Alpha Daniel

I Love you

Alpha Daniel's POV

I do not know how long I had been sitting by her side when Ben came in behind me, seeing me stare at my mate's lifeless face. He looked disappointed, and I knew we had known each other all our lives. I knew I had lost control when she told me to get lost. Why couldn't she feel how much I loved and wanted her!?

Ben came forward, sitting down like the bum he was, dressed in some rags when he was suggested to be the Beta of a high-ranking pack. He gave me a stern stare with the blue eyes my sister had fallen so hard for before she died.

“so... she survived….” Ben was surprised… and so was I… anyone else would have died, should have died… but not Allison… I glanced regretfully at her neck, covered with bandages, making me feel worse; why did she have to say no? It made no sense to me!?

“I saw her hand after the cut. It should have been stitches, but... I'm not even sure she's a full wolf….” his eyes moved from mine to hers as I growled without being able to help it; she was mine, and he would keep his eyes off her! I was about to get up when he looked at me again, amused by my anger. It was easy to get angry; it was in my nature, my blood, but I was mad because everything felt like…fuck, and I had no one to take it out on except those who came near me.

“Is she marked now? Or did it count as that when you tore off the throat of your mate?" Ben's words made me feel worse. Yeah, I did hurt her bad. The first few hours, I thought she wasn't going to make it, looking so small in the hospital bed, all stitched up and drained. My beast was exhausted, same as me; this was all my f*****g fault...

"Maybe you should just mark Sabrina... at least she knows what she is getting..." Ben's voice made me look up from holding my head down, wanting to turn back time so bad, just get off the dance floor and go get my mate, not send Ben like a coward, knowing that every ALpha in the room had been staring at me, just as amused like my supposed future mate.

“Are you f*****g insane!?” I growled loud and clear, hearing the stupidest idea ever! That I was going to leave my mate, let her rot away in that disgusting place that Omeagas in this pack called home! I was tearing that s**t down at the end of the month!

"yeah... pretty much..." Ben smirked when I wanted to smack him for acting so rude to me; I was still his Alpha, and right now, he was pushing my limits, my eyes black and teeth sharpening towards the same guy that been my best friend all my life, he even mated my sister that asshole!

“she's not going anywhere.” My words were clear, and my words were law, and he nodded without hiding that he thought it was a wrong decision, f**k him.

“And you’re girlfriend? Sabrina?” He said her name like he didn’t know it before he said it, so I scoffed at him. Sometimes, I wonder why I keep him around at all.

“you know the only reason she is here is to please her f*****g father’s wishes. She hates me since she found out that I was going to dump her ass in public for Allison...."

Stupid b***h thought she had me, she was nothing, and I would never touch any woman again. That show on the dancefloor was because I wanted Allison to see it, make her suffer the same jealousy that I feel every damn time she denied me my right over her and told me she never was going to be my mate!

“She not my f*****g girlfriend!” I sneered the last part as I took Allison’s hand in mine, my beautiful angel; if I could kill myself to make her better, to never have attacked her, I would have… I sighed as Ben finally left, but I was a monster, a f*****g monster… I squished her hand more, I knew she would never forgive me, but I could not let her go. I was a selfish bastard, and I knew it. Never be sorry about anything or anyone until I meet her.

“Daniel…” My heart stopped beating for a few seconds, and then it hammered against my chest! She was awake! I kissed her hand so many times, begging for her forgiveness, but I only saw her stunning silver eyes on mine, and she smiled faintly at my presence; maybe she forgave me? I had already gotten my hopes up. Her eyes snapped, and then she realized what had happened.

"What did you do!?" She was so mad and had every right to be, but I wasn’t going to let her go, not after what happened before I attacked her. Allison wanted me; she was the one who turned her neck up against me, practically begging me to mark her!

“Allie baby, I’m sorry…” my voice was low and full of regret for hurting her. I had no excuse; I lost it when she said she was leaving, and that’s the truth.

“Don’t call me that!” Her voice hisses at me, and she's in before she even tries to step away from the bed. I’m stopping her, pushing her down, her head onto the pillow, not wanting her to get up and risk her wound reopening again that still angry red on her neck.

She looks at me furiously, and I lean in closer. I can’t help it; I know I’m the one who put her in here, made her scream and suffer, but I can’t pull away from her mad silver eyes that glitter when she takes a long breath, looking into mine with a contemptuous look over her pretty face.

“I love you, Allison,” It's out even before I realized it, smiling down like I don't care if she knows she loves me; I can feel it inside that we belong, and she is going to stop struggling so damn hard against me, her own mate.

“I love you too, Daniel.” My heart makes some hard thumps in my chest and then goes completely silent.

Did she say that she loved me!? I’m f*****g panicking right now, and I don’t know why. I’m so used to her refusing me that it feels almost awkward having her loving eyes upon me, like I never tried to kill her… well, not tried, but she nearly didn’t make it… I sigh and pull away; maybe Ben is right, I should leave her... live my days alone and tormented; that would be a fitting punishment for my crime.

“Dan?” Her voice is raspy, shaken from my sudden rejection and the part that I f*****g ripped her throat out… I suddenly can’t even look at her, stricken with guilt. I get up fast as she looks at me with her big, beautiful silver eyes that start tearing up because of me… again.

“You were right, Allison. We can’t be together.” I push the last word out of my mouth as I hear the sobbing from her bed coming into full blow now. I want to do nothing more than turn around and hold her, make her feel like everything will be okay… but it’s not. I almost killed her... I shake my head at my heart, trying to get myself to turn around. She is better without me.

“Don’t leave me… please….” I flinch as she reaches out and holds my hand. It's so tiny in mine, so soft, and I would keep it forever. Still, I can’t… my own f*****g tears are building up as I pull my hand from hers and swallow my saliva down hard; it's time to let her be free.

“I, Alpha Daniel Turner, reject you, Omega Allison White, as my mate.” I feel a sharp pain in my chest saying the words, and she feels it, causing us both to pant hard at the pain, making me want to die on the spot.

“Why?” Her voice is so tiny now, accusing and broken; this is what she wanted. I don’t answer her question and walk away with the sound of my f*****g heartbreaking.

Omega Allison’s POV

I didn’t understand. One minute, he told me he loved me, and the next, he rejected our bond as mates… I should feel relieved that it was finally over. Still, instead, I had a constant ache in my heart that made me weaker, like I couldn’t lift my arms without effort or even walk at a brisk pace. I am utterly destroyed.

I spent a few days left in the hospital room in the mansion, praying he would come around to his senses, but he never did, so I stopped crying and wished he had killed me instead; that would have been easier than feeling like my life had no purpose or meaning anymore.

I’m still an omega. Nothing has changed on that part. He is still the Alpha, but only now have I heard people gossiping about his chosen mate, who he danced with, saying that she will be his mate, his Luna. I can’t control my anger anymore; I’m so f*****g mad at him that I want to kill him. I thought about it, sneak my way in and kill him in his sleep, him and that skank that has taken my place!

I stare at the dirt bed I’m kneeling on. He left me down here, said he loved me and left me. I had never felt so betrayed my whole life, like a knife stabbing me repeatedly in my heart until I begged for mercy, and then I started all over again.

I’m stabbing weed with my small shovel; I wish I could stab him with it… I see it and throw it on the ground before me… it doesn’t matter if he has rejected me; the bond is still intact, just not as strong.

I still feel him, the few times he has come near me even if I can’t see him… I’m pathetic, and I know it, wishing for just a tiny glance from him, a smile or a touch... I shiver at the thought of his hands on me, and then I get sad all over again, so just an ordinary day in my life after him.

I know he tried to kill me; I’m not stupid, but… he’s an Alpha, and they are highly aggressive. I should have kept my mouth shut and let him mark me as he wanted... I never thought in my life that life would be so unbearable, so awful, and miserable without him.

During my absolute darkest moments, I’m ready to get a knife from the kitchen and put a stop to this never-ending going heartache that’s been ravishing me for more than three f*****g weeks, and it never fades away… I pick up my shovel again. Life has not changed for me.

I’m still an Omega. I was never rebellious or cared about doing all the worst tasks. I was content, but not anymore. I barely can’t take it when guards try to mouth me off. I have no problem looking anyone in the eye these days, which has led to some serious beatdowns I have gotten during these weeks.

So I’m going to run away. I can’t take it anymore. I rather live as a rouge than under the rule of the Alpha that rejected me and his pretty little skank that’s going to be the Luna… my eyes narrowed at the thought of them kissing, or worse, f*****g.

I wish I could drop everything, but I have to wait. I may not be worth a damn thing to anyone in this pack, but I’m still in it, and who would do all the disgusting chores they are making me do if I leave? And Daniel… I sigh… I don’t know; some of me know he will probably hunt me down, dragging me by my hair back to this awful pack he is controlling.

Daniel can still feel the bond, demanding him to protect me… I snicker with silent joy, joy-free laughter. He is some protector. He couldn't even get me out of my Omega rank, as if he knew he could find me if I was still here. The guards keep more tabs on me, making it harder to escape.

I feel trapped in a snare, and no matter what I do, it gets tighter around my neck, making it harder for me to breathe, suffocating me slowly.

I’m getting out of here, and if he finds me and kills me for it, so be it!