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.

Charlotte was born,

Anaya too.She also took

like a princess.Why so? Wasn't

is 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?

while he played with his

year old

grew up

away Arnold and treated Charlotte as the goddess gift

might as well have died in that rogue attack that killed

that way her parents

singing had come

more than two hours had passed and

and wore her

was too late to think about those

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

be a day when she won't have to suffer

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

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

her way

by

door and

Her camisole was ruined.

back exposed to the chilly night air, the wound didn't

spatula to apply ointment on her back and clumsily wrapped a roll of bandage over it

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

pillows and a good enough quilt to cover her up on chilly nights like

Anaya liked the

her numb

would

vowed to never take her