Alpha's Rejected Mate

Chapter 2: Neither were valuable to her.

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 the

like Anaya too.She

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

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

he played

listened in.Her six year old self was

up she

taking away Arnold and treated Charlotte as

in the house.She might as well have

that way her parents might be a

singing had come

than two hours

sighed and wore her

too late to think about

she didn’t die at that time, Anaya

day when she won't have to

sky like a

it became hard to walk.She somehow went to the door and

dark.She crept her way out and

asleep by now.It

Anaya latched the door and

Her camisole was ruined.

her n***d back exposed to the chilly night air, the wound didn't feel so painful

and clumsily wrapped a roll of bandage over it to help

thin tshirt and a pair of old cotton pants and laid down on the mattress with her stomach

two pillows and a good enough quilt to cover

liked the

made her

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

never take her own

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