer even more than I already am.

At 11:55 I go downstairs to the party with the help of Grace and my two new best friends, my crutches.

I just want this night to be over with already. I don't care who he gets as a mate as long as it is not his bitćh of a girlfriend who lives to make my life hell.

As midnight approaches, you can feel the anticipation crackling in the air like electricity. Everyone is excited... Well, except for me. Even Grace is acting pretty giddy. She must just want to know who her new Luna will be. I can't blame her.

Dixon and his father walk to the front of the room and everybody goes silent.

"Good evening everyone. We are gathered here today to celebrate my son's eighteenth birthday, the finding of your new Luna, and the transition of power aka the pack being given from me to my son. As the clock strikes midnight, his wolf will be on full alert to find his mate. So unmated ladies, please step forward and we will commence soon."

Everyone cheers and then people start shuffling around. I don't even bother. It's not like he will be my mate anyway and I'm in too much pain to care about moving.

The clock strikes midnight and Dixon's eyes turn a dark black, a sign that his wolf is in control now. He starts to scan the room, looking for his mate. His eyes pass by every girl that he sees in the group at the front. Hmmmm... he should have found her by now if she was here. What is taking so long?

People start chatting nervously and shuffle around the room. The people who were standing in front of me left and I was in the direct line of Dixon's sight. His eyes stop on me and widen slightly.

Oh shít. Dixon is my mate?!?!? How am I going to get out of this? As I try to think of an escape plan, he starts walking toward me, eliciting gasps from all of the pack members. When he is right in front of me, he stops.

The next thing I know, his hand smacks me across the face and my head turns to the side from the force of the impact.

"How dare the moon Goddess pair me with someone as insignificant and ugly as yourself," Dixon starts saying while I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that he is my mate," you are a disgrace to this pack and you will never be good enough for me let alone these people. I, Dixon Miller, reject you, Jane Artemis, as my mate."

I look away after he says those words. I never thought that my mate would ever reject me. No one does because it isn't very common for a werewolf to do so. Many times, it makes them go insane. I must be strong though. "I, Jane Artemis, accept your rejection Alpha Dixon," I say with a bowed head as a tear slips from my eye and runs over the handprint on my cheek.

"Good. Now get away from me," he sneers as he walks away.
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Everyone starts to gossip about how I was so pathetic that my own mate didn't even want me. Grace quickly helps me up, glares at everyone, and rushes me upstairs into my room.

"Are you going to stay here or do you want to run away?" Is the first thing that she says to me when we enter my room.

"Honestly, I just want to get away from this hell hole. The only reason that I wanted to stay here in the first place was to find my mate. And now that I have been rejected, I don't see a point in staying and being tortured every day because of it."

"Where will you go? Do you want me to go with you. Just say the words and I'm there sistah."

"Grace, you need to stay here and be happy. I'll be fine on my own. For a while at least. I think that I'll go live in the woods near that creek a little ways off of our territory in rogue land."

"Just be careful," she says to end our conversation. We both start putting some of my stuff into a backpack, not that I had much to put in there anyway.

"I'll miss you babes," she says to me, a tear rolling down her cheek. And with that, she helps me sneak down the back staircase and out the back door without anyone noticing. She hugs me one more time before turning around and walking back inside.

I take a deep breath and a small smile comes to my face. There is nothing keeping me here anymore. It is time for me to do something for myself for once.

I take the first step away from the house and never look back.