Rejected By My Mate novel Chapter 2

“Happy birthday, Alex!” Layla greeted me with a wide grin on her face when I woke up. I smiled and said, “Thanks. Happy birthday too, Layla!”

She smiled while her eyes sparkled and hugged me. “Thanks. We’re finally 18!”

“Yeah.” I pulled away from the hug and pinched her nose. She pouted.

“Let’s get to cleaning.” She pouted more. “Can’t we have a day off?” she murmured lazily.

We got up, and I combed my messy hair, then put it in a bun again. My brown curly hair was so dry because I didn’t use any shampoo for a long time after they threw me in the barn. The other night, I dared to steal shampoo and conditioner from the packhouse because my hair was all tangled and frizzy.

I brought out the mop, rug, and a pail of water, then walked inside the packhouse to clean. They assigned Layla to clean the dining area while they assigned me to clean the whole living room and staircase. It was still early, so no one was up yet, and I’m glad. I hope they will get out after I finish.

But I was wrong. Jason came down from the stairs with a smug look on his face when he saw me.

“Hey, weird girl! Clean my room later!” I just nodded with no complaints. I’m tired of Jason’s bullsh*t.

“You’re disgusting. What a useless trash!” he said, mocking me with disgust. I gritted my teeth as I clenched the rug I was holding tightly while controlling myself not to talk back. I don’t want him to beat me again because I swear I will fight back and could no longer hold back myself. Also, I can’t risk my disguise being revealed just because of my pestered self. I just groaned in annoyance. How I wish I could wipe that irritating grin on his lips. I continued cleaning, not minding Jason. Gladly, he left into the kitchen, perhaps to get some coffee, which he did every morning.

About five minutes later, Alpha Rick gets down from the stairs and looks at me in distaste.

“We have guests tonight. I better not see any dust, understand, omega?” he said, and I nodded.

“Yes, Alpha...” I said in a submissive tone.

He said nothing back and left towards the dining area. I sighed and I can’t help but stare at him in contempt. I composed myself when I felt like my eyes were slowly glowing. All I could do right now is to let out a frustrated sigh. I am the real Alpha and not him, and also not Liza. I dreaded hiding the real me. But hiding is for my safety, anyway. I should find my mate today, no matter what. I’m finally 18, so I can do anything if I can find my mate that will protect me, and get me out of here. Well, I just hope he will.

I sighed as I finished mopping the floor, then walked to the staircase to clean the tiles and handrails.

“Disgusting.” someone spoke at the top of the stairs and it was Liza the b*tch. I ignored her and continued cleaning. “I better not see any dust b*tch because Alpha Azrael will come today, understand??” she said while raising an eyebrow and I just nodded to stop her from grumbling. She rolled her eyes and scoffed, then walked down the stairs. I also rolled my eyes in annoyance. Like father, like daughter. I hope she slips on the stairs.

“Ouch!” I looked at Liza when I heard her grunted. Did she slam her butt into the floor? My eyes widened. Did she slip? Pft.

“Are you laughing at me, b*tch?!” she said sternly and then stood up abruptly while glaring daggers at me.

“I-I didn’t!” I said.

But in a flash, she growled and attacked me. I winced in pain as I felt blood ooze in my arms because of her forceful grip, which her claws pressed into my skin. Then she slapped me multiple times. Damn, it hurts. I didn’t cry. I will not give her enough satisfaction. She slapped me again and again. I just grunted in pain. I want to fight back, but I can’t. And I can now taste the blood in my mouth. She kicked my stomach and yanked my hair, then punched my face multiple times, beating the hell out of me. I can feel my nose bleed, but I’m too numb to feel the pain anymore.

One last kick, I got slammed into the floor. I spit out some blood and grunted. Liza was breathing heavily in anger while looking at me in disgust. Then she left, mumbling something.

I sighed and got up to clean the blood that was scattered on the floor. My blood. I clenched my fist. One day, you’ll pay for this, Liza.