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.

was born,

looked like Anaya too.She also

treated like a princess.Why so? Wasn't she also

given to us in exchange of Arnold.The goddess does pity us and she has given us his soul back.Look, isn't she just like Arnold? Her smile is just

had spoken those words while he

had listened in.Her six year old

grew up she finally completely

for taking away Arnold and treated Charlotte as

loved or wanted in the house.She might as well have

in that way her parents might be a bit remorseful towards

come to

fact, more than two hours had passed and

sighed and

to think about

die at that time, Anaya had no endless now, it wasn't really

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

and fly up in the sky like a free

and it became hard

was quiet and dark.She crept her way

by now.It was

Anaya latched the door and

Her camisole was ruined.

night

clumsily wrapped a roll of

thin tshirt and a pair of old cotton pants and laid

quilt to cover her up

liked the

made her

would have been better if the cold

had vowed to never take her own