My Mate Alpha

"I Dax Guzman next alpha of midnight light pack reject you Katrina Doran as my mate and future Luna of this pack."

He slammed me up against the locker his signature smirk chiseled into place. The cool metal sunk deep into my sore muscles. As his warm rough hand was holding my wrists above my head and his body squishing down my fragile scarred one, his arm slowly digging into my collar bone. Was becoming excruciating and I knew I'd be left with a dark blue mark. But it wouldn't be as bad as the cuts he had laid upon my heart when he said those words and my sole snapped.

I was tortured and experimented on, abused and raped. These were the things that awaited me every night and day of my life by him, but now that I think about it, that wasn't the worst part of it all.

The worst part is that he knew all along.

Every time he rapped me every time he shot deadly chemicals into my blood stream. Every bone he Broke he knew what I was to him. He let my hope thrive on the fact that I thought I would soon find somebody that would save me.

My mate.

He told me that if my mate would want me, he'd gladly hand me over. Giving me hope, a purpose to live for.

I was prepared to forgive him for killing my parents in front of me as he slit their throats.

I really was if he would've let me go with my destined.

My wolf howled in anger and sadness as she too was broken from the rejection.

I felt the last of our soles that had once been held by a few strands of happiness being cut away like tree bark.

I was looking down at my feet when my whole body and aura shifted from a sweet and innocent girl to something dark and deadly.

It fed me until I was full. I consumed it and it me.

I loved it and so did my wolf.

It wasn't good nor bad but powerful.

Raising my head to the disgusting bore I store into his amused eyes waiting for the moment I scream in pain at the rejection.

I couldn't help but see a figure outside the cream window but at the same time nothing. Like I knew someone was watching but I couldn't seem to see them but I knew they were there.

I know now why he waited to tell me.

It was so he could see me die slowly as my wolf left me. He wanted to see the hope drain from me so I was nothing but a mindless puppet.

Only she wasn't howling anymore in pain but for vengeance and we would give it to him.

After all we have another mate out there.

Yes, that's right each wolf has two mates in case they get rejected, but the likelihood of finding them is another story.