Chasing the rejected Luna

20: Princess treatment

Sophia

He came and sat beside me. I was confused more than I had ever been. And my heart hammered in my chest. What was going on? I wanted to ask out loud but my throat was dry.

He was so close to me that our skin rubbed against one another. I looked up at him and his face was split into a smile. He brushed my hair behind my ears and I looked down waiting for him to tell me what he meant.

He cleared his throat, "You are going to train so that your wolf will come out," he said to me while I raised my head. He smiled at me and I was more confused at that time than ever.

"How do you know she would come out because of the training?" I asked him and I shifted away rim him. He was making me uncomfortable with the way he looked at me. I just couldn't place a hand in it. It was giving me the chills.

The butterfly that flew in my stomach before died because of how he looked at me.

He chuckled like I was talking rubbish and as much as I tried to hide the anger that reflected off my eyes, he caught it. His brows drew together and he assumed a serious posture by folding his hands across his chest.

"It has worked for some of my pack members so it would work for you," he said and I looked away from his eyes which seemed intent on drinking me in.

"I know it may have worked for your pack members, but I'm different. I've tried a lot of things. I just think I wasn't blessed with a wolf. No training of any kind would bring her out." I lamented and sighed for the tenth time that day.

Maybe it was more, I couldn't be sure but it was not less than ten.

"Hush. You will be fine. You've always done great and this time wouldn't be any different. I know you have gone through some hard times in your life but trust me when I say you will need this. And when you eventually get her, you will be thankful for it," he said to me while my eyes watered at his words.

He just had a way of letting me know I wasn't the trash I was made to believe over time. Maybe he was sent to save me from the hands of the wicked ones around me.

Saying a silent prayer of gratitude to the moon goddess, I unconsciously hugged him. It was when his hands wrapped around me I was aware of what I did. I tried to break free but he held on tight.

My nerves steeled when I felt him breathing down my neck. It made me aware of what he was, an alpha. He could claim me or do whatever he wanted with me because I had no voice of my own. And worst part, no one would ever believe me just like how no one believed I didn't kill Rudolph.

He must have noticed my position because he pulled away from me and looked at me while checking my temperature with his hand on my forehead.

"You're sweating. Did I make you nervous?" He asked me and I shook my head against the word that was nestled at the tip of my tongue.

"Don't lie to me. It's pretty obvious when you lie. Your eyes become unfocused," he said and I bit my lips at how well he could read me.

I stayed silent while he watched me. I was well aware of his eyes that refused to leave my face, checking for any other emotion that would be caught. After what felt like forever, he sighed and stood up.

"The servant will come to call you tomorrow. You should get some rest. If you need the library, a maid will take you there. It's not far from your room," he said while I still felt his gaze on me. He continued, "That will be all," and walked out of the room, closing the door with a soft sound as if afraid that if it was louder, I would break from it.

I was grateful for the silence of the room. The silence always brought some form of comfort that couldn't be gotten from any human company. I was only saying that probably because I haven't found anyone's company I enjoyed so much.

Alexander's company was starting to get like that until he decided to break me. I sighed when I realized I was thinking about Alexander. I promised I would never think of him - happy memories only. But it was harder than I thought.

Everything in my life circled my former pack and my thoughts always wandered there. And since Alexander was the Alpha of the pack, it was inevitable I thought about him. Another bad thing about my pathetic life. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I got up and walked to the window. The pack house was not fenced like the one in my former pack and I could make out some pack members.

My eyes caught on two children at the side of a house that had a white picket fence. They were playing with something that looked like a toy and I was transported back to my childhood.

It was blurred. But one thing I knew was, I was never happy. The death of my parents took a part of my soul with them. I was once a happy little girl who thought that there was no pain or sadness in the world.

Little did I know I was about to get the most grief-ridden life of all time. Tears gathered at the back of my eyes as I recalled the painful memories. The happy ones don't know what kind of fate they have to see happiness in their lives.

It was something I wished for daily to feel less pain. I moved away from the window, the memory of my childhood too painful to bear.

I got to the end of the room, my hand on the doorknob. I was so bored out of my mind I decided to take Alpha Ryven's advice. I opened the door and walked out to find a servant moving my way. She paused by me, contemplating if she should bow to me or not.

I was sure the news must have spread around the pack about how Alpha Ryven got into a fight with his sister because of an Omega. It was never heard of. Omegas were made to the lowest in the pack, serving the pack members.

I smiled at her and stopped her by placing a hand on her shoulder, her vanilla smell wafting into my nose.

"Do you know where the library is?" I asked her and she pointed in the direction of the north. I was bad at directions and knew I would never get it if someone didn't show me. So I asked her to show me which she gladly did.

She finally made up her mind and bowed down to me. I followed her out of the hallway and went to the library. On getting there, my jaw almost hit the floor from the sheer might of the library.

It was huge and filled with different books. There was a ladder at the edge of the room to be able to get the books to the upper part of the shelves. I heard the servant chuckle before the door was closed with a click.

I picked a spot by the window, settling for a romance book by a female author. From the first page, I was hooked and didn't notice the sun had gone down.

I looked outside the window after some hours to find it already day out. My back made some crackling sounds when I stretched and I decided to retire for the room. The novel was one hell of a

read. I experienced everything the protagonist felt.

In a way, it was similar to my life but had a sad ending. I could not help but think if that was how my life would end; without achieving any of my goals. I didn't let the thought bother me too my while I ate my dinner.

I finished it, bathed, and retired to bed. Soon, I was fast asleep, the events of the day catching up with me.

I was awoken by the sound of knocking on the door. The same maid of the day before came into my room with a smile on her face while I groaned audibly. It seemed like I only slept for minutes. I was still groggy and tired, my muscles aching terribly.

It was probably because of my sitting position when I was reading in the library. I was so engrossed in the book I didn't take notice of how I sat until I got to the last page of the book.

The girl didn't say anything but instead, went into the bathroom to prepare a bath for me. I felt it was old-fashioned. I could take care of myself but she insisted.

"I can do it. I mean I have been taking care of myself since I was little," I told her when she refused to leave the bathroom, her head bent low to the ground. But her shoulders gave her away of how stubborn she was.

I got to the tub to find hot water in it with a mixture of rose oil and some other ingredients. She left when she found out I was more stubborn than her.

I took my bath and wore one of the numerous training outfits in the closet. After that, I followed the maid out of the room toward the training ground. There, I met a stern-looking man waiting for me.

The training room was a large room at the far end of the pack house. It contained a lot of weapons which anyone can use to fight. The maid left us alone in the large room and I was suddenly aware of my naked arms. I rubbed them together trying to rid of the nervousness that threatened to overcome me.

The man was a huge man with rippling muscles and bulging biceps. His eyes hardened when he caught my eyes roaming his body.

"No need to ask who you are. Call me Stone. I don't tolerate lateness. But because it's your first time here, I'll let it slide," he stopped and walked over to where I stood. We were in the middle of the room, a soft rug underneath our feet.

He continued, "We would be training here from six in the morning to six in the evening. Any question before we start?" He asked me and I opened my mouth. I was sure my eyes were as wide as saucers.

"Six in the morning to six in the evening?" I managed to ask as my heart dropped to the pit of my stomach.

"Yes, it was a special order from Alpha Ryven. We have to awaken your wolf in the shortest time possible," he said with a booming voice and I swallowed hard.

The only thing I could focus on was what he said - awaken my wolf in the shortest time possible. But why?