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

Anaya too.She also took after

so? Wasn't she also just like Arnold?

given to us in exchange of Arnold.The goddess does pity us and she has

those words while he played with

had listened in.Her six year old

up

Charlotte as the goddess gift and a replacement of

the house.She might as well have died in that rogue attack

that way her parents

singing had come

fact, more than two hours had passed and Anaya

and

late to think about those

that time, Anaya had no endless now,

day when she won't

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

and it became hard to walk.She

crept her way

by

the attic, Anaya latched the door and changed out of her

Her camisole was ruined.

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

a spatula to apply ointment on her back and clumsily wrapped

tshirt and a pair of old cotton pants

had two pillows and a good enough quilt to cover her up

Anaya liked the

her numb to

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

never take her