The Alpha’s Rejected Daughter by Humble Smith

Fear was all I felt. That overwhelming fear when you realize your life is in impending danger that you can’t avoid. You only prayed for miracles, which you knew were close to impossible.

I had heard and read a lot of stories about members of packs who got banned from their pack, went rogue, and whose lives never ended well.

Rogues are people who are not meant to exist on their own. They are unable to create a separate world because no one can suffer in this forest after they get banished. Being a slave was a worse fate than getting killed, because you are definitely going to end up committing suicide after facing the harsh hellish world that slavery would put you into.

I slowly sat up, my eyes roaming around the scary forest, tears in my eyes as my heart pounded erratically. There was

E to go. I don’t even know the route that would lead to a safe place, if there were any

My back still aches so badly and is still bleeding, making me weaker. Was the whipping necessary? Banishing me was more than enough, but they had to make me weak to make sure I didn’t have any chance of survival.

It didn’t take long before I began to hear growls echoing from different corners. This was what I expected, but now that I was faced with it, my whole body trembled profusely, my breathing seizing as I stared in terror.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“They have sensed me,” I muttered, the words tasting really bitter and agonizing on my tongue as it was clearly the horrifying moment before death.

The growl became louder and was in different directions, leaving me twisting my neck to the corners as sweat smeared all over my face. The fear paralyzed me when I sensed the scent of the predators being vampires.

It was like I should dig the ground and bury myself. If it was possible, I was definitely going to do that. I would rather die that way than watch myself be torn apart and devoured alive by this beast of the night.

I was not lucky at all, and the miracle I prayed for from the moon goddess was totally ignored. Instead, she made it worse. Vampires and werewolves are their biggest enemies, with grudges running deep in their bone marrow.

There was no need for me to think of any possibility of being alive because vampires don’t take us as slaves. They don’t give us a chance to see the next minute; it was always a kill on the spot in the most gruesome way, as they would actually pin you down and eat your flesh bit by bit, leaving you slowly consumed in excruciating pain.

I sprang up to my feet, and the thought of running carne into my mind, but on realizing I hadn’t made my first shift, I collapsed back on the ground. How can I run with my two legs when these vampires speed through the wind like spirits!

“Here it is!!” The roar carne, followed by menacing laughter. Then I looked up, and there they were: five vampires, huge and scary, with their fangs visible and blood staining on their m*uths.

They looked more deadly than I had seen in books and movies, and what made it worse, was that, at this point, I wasn’t watching a movie or reading a book.

I was about to experience it all by myself, and I wouldn’t even be alive to narrate it. In their eyes, there was nothing but hunger and hatred as they sniffed and noticed I was a werewolf.

“Wow, she has royal blood. God, what nourishment are we going to have this night? I am so happy to have followed you.

guys

“She will be the best food we have ever eaten, I swear.

All these are from my killers, as they flose up the spaces between me and them.

“Please, don’t kill me. I will do everything you want. Just don’t…”

IA

Dreame

“Stop making noise and close your eyes. You already know your fate; why babbling?” I was shunned.

“Please, I am pregnant!” I was forced to spill because, at that moment, it was the most important thing to me. If I could be spared and killed after I give birth, then it would be the best thing to ever happen to me. I just want to see my baby, look into her eyes, and feel her skin.

It wasn’t about the Lycan king. I don’t want him near my child. I hate him and won’t want my child to regard him as a father; if only they would allow me to bore him and keep him in the vampire kingdom. I don’t care.

All I wanted was a part of me in the world while I left, but it doesn’t seem like these men understand. They were just blind to everything.

“You want us to have a food shortage? Being pregnant is a blessing to us as it adds more diet to our meal. Fool!” The one that seemed to be the eldest shouted at me then looked at his fellows.

“Lift her up and hold her legs and hands. I will be taking the first bite and sucking.” He smiled, and they all laughed in glee, then rushed at me. My struggle to free myself was entirely useless because these men were fifty times stronger than me, who was a weak, wolfless mate. I stood not a single chance.

They held me, and I couldn’t move any of my body except my neck. I watched in terror as he drew close, his fangs glinting under the glow of the moon, his dark red eyes appearing like there were fogs in them.

“My first bite will be on her chest. The blood around the heart region tastes the best,” he said, tore the shirt I was wearing. leaving my chest bare for him to do whatever he likes.

I shut my eyes in readiness, but just then someone swoozed through the air, and the hands held me free instantly, followed by grunts and wild growls.

I was forced to open my eyes, and I couldn’t believe what I saw. A lady had appeared and was already engaging in a serious, bloody fight with them. The first thing I noticed was a royal Lycan scent, the same kind that Lucian had.

It showed she was from the royal family, but I had never seen her face before, and I have no idea why she was protecting me instead of joining the vampires in devouring a rogue, as that had always been the culture. Once anyone is banished and turned rogue, whoever sees him or her shares the meal among themselves.

But at that moment, the case was different. Another mystical being was fighting the other to protect me. How? And why?

After some minutes, she succeeded in bringing down the men while she herself was bleeding on both of her arms.

She turned her gaze to me, and her face beamed with a smile.

“Are you okay? Did they hurt you?” She asked in a loving tone, but I couldn’t respond as I was still awestruck.

Is this happening for real or only in my head? Is this a dream? Did I just survive death in such a way? Why is she sounding

sweet?

“Don’t be afraid. I came here to protect and take you back to my kingdom, daughter.” She spoke again, and I tried speaking but only gasped.

“My name is Clara, and I am….

Lucian’s mother?” I completed it for her/seeing the striking resemblance on her face.

She grinned.

So you still remember my son’s face clearly enough to see he resembles me? That’s so good, I am here to apologize o behalf. He is just trying to act cold. She breathed and held my hands. Please come and stay with ine at helper need

Tlike you to help me now that I am getting old.

I almost chuckle and actually laugh at myself to scorn. She just called herself an old woman and was able to bring down live. huge men while I couldn’t even fight.

“Will you agree to go home with me?” She said with a pleading tone, as if she weren’t the one doing me a huge favor. This had been my prayer. The miracle I prayed for had actually arrived.

“Ma’am, I will do anything just to leave this place. Thanks you so much. I am speechless. I can’t even believe this is real.” I moaned, tears falling from my eyes as I breathed heavily.

She nodded. “You are really a more beautiful girl than I imagined. My son is just…”

“Was he the one that sent you here? How did you know I would be here at this time?” I asked. She carried me on her back and sped off

“I secretly read that letter from your father and was so sure he would deny you, not knowing the consequence of his action. He always acts rashly, thinking twice.” She sighed, sounding sad.

So you waited for him to send a return letter, then waited for me to be sent out of the pack so you would pick me?” I asked with a huge smile as she nodded.

I couldn’t hold back my joy. It was like I would burst at that moment as I wrapped myself around her. It felt like she was my dead mother in another body, and I felt so warm around her, but the thought of meeting Lucian ruined my mood.

He was the last person I would want to meet, as just the sight of him brings pain to my heart, reminding me of the suffering he made me pass through and the fact that if his mother hadn’t done this, he would have been the reason I would die and get forgotten in this world.

If he could do this to someone who was his mate, then I can’t allow myself to get stuck with him. Every feeling I have for him must be wiped off while I stay with his mother and never cross paths with him. He must turn into a stranger in my eyes while I think of what I would do with his child, but one thing is sure: I won’t have anything to do with him.

“You hate my son now, right?” Clara cut in as if she had been reading my mind. I couldn’t reply.

“It’s normal to hate him after what he did. Can I ask if both of you actually did anything that night?” She asked with desperation in her voice.

I took a deep breath.

“Yes, but I don’t think it meant anything to him. It was everything to me. It was the best moment of my life, and I was ecstatic to let him deflower me. He treated me like a queer and made me believe I was the one his heart desired, but unfortunately, it was only in my head, I was just a whore to him. He just used and dumped me, then denied ever seeing me.

It crushed my heart.