Rejected By Mate, Claimed By Triplets

Chapter 6 Rejection

Cassandra’s POV

Age - 20 years old

The painful memories slammed into my mind, I was still reeling from the effect of Landon’s betrayal and these memories made my sore wound more painful. Those memories were like salt to my burned skin.

“I was a kid, Landon. You can’t punish me for the sins that I haven’t committed. I was innocent back then and I am innocent now. I don’t know what it will take you to forgive me and at this moment, I am not even sure if I even need it.” I cried, my face was wet with tears.

And from inside I was completely empty, numb, I needed something to feel because ever since that incident, I have only felt pain and humiliation.

I looked straight into Landon’s eyes, his fury palpable and underneath there was a mocking glare, like he knew that my wolf’s heart would break if she saw him with another woman. This was his intention all along.

“You are a traitor's daughter and traitor yourself. What right do you have to talk to Landon like this?” Tory mocked me, my heart shuddered in my chest, she was my only friend in the pack, the one I thought had my back. I never knew she held resentment against me.

“You should be ashamed of yourself,” I spat at her, I was hurt, if I had been old Cassandra I would have laid down and taken her taunts.

“So now you have a tongue. We will see how long you will have it. I will make sure to beat it out of you, be ready Princess, he11 is waiting for you. Because this pack won’t let you go, you are our prisoner, we can’t let you go and expect another attack on us, can we?” Tory batted her eyes at me innocently.

“You fu*king b*tch,” I snarled at her.

“Enough,” Landon growled, making me stop in my tracks.

My eyes snapped up at him, but his calculated eyes roamed on my figure which was now kneeling down on the floor.

“I, Alphason, Landon Hughes of Scarlet Moon pack, reject Cassandra Vega,” his voice echoed throughout the room.

The sensation of the magic shook me, and my body quivered, my breathing stopped for a moment and I could hear my blood rushing to my veins.

His words, a final rejection, shattered the remnants of our bond. The mate bond that should have been a source of warmth and comfort now dissolved into the void. The empty space felt like a heavy weight on my body.

“I will ask Dad to banish you from the pack,” he said, but his last sentence fell on deaf ears because the world was whirling around me, there was an instant pain in my heart and my body was aching.

Everything was numb.

Despair clung to me like a suffocating cloak as I left Landon's room in disarray. The world outside seemed to mirror the chaos within. I ran, stumbling and falling several times along the way, the physical pain a feeble attempt to mask the anguish of my wolf's cry.

I didn’t even realize when I left landon’s room, when I left the house. I didn’t know. I heard people calling me, snarling at me, mocking me. But nothing could be felt but my pain, nothing could be heard but my cries.

Raven’s heart was bleeding, her painful howls were echoing in my ears. My heart was in no better condition.

My heart, once whole, now felt like it had been torn in half, spikes growing out of the center. The echoes of rejection and betrayal reverberated through my being, leaving me lost and broken. I ran until the physical pain merged with the emotional torment, a futile attempt to escape a reality that seemed more nightmarish than any dream.

While I was running I couldn’t help but fall back to the memories of June’s warm embrace. Those many afternoons when she had held me in her arms, speaking of the beauty of a mate relationship, how my whole body would light up when I would meet my mate. He would love me the most in the world and for years I kept that thought to myself. I built a world where he would sweep me up and save me from this he11 that I was living. But now, even the image of June's gentle side face was a blurry haze, my eyes sore from tears that mingled with the muddy water streaking down my face.

Nothing seems right.

No Prince Charming was there for me.

As I continued to run, the familiar landscape blurred into a disorienting maze of pain and heartbreak. I stumbled, fell, and rose again, my body battered and my spirit shattered. Each step seemed to carry the weight of a thousand memories, many of which I was not even fond of.

The world was closing up on me, the sky mirrored my emotions. The storm was brewing inside me and the world. The drops struck my face like a heavy slap, and I had faced enough to know how they felt. They were sharper than razor blades.

Where will we go now? Raven asked me.

I don’t know, I am just…I am lost. I replied honestly.

I don’t want to go back to the pack. I hate Landon and his wolf. If I ever met him again I would shred him into pieces. He would never dare to humiliate us again. His wolf is dead to me and I don’t care what your feelings are about the man. Raven roared, her anger simmered inside my veins.

I don’t think differently than you. I never had any hope from Landon and now his wolf also proved that he doesn’t care about us. We can’t go back that’s sure but I am more hurt about Tory’s action. She was the only person in the pack who was nice to me. I told Raven.

d*ck can make you do that. Raven piped in.

I wanted to laugh, but I couldn’t. Because Tory’s actions have hurt me more than Landon’s. He was used to hurting me and I was his designated punching bag but I have never seen Tory being rude to anyone, so all of this came as a surprise to me.

I took a deep breath and started thinking. We can’t go back, Scarlet Moon Pack has no place for us, and the feeling is mutual.

We will find a new pack for us. A pack where we will be cherished. Raven said and I smiled ruefully.

I have left any hope of gaining happiness.

Raven and my conversation was halted when we heard a rustling behind us. My heart beat radically as the rustling increased.

There is someone out there, Raven warned.