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.

was born, Anaya had the

too.She

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

us and she has given us his soul back.Look, isn't she just like Arnold? Her

those words while he played with his two month old

in.Her six year old self was

grew up she finally

her for taking away Arnold and treated Charlotte as the goddess gift and a replacement of

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

her parents might be

come to an

two hours had passed and Anaya didn't

and wore

too late to think about those

die at that time, Anaya had no

when she won't

this prison and fly up in the sky like a

were left with the aftershocks and it became hard to walk.She somehow

quiet and dark.She crept her way out

was asleep by now.It was already

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

Her camisole was ruined.

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

ointment on her back and clumsily wrapped a roll of bandage

she changed into a thin tshirt and a pair of old

and a good enough quilt to cover

Anaya liked the

made her

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

never take

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