The Lycan's Rejected Mate

Anaiah's POV

My name is Anaiah Ross. The most hated wolf in the pack, when I shifted into my wolf for the first time, I killed Tomas Rivers, our Alpha's brother, who attempted to rape me.

Tomas Rivers was a pedophile who used to touch me inappropriately when no one was watching. That's why I'm not sorry I killed him.

Since that day, the pack has been mistreating and bullying me. They beat, starve, and make me clean the pack house day in and day out.

I tried to tell them it was only self-defense, but they didn't believe me. Tomas' wife, Leah, denied all the accusations and said that her husband was a perfect man. I know she knows the truth.

My parents turned their backs on me because, after the murder, they were demoted from their Gamma status to Omegas. Omegas are considered the weakest link of the pack, others are strong, but most are just cleaners and help out around the pack. They have no major role, like fighting in wars or any important pack political business.

"Where is that bitch!" Leah sneers. I roll my eyes because of everyone here. She makes my life a living hell. I was supposed to be banished after I killed Tomas, but my parents pleaded and asked on my behalf, saying it was my first shift and lost control.

I get out of my room, it is almost an old walk-in closet next to the storeroom on the second floor. There is a mattress and an old broken mirror. I only have a few clothes, shoes, and a collection of my favorite books.

I mentally prepare myself for all the insults and beating I'll receive. Once in the main room, Leah is standing elegantly in a long dress and heels, one hand on her hip as she taps her feet against the floor in impatience, the other hand holding a yellow fabric that she throws in my face as soon as I'm at arm's reach. I remove it from my face and throw it on the floor, annoyed.

"Um..." I trail, pointing at the dress on the floor. Leah is livid now, and I didn't expect her to slap me and blood splatter from my nose as I fall to the ground from the impact. She kicks me once again in the stomach, and I grunt.

"I told you to hand wash it!" She yells. I cover my face with my arms as I take blow after blow.

It has been like this since her husband died, and I'm here to take all her hate.

I go to the Omega bathroom to clean myself. The cold water hits my body, and I shiver.

I change my clothes and leave the bathroom, going to get started on breakfast.

The pack-house has over 100 people staying here who live in luxurious suites with their families, while others who are unmated or without families have designer rooms.

With only a few other Omegas to help me, I prepared a full English breakfast.

I start to serve when I see Amos, our future Alpha and one of the strongest wolves in the pack. He is Cassanova, but I have a small crush on him. Keyword; Small.

He mostly irritates me and bullies me like others. The last time I spilled coffee on his girlfriend, Eunice, he slapped me. My wolf wanted to fight back, but I knew he could end our lives.

Amos's eyes met mine, and he visibly stiffened and widened his eyes. I ignore his weird behavior and continue serving breakfast. Ignoring all the snarky comments they are throwing my way, I look at my parents, but they only glare at me with hate. I swallow and inhale, walking away sadly. Tears well in my eyes but I don't cry. I can't be weak. I need to leave this place once I'm eighteen and start a new life, so I promised myself to be strong. I will survive. I will take all the beating.

'Don't worry, our mate will love us,' beams my wolf, Chalo.

A mate is a soulmate that completes a wolf's life. My wolf has been wanting one since we learned what mates are, and she believes he will save us from all the pain and torture. He will love us forever, and together we will have a beautiful family I didn't have.

I see a few students going to school, and I smile. I miss school even though all they did was prank me, but my teachers were good to me because I was a straight-A student and would win most competitions. The Alpha and Luna stopped my education in my sophomore year because they said they couldn't waste their resources on me when all I'm good for is cleaning and cooking, and let's face it, I wasn't going to get into a good college.

When I finish my chores, I go to get some vitamin D outside as my skin was too pale due to being indoors. I smile when the sun hits my skin and my wolf purrs. I hid in the bleachers while watching the warriors of the pack train. I like to observe them while they train so that I can know some basics about defending myself.

The Dawnrise is not the strongest and has survived this far by maintaining a good relationship with other strong packs like the Lycans. Dawnrise's worst fear is angering them. Hence, every year, they hold a ceremony to renew their treaties. They feast and celebrate alliances that were made many years ago.

I feel a hand roughly grab my hair from behind. I fall on my back facing the sky.

"How dare you make eye contact with my boyfriend!"

Anaiah's POV

Eunice is standing over me with her arms crossed over her chest with a triumphant smile. I scowl and try to get up, but a kick in my stomach stops me. She and her two bimbos hit me several times, and she snarls.

I cough, making my ribs hurt. My wolf is trying to help me heal quickly, but since we don't shift as much as the others, my healing is not as good as other wolves.

I get up to my feet with so much difficulty, but she kicks my legs, and I fall back down. She puts her heel over my neck, and I close my eyes, waiting for the worst.

"What I have to do is press a little harder, and I can take you out of your misery," She says. My heart is beating so fast, and my wolf is growling even though she can't fight back in this situation. Chalo has a strong fighting spirit and has given it to me, but I know when to quit, and she doesn't. I don't want to die.

My wolf, Chalo, resurfaces, and, using her strength, I kick Eunice in the legs. She is on the ground. Those weak stupid bitch minions of hers scream, scared, but no one tries to stop me. Anger courses through me. I feel the adrenaline pumping through me, and I hover over her, punching her face repeatedly. Soon, the men that were training surrounded us. Others were cheering while others are watching silently, but Eunice only barks and has had no bite since we were young.

A tingling sensation rushes down my skin as I feel myself being lifted off Eunice's body by huge strong hands, but my wolf is not done with her yet, so I kick and scream.

"Let me fucking go!" I scream at whoever is carrying me away from there. I jump off the shoulder of the man who carried me and is ready to punch him in the face, but I'm taken back to see it is Amos. He looks so sexy in his basketball shorts, his hair is disheveled, and goddamn it, his chest is as hot as fuck. I can see his muscular body, and I swallow thickly. Seeing that I'm staring, he smirks at me, and I blush involuntarily, looking away from him.

"Causing trouble, Omega?" He says in an angry voice.

"She came at me first!" I retorted.

"You'll be punished for what you did. Do you know who she is?" He growls, pushing me against the tree. I wince at the pain in my back. He wraps his hand around my neck and chokes me.

"She's your fucking Luna," he grits.

I try to hit him, but he doesn't let go. It's like hitting a wall. He finally lets me go, and I fall to the ground, inhaling as much air as I can.

He crouches down next to me and looks at me with a softness I've never seen before while I glare at him. His eyes are a shade darker, and I know he is linking with someone. He clears his throat and orders.

"You will be locked in the dungeon for the coming days," I widen my eyes in horror.

"But she started it!" I croak, I've been in the dungeons a few times, and It's not a place I like to be. It's dark and scary, and the guards there are the most immoral while they beat the offenders. They sexually assault women they like. It has happened to me a few times. I wasn't raped thank goodness.

He stands up to leave but turns to look at me, "Before I forget, I Amos Rivers, reject you, Anaiah Ross, as my mate and future Luna."

I was in shock, and his words kept repeating in my head. I didn't say anything or even react. Amos was my mate. He's twenty-four years old, so he knew all along that we were mated but watched them beat and abuse me.

Amos is standing over me with no emotions on his face, no remorse whatsoever.

"Guards!"

A few guards ran to us, bowing before the Alphas. Behind them, Eunice is there too, her eyes are red, and her perfect blonde hair is disheveled. Her plastic face has cuts, and she has a busted lip. She comes to stand next to the Alpha and whispers something in his ears, and after a long thought, he nods his acceptance.

"Lock her up, whip her every day until I say no more," Her voice is smooth as she orders, but my eyes are fixed on my mate. A sting on my cheek brings me back to the present, and I touch my cheeks. Suddenly, tears fall, and I don't have the chance to wipe them. Strong huge hands grab my arms and drag me a few feet away from the two couples. Once in the dark dungeon, they throw me to the ground like a sack of potatoes, and they exit the room. I feel it, my chest constricts, and a fire within me burn terribly. I let out a sob for the first time in forever. I cry for the horrible life I've lived since I was thirteen years old, for my parents, their abandonment, their hate, and, lastly, for Amos, my mate. I thought when I found my mate, he would love and protect me as a mate should, but today, he's taken away all my will to fight, my wolf withdraws to the dark part of my mind, and I howl, feeling more alone than ever.

Days passed by fast, and every day, the guards came to wipe me with very painful lashes. My back had cuts and tears of flesh on it. I bet I looked disgusting. I am only allowed one meal a day; bread and water. I haven't felt Chalo since our mate rejected us.

She is depressed and sad like me. I get up from the cold floor and clutch my chest as I say the words.

"I, Anaiah Ross, accept your rejection, Amos Rivers!"

Amos's POV

I was welcoming our guests for the renewal treaty celebration when something tugged on my heart. Something was wrong. My wolf Narcisse was giving me a hard time, growling and snarling at me. There are times he acts sick. He hates me, and I rejected our mate, but I can't accept her as my mate, especially my Luna. She killed my uncle.

'In self-defense!' Narcisse growls.

'No one believes her,' I retort. My uncle was a bastard, but he was still my family. She could have dealt with the situation better than killing him in cold blood.

'She was fucking thirteen years old! She had no control over her wolf, Amos. I can tell that her wolf is strong,' he says the last part proudly. Indeed, my uncle had Alpha blood and was one of the strongest wolves, but she still bested him.

Anaiah Ross is not only the most beautiful girl in the pack but even behind her dirty clothes, she can make any man bow to his knees. She has endured so many hardships since she was a little girl.

'She can make a fine Luna,' Breathes Narcisse.

'Yes, not ours. We shall make Eunice our Luna as my parents want. Her parents are strong and have been our allies for years,'

Eunice is an entitled brat and a crying baby, but I have to be with her to strengthen my pack, and she's a good fuck, but mostly when I fuck her or any other wolf, I picture Anaiah under me, her baby blue eyes, her long hair, and round breast. Her plump lips and beautiful face are enough to make me cum like a teenager for the first time.

Damn, she's the epitome of beauty. Thinking about her makes my dick hard in my jeans. I excuse myself and go to my office. I call an Omega who is more than happy. She gets on her knees and takes my long, hard cock in her mouth, and begins to move. I let out growls of pleasure and held the back of her neck, guiding her harder and faster, deep-throating me.

"More, Anaiah," I moaned, and the slutty Omega bobbed her head faster, and I groaned as I released in her mouth. She swallows my cum and gets to her feet, smiling and looking satisfied.

"Oh my Alpha, you are amazing, as usual," she purrs. I go to my desk and sit on my chair, leaning and relaxing when I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my chest. I groan and growl and the Omega comes to me worried, but I bear my sharp canines at her and she staggers, falling on her side in fear.

"Get out," I growl as the pain only intensifies.

'WHAT IS GOING ON?' I ask Narcisse. He's also in so much pain.

'Our mate has accepted our rejection,'

'NO!' I roar.

My chest burned for hours, and my breath came out in short pants. The fucking bitch accepted my rejection.

How can she? Why would she?

I thought she would wait longer to give me time to reconsider and take her back. I thought she would beg me to take back my rejection, but she accepted it. I growled at the thought of that. Anger coarse through me, but I couldn't leave my office because I was in too much pain. My wolf was whimpering and howling in sadness. I was feeling so many emotions, but I couldn't pinpoint which one, but I knew one thing. I needed to see her. I have to see Anaiah. I refuse to let her go. I can't lose my mate because I'm afraid of what others will say.

After I calmed down and the painful sensations began to disappear. I mind-linked the head guard to get her out of the dungeon, but no one answered. I couldn't even feel their wolves! What the fuck was happening to my men?

I march towards the dungeons in anger, and once I'm there, the guards at the entrance are in deep conversation. I growled, alerting them of my presence, and they stood straight, saluting me.

I went straight to the cell where they kept my mate but the silver bars were ripped from their hinges. I snarled when I saw two men carrying the bodies of dead men. They looked like they were ripped apart by a beast.

"What happened?"

"The Lycan King was here, he- he took the girl,"

I grabbed him by the collar and growled in his face.

"What do you mean took her?"

"Some guards were - um, sir..." He was stuttering, and I was getting frustrated. What did the guards do to my mate?

"If you don't stop your stuttering, or I'll snap your fucking neck,"

I threw him against the wall, and he grunted painfully.

"The men assaulted her, and the King killed him, sir," he said with difficulty. My anger rose, and I clenched my teeth, growling furiously.

"Where is she?!"

"I... I don't know, sir," He trembled. I left the cells after mind-linking with some guards. They informed me Anaiah had been taken to the hospital. I rushed there and saw that she was peacefully lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Her face was bruised, and it made me shudder. She was underweight and pale, her hair was disheveled, and her features were soft. I caressed her soft cheek and felt faint tingles under my fingers.

I bent down and kissed her forehead but stopped when I sensed someone's presence behind me. I turned around to face the intruder.

"What happened to her?"

Leondre's POV

I didn't want to come to this poor excuse of a pack, but it was my duty as a Lycan King to attend, so I did. The Dawnrise pack isn't the strongest or wealthiest, but they are doing well for themselves and have survived this far because of their alliances. However, the Alpha and Luna are not the most intelligent of the pack, but oh well, at least they are leading to the best of their abilities.

Once the celebration begins, they announce they will pass down the Alpha title to their son, Amos. He's a strong wolf and might even be more capable of leading than his parents.

Amos walks on stage with a she-wolf by his side, she has a huge smile plastered on her face, and I assume she's his Luna. The outgoing Alpha briefly gives a speech, he acknowledges my presence, and people applaud. Amos is then called on stage and says his vows.

"I, Amos Rivers, will lead this pack, fair and to the best of my abilities," He continues, and together they join their hands, and the transfer of power is complete. We applaud him, and the crowd cheers for their new Alpha. Everyone is dancing and clapping.

"Can we go already?" Asks my Beta, Danford. He also didn't want to come.

"Not yet. We are leaving tomorrow. For now, go and entertain yourself," I shrugged, getting a glass of champagne from one of the servers. Danford scowls like a child, but it immediately goes when he sees five girls batting their lashes and giggling at us. He grins and looks at me.

"I think we should stick around, you know, as we can't leave these pretty ladies in dire need of our company," He says, winking at the blushing ladies. But I only turned away. Danford is the biggest player in the world. Despite being twenty-four like me, he also hasn't found his mate and has made it his life's goal to whore around until he finds her, but I, on the other hand, do have women to gratify my sexual desires, but only two or three and there are no feelings attached whatsoever, I can only get attached to my mate and Luna, the woman who I will love and the mother of my heirs. I leave my Beta with his whores and interact with other prominent Alphas. They ask about the Lycan pack and all, but I'm beginning to get bored, and my Lycan is getting agitated by every minute that passes.

'Mate,' Saga growls in my head, immediately getting on four paws.

'Where?' I could have sensed her the minute I saw her. I frantically look around the party, but I can't seem to find her. I rushed out of the party to see the Alphas. I need to know if all members of the pack are here.

I go straight to the Alpha's office but don't enter, as I hear moans of pleasure coming from there, so I go to the former Alpha. They are laughing and chatting with some other Alphas. I march over to them.

"Has everyone in the pack attended the ceremony?" I all but growled at them. They take a step back, and he wraps his arm around his mate. Everyone present shrinks at my Alpha aura, but I don't care. I need to find my mate now.

"Ye-yes... they are," he stutters, not meeting my eyes.

"I don't think so, my Lycan senses his counterpart, but I can't find her, only the remnant of her scent."

Luna hides in her husband's chest at my anger, and she answers.

"Yes, my King, all the unmated females are here," She cries, frustrated. I growl, and the whole party goes silent. I take a calming breath, but my blood boils when I feel someone trying to force themselves on my mate. My eyes darken. Saga takes over, and his domineering tone makes them all bow when he speaks.

"I'M GOING TO KILL ALL OF YOU BASTARDS IF I DON'T FIND HER IN FIVE MINUTES!" I roar.

"My King, there are some females in the dungeon. She might be one of them," Cries a female.

I growled as I rushed to the dungeon. The guards there make way for me, and as I run, her intoxicating scent is getting stronger and undeniably sweet. I follow it, and her scream of panic is getting stronger. My blood is boiling. When I reach the cell where she is, I tear the grill bars and step in. The guards all freeze, looking at me with terror. My eyes go to the floor where a frail girl is lying. Tears streaming down her beautiful face, and her claws are out. She looks on the verge of passing out, and there is blood all over the floor. A man is on top of her without a shirt, and I see red. My Lycan wants the blood of the male straddling my soulmate and was clearly about to rape her.

"Mate," as those words leave my mouth, the guards are shaking in fear. They recognize who I am and are gaping and looking between us. Saga wastes no time attacking, and in a minute, they are lifeless on the ground.

I get on my knees, removing the hair covering her face, and she lazily looks at me. Her beautiful sapphire blue eyes look lifeless. When I carry her, she weighs nothing. She is extremely underweight and pale.

"What did they do to you?" I mutter, kissing her forehead. She slowly raises her hand to touch my clean chin and drops it again before darkness envelopes her.

Someone needs to pay for this.

Leondre's POV

I took my mate to the pack house hospital. I lay her on the bed, and the doctors asked me to leave the room, but I didn't do it. I'm not leaving her side, ever. My Beta comes to my side, putting a hand on my shoulder. I'm sure the people who were there informed him about the situation.

"Is that the Luna?" he asks, looking at the girl on the bed. The doctors attending her look wary of me because my Alpha aura is going crazy, but I can't help it. They were torturing her.

"My Ki-king, I think you should... um, leave. You won't want to see this," A tall nurse speaks in a stutter.

"She's right, and already the doctors can't do their job well. Your aura is imposing," Dan says. I shake my head. I want to see what they did to her.

"No,"

The doctors turn her on her belly and tear her already torn shirt. My Beta gasps. I repress a growl and clutch my fist. Her back is red and bloody. They have been hitting her. Some cuts are so deep and unable to heal themselves. I move closer to her instinctively. There are dark scars as well, and my Lycan howls in anguish.

"No doubt she was abused a lot. Some scars are old," Mumbles the doctor as he begins to clean her, even in her sleeping state, she flinches as the medicine touches her back. I hold her hand.

"Sorry baby, they'll pay for this," I promise her silently. The Alpha family will bear ten times what they did to her. I let go of her hand and left the room. My Beta is calling my name, but I don't answer him. I need to be alone right now.

I reach the woods in no time and shift into my fierce Lycan. With one loud howl, we take off into the forest to run. We have been running for a few hours now, the images of how I found my mate haunting my memories, questions bombarding my mind. What if I wasn't there? What if I was a minute late? What would have happened? Would she have seen the day again? I run harder and push forward.

After hours of running, I thought my anger would have subsided, but it didn't. I go back to the pack house. It is quiet, and everyone is still sleeping, so I go to their minibar, drinking my favorite whiskey.

Feeling fatigued, it takes over my body. I go to the room they prepared for me to rest, but I mind linking my Beta to tell him to stay with my mate. Once I hit the bed, I again think of my beautiful mate. I don't even know her name yet. I want to know everything about her, but mostly why she was in that terrible place. The dungeons only hold the most dangerous wolves, but can she be? She looks so frail and perfect like she wouldn't even hurt a fly.

'I can't sense her wolf,' Saga says. I did notice that. The tingles were there when our skin made contact, but they were not as strong.

We will find out what happened.