Alpha's Rejected Mate

Anaya spent the entire evening in the basement.She fell asleep soon after she laid down and woke up naturally a few hours later.No one came up banging on her door to wake her up or called her to do chores.It only meant that she wasn't needed yet.

Even after waking up at night, Anaya didn't go back outside.She could hear some music playing upstairs.

It was the birthday song that the other kids were singing for Charlotte.

Anaya sat up with some difficulty.

The blood on her back had already died and pulled at her skin.It was painful but nothing Anaya had not felt before.

Pain was the only familiar sensation she felt these days.

Anaya slowly hummed the song in the basement.Her low voice echoed after the song.

It made the basement even more gloomy and sad.

Anaya drew a small cake shape into the dirt with her finger and blew on it when the song finished.

She was official sixteen today.

"Happy birthday Arnold."

Anaya whispered, "I miss you."

There wasn't a single day in Amara's life when she was reminded of her brother.

Everytime she looked into the mirror, every time her parents looked at her with displeasure.

It always reminded Anaya that Arnold was not here anymore behaviour after Arnold died.

She was just five at that time.She didn't understand anything, let alone the deep emotions of mourning and hate.She was told that she was too much like Arnold and she reminded them of him.

Anaya could understand that.She also felt guilty and accepted her life as it came.

after Charlotte was born, Anaya had

like Anaya too.She also

princess.Why so? Wasn't

she has given us his soul back.Look, isn't she just like Arnold?

father had spoken those words while he played with his two month

six year

grew up

for taking away Arnold and treated Charlotte as the goddess gift and

house.She might as well have died

way her parents might be a bit remorseful

had come to

hours had passed and Anaya didn't

sighed and wore her

late to think

at that time, Anaya

will be a day when she won't have to suffer

from this prison and fly up in the sky like a free bird.She didn't know when that

were left with the aftershocks and it became hard to walk.She somehow

quiet and dark.She crept her way out and

asleep by

attic, Anaya latched the door and changed out of her

Her camisole was ruined.

back exposed to the chilly night air, the wound didn't feel so

on her back and clumsily wrapped a roll of bandage over it to help the ointment

tshirt and a pair of old

quilt

liked

made her

wished it numbed away her thoughts and emotions as well.It would have been better if the cold away her breath and soul

vowed to never take