A painful rejection

Lyra POV

Just as I was about to go to my next class in school, I started to perceive a delicious smell.

Following that was a rush of emotion that set my whole body on fire. It was the kind of fire that made my body feel warm inside.

The beast in me awakened, shaking me to the core.

“MATE!, MATE!” It roared, signalling me about my mate being nearby.

The smell grew stronger and more intense, It was sharp, clean, and distinctly muscular.

I felt my mouth water, and just like one intoxicated by drugs, I ran towards the source of the smell.

In a swift moment, I found myself in the school's restroom, and there he was.

However, to my complete dismay, he was making out with a girl in the restroom.

Anger started to build in me, my wolf stirred and howled in pain.

Despite enduring years of insults for being an Omega without a mate, I eventually found my mate. However, he is making out with another woman.

I felt my world collapse as I tried not to make a sound. I didn't want him to see me as weak or pathetic.

As if noticing my presence, they both turned around to see who it was.

I was shocked to the core by the recognition of whom the two were.

The first individual was Evan Smith, my supposed mate and also the successor and royal of the Ember wolf pack. He had a notorious reputation for promiscuity. And the second one?

She was my dear cousin, Ava. I never knew a day like this would come.

The pain in my heart was akin to being repeatedly stabbed with a dagger until one's last breath.

“Were you stalking me? What the heck are you doing here? Asked my cousin, looking disdainful.

“She came here due to the mate bond,” Evan Smith responded, scrutinizing me.

'Wow…. He felt it too?' I muttered to myself, my heart beating loudly.

I still wanted him, though, not minding the situation I caught him in. 

Maybe….. Just perhaps…. We can work this out together.

“Goodness, gracious! What on earth? Are you seriously considering accepting her as your mate?” Ava inquired, her tone tinged with sarcasm.

He walked towards me, stopped in front of my face, and then asked, “Who are you?”

“Seriously? You still don't recognize her, Evan? She is the cousin I told you about” Ava chipped in before I could even answer the question thrown at me.

“You mean the Lowlife Omega, who was brought to our pack as a slave?” Evan asked and Ava nodded in response.

They shared a laugh at my expense.

“Incredible! How is it possible that the moon goddess chose her as my mate?” He asked, his eyes sweeping over me.

Tears welled up from my eyes, there was no need to remain here. I was only going to be ridiculed.

But just as I made a step to leave, he dragged me back.

“Who said you could leave? I'm not done with you” He declared.

Despite being only an inch away from each other, I found myself still experiencing the effects of the mate bond, causing me to salivate anticipating him.

I shut my eyes, yearning for his touch, to feel wanted and claimed.

“Gosh…. How pathetic! What is she doing now?” I was brought back to consciousness by Ava's voice.

Evan sneered and chuckled, “I bet she's eager to mate with me…” as he taunted me.

“Look here, young lady……. “ He called his gaze boring into me with intensity.

“I'll clarify it for you,” he said. “You can never be my mate, and I refuse to associate with someone of your lowly status.”

“What's that your name again? I'm rejecting you right away” his words struck my heart with sharp pain.

“Lyra…. Her name is Lyra Williams," Ava answered in my stead.

I knew how much she was enjoying this. She is not just a whore, but a gold digger, reaping where she did not sow.

She is my nemesis, I hated her as much as she did.

“I'll begin now….. I, EVAN SMITH, PRINCE, AND HEIR OF THE EMBERWOLF PACK, REJECT LYRA WILLIAMS AS MY MATE……. He paused.

At this point, I was already clinging to the wall for support, with my hands on my chest as I winced in pain.

“A LOWLIFE OMEGA SLAVE LIKE HER, IS NOT WORTHY TO BE MY MATE, AND I WILL HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH HER!” He declared.

The pain from his rejection consumed me, leaving me hollow and empty.

My sole motivation throughout the constant abuse and hardship was the hope of discovering my mate. 

I had convinced myself that locating him would bring an end to my struggles. 

However, I now find myself wounded and shattered, my spirit crushed by his rejection.

“Go away, dear… You don't have to stay here any longer,” Ava growled, holding on to Evan tightly and causing me more pain.

Now, I was no more clinging to the wall but laying on the floor, completely torn.

“Oh my God, Evan, are you seeing how piteous she is being right now? You would have made someone like her your mate” Ava sneered, laughing at me.

I turned towards her, my voice filled with determination, “You will surely regret this” I pronounced.

Snickering, she replied, "Your dead parents are the ones in regret. I'm sure they regretted giving birth to you” she snapped.

That was the final straw, I couldn't take it anymore.

“Thawk” I landed a slap on her face.

Yeah, it was true that my parents died because of me, but I'm sure they never regretted giving birth to me.

I hated anyone reminding me about the incident of their death.

As I was about to depart, I halted to gaze at Evan. 

“Regarding you… I'm relieved you rejected me; otherwise, I would be miserable being bound to you. You promiscuous man!” With that, I departed without turning back.

I staggered out of the school, went to a bar, and downed myself with Alcohol.

I was in the tenth round when I felt a pair of eyes on me.

“Hi Chick,” He greeted as he inched closer to me. His face blurred from my vision.

His hands brushed over mine as he took the glass of Alcohol away from me, and my insides started to jump with excitement.

Instantly, I was in heat again and wanted him badly.

Without a second thought, I whispered into his ears, “Make me yours”