Destined To A Rejected One
Chapter 27

The night has come to an end, Sasha hasn’t been able to sleep. In her mind she wondered what their relationship would be like if they had consummated the union: would he treat her better, would he be loving, affectionate, devoted to her? – These are questions she has no idea of the answer to.

Although she hasn’t closed her eyes, she doesn’t have the courage to see if he is still sleeping. The possibility of his return is high in her mind, after all, she rejected him. “Will he be cold to me again?” – her mind boils and her heart is sad, she doesn’t want to go back to the way it was in the early days.

Occisor can sense a sadness coming from his companion, even if he doesn’t want to, the young man didn’t poke his eye in during the stormy night either. He sighs heavily, drawing the attention of Sasha who curls up inside the sheet. Without a word, he gets out of bed and without a care for his nakedness leaves the room. Even when the other two were at the base, he never minded undressing in front of them, he goes to the bathroom and brushes his teeth.

Occisor has a mania for cleanliness, especially with his own body. While many people only shower once a week, he feels the need to bathe at least once a day and to brush his teeth when he gets up and goes to bed every day. After cleaning the chalk dust from his teeth in the mint water, he returns to his room and goes to his hamper and picks up a pair of cotton trousers and a shirt of the same fabric, gets dressed and finally looks at Sasha.

Are you going hunting in a jumper? – he asks, and for some reason he replaces the red of her white cheeks pretty.

Just a moment.

Sasha quickly gets out of bed and goes to her hamper, grabs a floral dress and runs to the bathroom. She still feels very ashamed of her body, even though he has already seen her naked twice. Despite the enormous cold, the lycanthrope’s body has more endurance, they can stay up to eleven hours in extreme cold while keeping their body warm, but that is in human form and even then, it is only possible when one is well fed. In lycanthrope form, you can live in the cold.

After dressing, Sasha returns to his room and Occisor has a dagger in his hand as he looks out of the window.I’m ready now,” he says, smiling.

The relief in the young woman’s heart was immense, knowing that he would keep his word boosted the morale of her fate a little more. Occisor puts the knife on a small table next to his basket and walks past Sasha out of the room, she soon tries to follow him out of the base. He walks in silence for about thirty metres, until he reaches the entrance to the white forest.

Occisor sits at the root of a large tree and Sasha looks at him blankly, but before she can question him, he begins his explanation.

Wolves live in packs, which is no different from lycanthropes. And just like ordinary wolves, werewolves hunt in packs. Werewolf packs usually have between seven and twelve members. But I guess you already knew that, after all….

I didn’t know, no one but Guila would talk to me, but she never explained how things worked. All I knew was that Guila had to give herself to males other than her mate. But that she was the only one in charge of cleaning up, and also the last one to eat. Or lick the leftovers.

Occisor sighs, every day he discovers something new coming from his mate, even without questioning her.

Moving on, the hierarchy in ordinary wolf packs is quite similar to that of lycanthropes. The difference is that wolves do not have a leader above all leaders. But let’s focus on how a pack works, the alpha is the one who makes the decisions, decides what they will hunt and who will eat when he, his female and the pups eat, usually the betas come and for the omegas only the straight ones.

In the order you tell me I should be the third one to eat…. But because of my spots… I got nothing but contempt. I think they were trying to kill me – the young woman’s eyes burn, tears want to come out.

Don’t lose your concentration, Sasha! – Occisor whines, but not to be rude, just not to lose himself in his thoughts and sad memories. He hates to feel his sadness.

Sasha smiles catching Occisor by surprise, it’s the first time he’s called her by her name and not by any female synonym.

Uninterrupted, in the hunting season, the alpha searches the herds and when they notice the presence of the predator they start to run and stay behind the older and sicker ones, and they are dinner. In the lycanthrope race the difference is that, as they are extremely larger and countless times stronger, they do not wait for easier prey to fall behind, the lycanthrope hunt is primarily for the lead pair of the pack.

Sasha sits on the same root as Occisor, he has his full attention on his mate’s speech, and Occisor noticing this feels his ergo inflame, since he was a little boy he loves to be right and to have his knowledge listened to.

Have you ever heard of lone wolves?

Sasha shakes his head and Ocisor smiles inwardly. He loves the feeling of knowing more than others and that was something that didn’t change, even after he grew up.

In normal wolf packs, even an alpha can become a lone wolf.

Why is that?

Because the lone wolf is known as a terrorist. The other members stop respecting and start being afraid and this makes them abandon the current alpha. But if any other member shows unnecessary violent characteristics, he is also abandoned by his pack and becomes a lone wolf. The only ones who do not convert are the omegas, who are the weakest. On the other hand, already in the werewolf race, the lone wolves are the omegas and cimex moons.

I don’t understand why in the lycanthropes it is the weakest who are abandoned?

They are not abandoned, they leave of their own free will. For many years, this class has been subjected to the worst things, all the service falls on them, from cleaning to entertainment. The humiliations are constant, the females are used to relieve the male hormones and are beaten by the other females. The males are the employees who have to clean up the mess and they are also the punching bags; in a fight they are used to avoid hitting the other stronger ones. And the worst thing, which is a big weight in the decision to leave the herd, is that if the herd is in danger, they are the scapegoats, they are the sacrificial ones, the one who is left behind.

That is so horrible…

But it’s society’s choice that this race has chosen.

Sasha doesn’t answer, after all he and she are part of that race too. And hunting them won’t make that fact any different.

But I turn my attention to the hunt. Since he doesn’t know how to hunt, and it’s his first time, he will go through the experience of a puppy, which is to follow the example of the common wolves.

In this case, hunting the old and sick?

Yes – he answers, smiling, but then closes his face.

It is the first time Sasha has seen him smile in a single day, he calls her name and lets out a smile, very pleasant in his opinion.

Occisor stands up and begins to take off his clothes, stripping, Sasha’s cheeks flush and she looks away, she stands up and takes off her dress, folding it and putting it away in the same place Occisor put her clothes, under the root that was out of the ground.

Occisor turns and Sasha does the same, still replaceing it hard to accept that she is taller than him in her lupine ways, even if it is only two inches. Drawing up in front, Occisor begins to run, Sasha slows down to follow him. In their race through the forest a few days ago, he won by a landslide.

Running for only about four minutes, Occisor comes upon a herd of elk. Sasha watches with bright eyes, having never seen so much food in one place before.

What are we going to do now? – she asks Occisor mentally.

Walk to make our presence known – he replies and they start walking around the herd.

It doesn’t take ten seconds before they are aware of the predator’s presence and, without waiting a second longer, the herd runs to escape the danger. An older elk cannot keep up with the speed of the younger ones, falling far behind.

Now,” says Occisor and starts running, “Bite down hard on its neck,” he orders before he reaches the elk.

Occisor jumps up, digging his claws into the moose’s hard backside and Sasha does as he is told and bites down hard on the moose’s neck. Occisor releases her and sits back to watch her kill her prey. Sasha increases the pressure in her bite taking the life out of her meal forever.

The howl that comes from Sasha’s throat is a thank you to the moon goddess, who receives it as a beautiful song and smiles. The magic is already happening.

Sasha wags his tail with joy, it’s his first hunt.

As we don’t have a backpack, we’ll eat right here, just reach into the belly of the animal and with your teeth open it and then you’ll have the feast served – Occisor guides her with his mind.

Sasha’s excitement can be felt perfectly by Occisor and that makes him excited too. Sasha struggles a little to open the belly, but on the third attempt she succeeds. The animal’s organs are exposed and the smell makes Sasha salivate.

In order, I only eat after you…

Eat, Sasha.

They never had that thing about one eating before the other, but then again, they never hunted, but he doesn’t mind her being the first to eat.

Sasha gladly eats the animal’s liver, heart and bad guys. Then he leaves and makes way for Occisor. This is the first time they both eat in their lupine forms. Occisor tries hard not to show his discomfort. He prefers the meat to be prepared with the spices a thousand times over. The young man takes no interest in any of the organs, merely takes a bite of the animal’s thigh and, removing the skin, begins to eat the meat. Sasha returns to feasting on his organs.