Rejected By My Alpha Mate

“I, Damon Johnson, future Alpha of The Blue Moon Pack, reject you, Kazmiyah Turner, as my mate and future Luna.” After he finished those words, I knew in my heart there was no changing his mind; I had to accept his rejection. “I, Kazmiyha Turner, accept your rejection.” A few hours earlier, “Happy Birthday princess!!” I wake up to my dad telling me happy birthday. I look over to my alarm clock, just past 4 am. I roll my eyes a little, it’s just him and me, it always has been. My dad told me my mom died when she had me, and after, he left his old pack and was granted permission to join The Blue Moon Pack. He doesn’t talk about her at all, even when I ask questions about her. It’s always the same answer, “Princess, you know how I feel when I talk about your mom.” Blah blah blah. I just want to know what she was like and what she looked like. “Good morning dad! Thank you!” I said back with a yawn. “How about some pizza and movies after work, followed by some cake and ice cream?” He was practically bouncing on his toes with excitement, talking about my birthday plans. “Sounds great, dad! I can’t wait! — Hey, I think I’m going to go to the pack house for breakfast if that’s all right with you.” He smiles and gives me a “That’s fine, princess.” As he rushes out the door for work. He works as a border patrol guard for our pack lands. It’s not the best, but it pays the bills. Today’s my 16th birthday! What’s weird is that I haven’t heard from my wolf yet, and that’s usually the first voice we hear on this day. I shrug it off, thinking maybe she’s still resting, and I scramble out of bed and rush to the bathroom for a quick shower. After my shower, I throw on my robe and make sure my hair is in a drying towel to start the drying process. I rummage through my closet and drawers to find the PERFECT outfit for my big day! After what feels like hours, I have finally found the outfit! It’s a baby blue, square-neck dress. It has flowy sleeves with a ruffled hem around the wrist. I pair this with a strappy white mid-heeled, open-toe shoe. Perfection! I blow dry and style my hair, and throw on minimal makeup, just some eyeliner and mascara. I blow myself a kiss in the mirror. There’s NO WAY my mate could resist me! “Today’s the day when my life changes for the better!” I tell myself as I grab my phone and keys and start out the door for breakfast. Walking out the door, I imagine what my mate will look like. Will he be strong and handsome? Will he be a guard on the border patrol? Will he be a cook? There are over 400 pack members and nearly a third are single… What if he is way older than me—No, I don’t think the Moon Goddess would do that to me. Would she? I take a deep breath and catch a whiff of the most alluring smell ever, freshly mowed grass and pine. Mmhmm, where is he!? I begin frantically looking around, trying to find him, not knowing who he was, where he was, or what he even looks like. “Breath Kaz, it’s all going to be all right. Deep breath in—and out… Okay, now that I’ve calmed myself down, let’s just make our way to the dining hall and get food. That’ll make things better.” I make my way into the pack house where everyone is eating or sitting and watching the news on TV or having a meeting. I get a bunch of stares when I walk in. My dad and I aren’t the most liked wolves in the pack. I’m not sure what we did to make everyone, not like us but, here we all are. Just trying to make it through another day. The pack house is huge. It has a kitchen equipped with 2 refrigerators, 3 stoves, 2 microwaves, and storage for plenty of dinnerware. There are 2 walk-in pantries, that are the same size as my bedroom at home. 2 different sitting rooms, one for the older members who like to watch the news and gather to discuss things, unknown to me, and the other is one for the teenagers who like playing video games and being loud, there’s also an entertainment room on the 2nd floor that has 3 different pool tables, a popcorn machine, air hockey, you name it! This place makes my home look like a cereal box! I make my way into the dining hall and get ready to get in line to get food when suddenly I hear a loud growl! It was so loud it shook the house and had some of the younger pups covering their ears. That growl, however, had my body quivering. It was the growl of my mate! I turn in the direction the sound came from, only to find Damon Johnson, the future Alpha! What was I going to do? He hated me! I had no clue what I ever did to be hated by anyone. He has been searching for his mate for 2 years now! Everyone assumed his mate was from another pack, so he has been going with his father every weekend to other packs surrounding us to find her. I panic and wrung my hands, looking nervously around to see where I could go to escape everyone’s stares. About that time I hear it, my first mind-link “To the guest room on the 2nd floor, NOW!” I didn’t know how to respond so I just turn around and walk right back out of the dining hall and to the steps, making my way to the 2nd floor. I’m super nervous and have no idea how it’s going to go. I make it to the stairs, my heart beats faster with every step closer to the 2nd floor. I’m almost to the top of the stairs when I feel a strong hand grasp my upper arm and start dragging me. I look up to see it’s him. I’m gasping at this point, he is so much taller than I am which means he takes larger strides. I’m having to run to keep from tripping. Standing at 6’ 8”, at just 18 years old, while I stand at 5’2” on a good day, I’m not sure what he is thinking, and before I can ask, I am being flung into the open door of the guest bedroom. I tumble to the ground trying to catch myself and failing at it. I hit the gound with a thud. “Get. Up. NOW!” Damon says seething through his teeth. I can tell he is trying his best to control his strength and anger, not wanting his wolf to come out. I scramble to my feet, head down, not wanting to look up at him and upset him more than I apparently already have. “You wished to see me Alpha?” I asked in a small voice, even with him not being the alpha now, it is very disrespectful to address him as anything other than that, especially if you’re not his friend. “I have waited 2 years to find my mate! 2 YEARS!! I have searched everywhere! I’ve been to probably 100 different packs in these 2 years thinking she died or wasn’t of age yet. But NO! I wake up today and go to get some food, only to find out thet YOU are my mate!?” He seethed with rage. I wasn’t sure what to say or do so I tried to make myself smaller than I already am, “I am so very sorry Alpha. If I would have known I wouldn’t have came to the pack house today.” “If you didn’t come today, I still would have had to find out that the Moon Goddess gave me a mate like you. No one likes you, you have no friends, no family, and no money. You expect me to accept you as my mate and give you all of that?” What was he saying!? The Moon Goddess gives mates as a gift to the other person, wanting to help them through their life. Did he not want me as his mate at all? I don’t even have to be a regular mate to him— before I could get the rest of my thought out he surprised me “I, Damon Johnson, future Alpha of The Blue Moon Pack, reject you, Kazmiyah Turner, as my mate and future Luna.” After he finished those words, I knew in my heart there was no changing his mind; I had to accept his rejection. Even though in my heart, I knew this was going to kill me. “I, Kazmiyha Turner, accept your rejection.”