The Rejected Luna Queen

Alpha Bane's POV

"Do you want to mate with Dylan, my brother, instead of me?" I asked Aurora again, with my hand still firmly placed on her neck.

The more I looked at her, the more I felt the rage building up on my inside increase. I hadn't been that mad in a long time and I couldn't explain exactly how I felt.

All I could say for sure was that I had this subtle nudge to squeeze tighter as I let my emotions get over me. I kept squeezing, and although it was still not with excessive force, it was enough to make her struggle to break free in pain.

She said nothing, which seemed to further infuriate me. But then I looked into her eyes and saw that she was tearing up. She was in pain and I was the reason why. Suddenly, my tempers weren't flaring anymore. I calmed down all of a sudden and began to feel empathy instead of anger.

As her tears dropped to the floor, I looked at her hands and saw that they were shaky which convinced me that she was trembling in fright.

"Damn it!" I cursed, wondering what exactly had come over me as it was quite strange. It wasn't like me to get that aggressive, especially when it was a lady in question.

I quickly removed my hand from her neck and thought about what to say next. I was certain that there was no amount of pleading that could salvage the situation but I just had to try.

"Please, Aurora," I begged her, hoping that somehow, it was going to get her to listen to me. It didn't. She just stared at me and said nothing. I thought I should try one more time.

"I don't know what I was thinking Aurora, I should never have done this. I can't explain what just happened to me. You have to listen to me. I'm very sorry..." I kept on saying, over and over again, all to no avail.

She sniffed and before I could finish what I had to say, she stood and ran away without caring a bit about what it was that I had to say to her.

As she hurriedly left, crying all the way, I hit myself very hard with my palms. It was all my fault. I could have prevented all that had happened. What a fool I was!

I couldn't quite explain what went on inside me; why I felt so angry and enraged. I couldn't tell why I asked her that question. I regretted every bit of what I said and I was at a crossroads. Follow her? Let her leave for now?

I had no answers to those questions as indecisiveness became a buddy to me. I walked a few steps in her direction and then thought again following her. I felt it was only going to make things worse than they already were. So I had to let her go so she could have some time to herself. Besides, that was the very reason she went to the garden in the first place. Perhaps, I should have let her have that instead of talking to her that way. I should have given her some space.

As I began to walk away from the garden, I felt something wet touch my face. It wasn't about to rain so it couldn't have been that.

I lifted my right hand and that's when I saw that there was some blood there. I didn't notice it earlier. Then, it occurred to me that I must have gotten injured during my fight with my useless brother, Dylan.

"Damn it!" I cursed out aloud. I never liked it when I bled for any reason. I didn't know why I never noticed that I had such an injury. It was good that I finally saw it

I hit my hand on my head as I tried to stop the bleeding as much as I could, before gently walking away.

Aurora's POV

As I scampered through the garden, tears flowed down my cheeks in a very quick manner as I did all I could to make sure that I didn't cry out loudly. I had to be strong for myself, even though strength was a virtue I struggled to reach, at that moment.

I had gone to the garden to have some time to myself but Alpha Bane wouldn't let me. He was just too selfish and full of himself to let it happen. Instead, he decided to make it all about himself as he always does, which only served to annoy me.noveldrama

I thought about a place that I'd go to without him following me there. As I walked, I turned back a little to make sure he wasn't following behind. If he was, I already planned to run as fast as my legs could carry me until I was out of his sight. Thankfully, he wasn't. I saw him walk in the opposite direction. Good riddance!

I wished that I would never get to talk to him again in my life. He was so insensitive that thinking about it was capable of causing me to throw up. How could he talk to me that way, talk more of squeezing my neck? That was the height of it. Perhaps, he still saw me as that servant that he could treat anyhow he wanted. He felt he owned me. I could never be a Princess in his eyes, but that was who I had become and he had to accord me that respect regardless of how he felt.

After walking for a while, I decided that my room was the best place for me as it was going to afford me the privacy that I needed. All I needed was to walk inside, lock the door and sit or lie on the bed. It was as straightforward as ever or so I thought.

It wasn't to be so. As I got close to my quarters, I noticed that people looked at me more than usual. Something was wrong somehow and I couldn't place my hands on it.

Some smiled at me for no reason. Others just kept staring at me without saying a word. The maids and servants who used to be mean to me all gazed in admiration. There was a whole different aura around the place.

There was only one thing that could have caused that. The news of my true identity must have spread to them and it only made me more worried.

It was probably a shock to them all and I didn't know how they'd take it. What I knew was that it was going to draw a lot of attention to me and I didn't want that at all. I just wanted to be left alone and allowed to do things like everyone else. Although, I couldn't deny the fact that I was happy that no one was going to order me around like I was nothing anymore.

"Is it true that you're a Princess?" One of them asked as I walked past her. "What can you say about the recent news we're hearing, Aurora?" Asked another, making me wonder if they were maids or investigative journalists.

I ignored them all and walked even more quickly until I got to my room. Then I sighed in relief and walked in, shutting the door behind me but forgetting to lock it.

As I plopped down on the bed, it afforded me the room to sob even harder and I did. It was then that I began again to recall how my biological parents ignored me after such a revelation. It was bad at the time but there in my room, it was even

worse.

I wondered if they hated or despised me so much that they could not even check on me. Even after such a long time, they didn't even bother to search for me. I could've sworn that they didn't notice that I left the dungeon a long time ago. Perhaps, they were ashamed of me. Maybe, I wasn't worthy to have them as my parents or, at least, they didn't think that I was.

I wished so hard that the chef was still alive. I wanted so badly for her to have witnessed this moment; the moment that she had always talked about. She was the only one whose care for me was genuine. She loved me with all of her heart and I loved her too. Sadly, she had to lose her life just because she was trying to help me. If only she could see what I had become...