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,

too.She also took after

princess.Why so?

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

those words while he

year old self was

up she finally completely

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

might as well have died in that

in that way her parents might be a bit remorseful towards

come to an

than two hours had passed and

and wore

too late to think about

die at that time, Anaya had no endless now, it

there will be a day when she won't have

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

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

crept her way out and went back into

by

latched the door and

Her camisole was ruined.

n***d back exposed to the chilly night

back and clumsily wrapped a roll of

she changed into a thin tshirt and a pair of old cotton pants and laid down on the

good enough quilt to cover her up

liked

made her

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

to never take her own