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.

Charlotte was born, Anaya

like Anaya too.She also

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

us in exchange of Arnold.The goddess does pity us and she has given us his soul back.Look, isn't she

those words while he

listened in.Her six year old self was

grew up she finally

treated Charlotte

or wanted in the house.She might as well have died in that rogue attack that killed her

least in that way her parents might be a bit remorseful

had come

two hours had passed and

and wore her

was too late to think about

didn’t die at that time, Anaya

day when she won't have to

up in the sky like a free bird.She didn't

aftershocks and it became hard to walk.She

was quiet and dark.She crept her way

by now.It

latched the door and changed out of her

Her camisole was ruined.

exposed to the chilly night air, the

back and clumsily wrapped a roll of bandage over it to help

a pair of old cotton

and a good enough quilt

liked

her numb

her thoughts and emotions as well.It would have

vowed to never

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