I Rejected You, Alpha

ELEIA’S POV

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I can’t believe I’m currently sitting on my own personalized throne, next to Roman and Penelope. It feels strange sitting on a chair that’s twice the size of you, but the cushion under my a*s is soft. “Let us begin…” Roman smiles at me before motioning for the door to open and a line of people enter, sending my anxiety through the roof.

I could feel my throat contracting, my lungs squeezing all the air out as I just stare at them walking closer, directly at me.

“We’re teaching our princess how to see and solve problems today, so please whatever problems you have, talk to her.” Penelope beams with a proud smile , her hand motioning to me.

I feel vile rise as the first person comes up to me and my heart sinks at their sad expression.

“Hello,” I smile warmly and I stare at the woman, her hands dirty and there are bags under her eyes, “Princess.” she bows.

“What can I help you with?” I ask, unsure what to say, but what I do know is that everyone is looking at me, I could feel their stares, as if their eyes tickle my skin.

“Our home is broken…” she starts, sounding so desperate and on the verge of a breakdown. “What do you mean? What is broken?” I try to figure out what the hell she means because it can’t be her entire house, could it?

“My roof has a hole in it, my child is sick and I have no job to pay for medicine. Please…help me.” the desperation in her eyes makes me want to cry and my hands absentmindedly fall onto my covered bump.

I glance at Penelope and Roman, “Are there any jobs available in the castle?” I ask and Penelope stares at me, “Can you think of any?” She raises her eyebrows so gracefully.

“Well, I have been around this castle and I think that perhaps we can get you a job, but I will have to get back to you with it so take a pen and paper on the table over there, write down your address , name and the reason you were here and I will come see you.” I motion towards the table and the grateful smile that overtakes her face makes my heart swell .

That wasn’t so hard…

A older male approaches, his eyes narrowed on me and I gulp, forcing a smile onto my face.

“Hello.” I greet his warmly, “Who the hell says she’s even the real princess?” he bellows, turning to look at the rest of the line and Penelope stands, but so do I , raising my hand to stop her.

“We took a DNA test and the Moon Goddess herself lead me here, so please calm down and raise your concerns.” I say as calmly as I can before sitting down again, my arms resting on the chair.

“Our farm is dying.” his eyes are still narrowed, as if he might rip my throat out if he had the chance. He was rageful, that I could see in his stiff body and tense jaw.

“I suggest you take a bottle of soil and bring it to us for testing so that we can find a solution.” I smile and I suddenly just feel like I know everything, like the problems they are bringing to me is just like at the pack, but in a much larger scale…

The royal pack is very large, it has almost five thousand people living on it’s grounds and all of them are just trying to survive.

“Thank you, princess.” he snarls disrespectfully and a guard marches to him, “Don’t .” I raise my hand, stopping him and the man looks back at me with confusion, “You might not like me, but I am here and you have the right to your own beliefs, but please don’t get yourself into trouble at the cost of me.” I smile and he snorts before turning and leaving.

I guess the news about me living here traveled fast and I now see that not everyone likes it that I’m here, but they’ll have to accept it.

It’s been four hours of seeing people when the last comes forward, “Hello.” I smile at the little girl who has tears streaming down her face. I stand before lowering onto my knees, “What’s wrong little one?” I open my arms and she just stares at me with a wobbling chin, a lower l*p that’s trembling.

“M-my…” she sniffs, “My m-momm-y…she’s gone…” she starts to weep and run into my arms, “Take me to her.”

She pulls back and I stand, “I need two guards.” I demand and Penelope stands, “We’ll take over.” She smiles, “Can I come with?” I ask , looking down at the little girl holding my finger tightly.

“Sure.”

Marching over to a small house where the door is left open, it’s near the castle, yet it looks abandoned.

“Wait.” A guard stops me, “I have to check inside.” he walks into the house, glancing around, “Clear!” he yells from inside and I glance at Roman and Penelope and follow them inside, my eyes widening at the mess .

“Who lives here?” Roman asks and I glance at the messy kitchen, the faint b***d stains on the floor and counter and I pull the little girl into my arms as I lower onto my haunches, blowing out a breath when my own baby lays on my bladder.

“Where did your mommy go?” I frown and she points upward.

I frown, “Is there a second floor?” I ask confused and the guard shakes his head, “Check in the roof.” Penelope demands and when they open the hatch, the guard curses under his breath before climbing down with a sour look on his face, “Well she’s dead.” he snorts and I growl, my eyes narrowed on him, “This is not a joke, there’s a child here.” I snarl and Penelope rests her hand on my shoulder, “Take the girl and go, we’ll sort this out.” , “Go where? This is her home.” , “Not anymore, take her to the orphanage in town or have someone do it. Don’t walk alone.” She demands and I sigh, nodding and I lead the little girl out of her home.

A wave of tiredness falls over me halfway back to the castle and I sit down on a bench.

“What’s your name?” I ask, but she just stares at the ground, nibbling on her nails.

“My name is Eleia.” I try and get her to open up to me, but she looks so..traumatized…

I can’t imagine what’s going on inside her head…

“How did you know that your mom was up there?”

The silence she’s giving me is making my head throb, because instead of her telling me what happened…I make up scenarios in my head, which is not good.

“I don’t want to take you to the orphanage..” I admit, my heart is bleeding for this little girl. I think she’s around six, maybe seven and she’s beautiful. Her face is round, her hair is pitch black, her eyes are glassy and green…She deserves more than a dead mother and growing up in a place that she might not be comfortable in, but there’s nothing I can do for her…I have my hands full.

Hours go by and we just sit and Roman and Penelope finally approach us, “I thought you went back to the castle.” Penelope’s lips are pressed into a thin line. “I couldn’t, I began to feel ill and we decided to just sit here.” I smile at the little girl, who’s name I still don’t know.

“Well her mother is being taken care of…” something in the way she says it makes a fire inside of me burn.

“What happened to her?” I ask and Roman gives me a stare, a stare that tells me not to ask that question. His eyes flick to the girl, “We should get you settled.” he holds out his arms and the girl happily goes to him without hesitation. I guess that is why the alpha’s are like father’s to everyone.

Penelope sits next to me when my uncle takes the little girl and walks towards the town.

“Her mother cut her own wrists, which would have taken hours because we heal fast…She must have done it over and over again until she bled out..” Penelope gulps, her eyes lifeless, the brightness in them gone.

“Are you okay?” I ask, reaching for her hand but she stands, her lips pressed together firmly, “We should go, it’s getting late.” She turns her back to me, but she doesn’t walk and she waits.

Arriving in my room, I sigh as guilt creeps up my spine…I see the babysitter playing with Felix and I know that it’s past five already…Did the day really just flash by?

“I am so sorry. I should get better at this, but I’m not.” I pull my hair free and it cascades around my shoulders.

“It’s okay, Felix and I were having a lot of fun.” She smiles, fist bumping my boy before leaving.

I sink onto the bed, falling onto my back, “I miss your dad Felix.” I sigh, “Me too!” Felix beams and I listen as he plays with the toy cars .

I should be getting ready for dinner, I should be bathing Felix and clean the room…but I simply can’t because the thought of that girl, sleeping alone in a strange place after losing her mom, makes my heart ache , it makes my hands shake and my eyes glass over.

I was that little girl, except I was probably younger and my parents were murdered.

At least my parents died a good death and not because of suicide.

I hope that she doesn’t know what her mom did, only that she died.

I manage to gather enough strength to get off the bed and bathe Felix before we join the rest for dinner, only to be surprised by Aiden waiting in my seat.

“Daddy!” Felix pushes me away and runs to his dad and it’s like my body is floating towards the love of my life.

He smiles at me, holding open his one free arm and I fall into his embrace, almost crying but I talk myself down, knowing that I can’t cry and it’s just the hormones.