Destined To A Rejected One
Chapter 36

The room bathed in the light of the fire dancing on the torches, silence between mouths reigns on the table. The only sound is that of chewing emitted by the real couple.

As soon as the wolves returned to the palace, all the males, after dressing, headed for the dining room. Sasha was taken out of the pouch and thrown into some corner of the room, attracting looks of disgust from the other females in the pack.

The females, under the orders of the genuine lunam, took charge of the hunt, while the males went in search of the killer cub.

After half an hour, when the food is released to the beta pairs, Sasha opens her eyes. It takes a few seconds for her vision to come into focus. Her father’s figure stands out in her view, her eyes widen and in her mind she curses herself for being so careless. Sasha notices his naked body and feels her face flush. No one but Occisor should see her like this.

– Co… how did you replace me? – Sasha asks as she tries to hide her nakedness with her hands, drawing the attention of everyone present.

– Did you really think I wouldn’t replace my heir’s assassin? – Kratos asks with his arms crossed as he sits at the head of the dining table – I hope you enjoyed your time away from here, because it won’t happen again.

A hearty, smelly table, but for the first time, Sasha doesn’t care if they’re eating or not. The stares no longer bother her; she knows her true place. The young girl returns the looks of disgust with indifference, leaving her mother, in particular, curious about what had happened in the past two months.

– In the forest, you were hunting,” says Kratos, observing her, “Who taught you to hunt?

– None of your business,” she replies, not caring how she should treat the genuine alpha.

Kratos grits his teeth, after two long months of searching, he finally has her back in his hands and he doesn’t intend to waste another second of his time. The true alpha has already chosen the male who will mate with his offspring. Rolfe, the most dedicated to the hunt and also for being the father of the traitor. “If with a velut luna he was able to have such a strong and determined cub, imagine with the cub of the genuine alpha, he will surely be the strongest of the whole race! – that was Kratos’ thought a month ago. However, the smell coming from the Bloodstain disgusted him.

– Looks like daddy’s going to have to teach you some manners again,” the genuine one spoke wryly.

– I want you to take your manners and put them where the sun don’t shine,” he retorts, using one of Margaret’s many responses he’s heard in the last month.

– Have you forgotten who you’re talking to?

– I don’t see anyone of importance.

– After she became a whore, she lost her sense of respect – Kethe, the genuine lunam speaks, drawing Sasha’s attention.

– It is you who have never had any sense of respect! You are ignorant people who disrespect and disobey the goddess?

– Infame me! – shouts Kratos, slamming his glass down on the table, “Who is the male you gave yourself to? Whose handwriting is on your neck?

Though he has heard much of the dreaded Ocisor Van Helsing, Kratos has never seen or smelled this lycanthrope.

– I’ll die before I tell you – he speaks firmly.

Sasha doesn’t doubt his partner’s strength, but he understands the hierarchy of the strongest and the genuine is at the top; and even though they are fighting over the puppy that doesn’t even exist, he doesn’t want to see him hurt in any way.

– Tomorrow you will do your duty,” Kratos speaks firmly, intending to intimidate her.

– You can’t…

– Shut up! – shouts the genuine one.

– I will not sleep with any man who is not my mate….

The sound of the slap echoed throughout the room, Sasha feels her eyes burn and her cheeks heat up from the assault moments ago.

– You’re just a murderer… – Kathe speaks slowly, spitting hate in every word – You killed my child, you shame us, you’re a curse that should never have been born!

– I’m not to blame for anything! I didn’t ask to be born!

Another slap remained on Sasha’s skin, who now turned her face the other way.

– We gave you clothes, a shelter, food, and you only embarrass us more and more! You run away, neglecting your only duty and turning into a lone wolf – a whore! A scum! A…

Another slap echoed through the room, leaving everyone wide-eyed. Sasha’s hand burns, her mother’s face has lifted and a few strands of hair have come loose from her coiffure.

– I will not take another insult – she speaks firmly.

The lunae of the herd don’t wait for the order, the five of them move towards Sasha to protect and avenge their genuine red-faced lunam.

Sasha smiles, now she no longer needs to fear, she knows how to defend herself and besides, she has the dominance of a genuine one; and without a second thought she exerts that brutality on the females around her. They all fall to their knees, except for her mother, who looks at her dumbfounded.

Learning to control her dominance was the most difficult part of training with Mari, even requiring the help of Occisor; who for the first time, the male partner, fell to the dominance of his own mate. Selene, once again, proved that she is the boss. For the first time in history, a female is stronger than her mate.

The genuine betas can’t stand to see their partners suffer under the pressure of Sasha’s domination and go after the young woman. Sasha is undeterred and increases her dominance tenfold, bringing the males to their knees.

Kathe just watches, as if she were in a completely different world. “How did he learn to dominate?” – she wonders, something inside Kathe stirred, but her brain won’t accept it.

Kratos takes his last sip of wine and finally gets up from the table, wiping his mouth with his forearm, he sets his dominance in motion. Sasha increases her dominance even more, but Kratos soon overpowers her, she tries to resist, but slowly falls to her knees on the floor. The dominance of the genuine alpha is much stronger than hers. And after resisting for more than ten seconds, her body can no longer withstand the pressure and she collapses face down on the floor. The pressure on the other limbs evaporates and they all get up, the lunatics start kicking Sasha all over, opening several cuts; her screams are like music in Kratos’ ear who doesn’t stop exerting his dominance at any moment hurting her even more.

Long minutes of beating, the blows along with the pressure break Sasha’s left leg and right arm, her whole body is purple and the open wounds bleed. Kratos only stops hurting her with his dominance when Sasha loses consciousness.

– Stop! – he orders, causing all the females to turn away from their young.

Kratos grabs Sasha by the hair, noticing that it is now soft and smells bad, he doesn’t like it, he starts dragging her into the torture room, the stone steps deepening the wounds on her body even more, making them bleed even more.

He lays her down on the floor, where she had her first punishment. He goes to the table and takes his leather gloves, goes back to where Sasha is and takes the silver necklace, without any care he fastens it around her neck, the reaction is instantaneous, the scars reopen, the smell of the burnt skin is like a balm in the nostrils of the genuine alda. The burning awakens her from her faintness, screams claw at her throat.

– You’ve done a lot of things wrong,” Kratos speaks, and that stops Sasha from screaming.

“I need to be strong… He, my partner, will come to save me.” – She clings to the hope that her partner will rescue her.

She doesn’t want to see him hurt, but she knows he is feared for nothing, and if her father has never stood up to him it is for a reason.

The pain is so great that it spills over her eyes, the throbbing and burning in her neck. The pain of broken bones is making his vision blurry again.

– She will spend the night like this, tomorrow Rolfe will come for her.

Kratos walks out of the room leaving her alone, Sasha lies on the cold floor. The pain of the constantly burning skin makes her weaker and weaker. And because of the silver in her neck, she cannot transform to heal her wounds. The darkness draws ever closer and she accepts it willingly.

Kratos returns to his lair, his companion is already in bed, he takes a piece of parchment and writes for Rolfe to come to his castle tomorrow. He holds the piece of paper over the leg of the black raven and releases it.

– Tomorrow my heir will be conceived – he smiles and goes to his bed.