You Rejected Me. Remember?

Miles pov

It was weird. Ever since Cade had talked about mates, all I could think of was his sister. I had tried to shake it off my mind several times reminding myself that it was nothing but wishful thinking. I had blown my chance of having my mate beside me. And now, I must live my life in solitude.

I had tried my best to tell myself that I must forget about her. She too had lost her mate. It must be painful for her. I remember how she cried at his funeral. Perhaps she deserved a second chance at love, but most certainly not me. I deserved to be alone for life.

The rest of the day was filled with me struggling to finish my work, however, just like before, I was only able to do half of the paperwork all by myself. By midnight, I had exhausted myself and decided to go back to the room to get some sleep.

I did go back. I washed my face and slumped onto my mattress, not bothering to wash my body because I was too damn tired. I had closed my eyes hoping to sleep, however, whenever I closed my eyes, I saw Cade’s sister’s slender neck where her dead mate’s faint mark lay.

Frowning, I continued to think about her. Why wouldn’t she get out of my head? I don’t want to cause trouble. I don’t want to be the cause of more embarrassment to my parents. I had already done enough damage. After a long time of tossing and turning, I finally fell asleep.

The next day, I woke up early, as always, despite the little amount of sleep I had managed to get last night.

I got ready and walked out, as usual, to do my early morning training. Before I got myself in this mess, Nolan and Castor would join me for the morning run and our training before we started the sessions for our warriors. However, I didn’t expect them to join me now. I didn’t expect them to deal with me at all unless it was necessary.

By the time I had returned from my run, the warriors had gathered on the ground. I noticed how some of them had their faces wilted with no sign of eagerness to join the training today. I pursed my lips. I had seen how much fun they had each time with Nolan and Castor.

Perhaps, I should make them conduct the training sessions hereafter.

I sighed. Nolan and Castor had arrived after some time. Their expressionless faces told me that they didn’t enjoy my company at all. Perhaps no one did. I guess I should let them enjoy and have fun with Nolan and Castor.

“I…have a lot of work in the office. So I am leaving.” I murmured under my breath and left, without waiting for them to say anything. I knew they wouldn’t mind me leaving. They would be only too happy that I left.

As I walked away, I felt my heart being weighed further down. What kind of an alpha am I? An alpha that is hated by everyone. An alpha who doesn’t have any support. An alpha whose pack members don’t like to deal with. I guess I am an alpha by name. But in reality, I am nothing but the pack’s outcast.

Facing them was harder than anything else. I don’t think I ever want to do that again. Perhaps I should do everything alone from now on. I hope Cade comes to look for me every day. The time I spent with that little pup was the only enjoyment I have left in life. I ended up staying in my office, buried in the paperwork until my father barged into the office.

His face was red and contorted in utter fury. He was shaking in rage. His fists were balled up. I could clearly see all his muscles had tensed while the nerves on his temple bulged with pressure. I kept looking at him. Why was he so angry? Was it because I had left the training ground without conducting the session?

“What the f**k have you done Miles!!!???” He bellowed as soon as he entered.

I was dumbfounded. Have I committed a crime? I never thought he would be this angry just because I chose to come here instead of conducting the training sessions.

I wanted to ask what was going on, but before I could say anything, four of the royal guards entered after him. I frowned. Why were they here? No…this cannot be related to me leaving the training ground this morning.

“We are here to arrest you! It is a royal order!” One of them announced. I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Huh?”

My confusion increased. What happened all of a sudden? Why was I being arrested? I couldn’t understand.

“But why? I don’t understand….” I stuttered glancing at their faces one by one.

“Silence! You don’t have the right to protest against a royal order! Now come with us in silence or we will have to remove you by force!” He ordered.

My eyes darted around with uncertainty. None of this made sense to me. This was just ridiculous. But I knew better than to say anything against the royal guards. With my heart pounding as my anxiety skyrocketed, I slowly stood up from my seat and walked towards them. They handcuffed me and ordered me to follow them. Two of them were in the front while the other two were behind me, pointing their weapons at my back.

I was being taken away like a wanted criminal, however, I couldn’t understand why. I simply couldn’t fathom a reason good enough for me to be taken away like this. I looked at my father and mother who were standing side by side. My mom looked a bit concerned, however, my father’s face was as cold as ice and that broke my heart into a million pieces.

If that was what my father looked like, I didn’t dare to look at the faces of anyone else. I lowered my head and kept my gaze fixed on my feet as I walked past the crowd gathered to watch me being taken away. As I did, I tried to think of anything I could have done to anger her royal Highness. However, I couldn’t think of any.

I had not mistreated any of my pack members. I had tried my utmost best to do the pack work. Then, what could it be?

My face was contorted in utter confusion during the whole journey. I wanted to ask the guards why I was being taken away, however, I said nothing. As soon as the vehicle stopped, I was practically dragged out of the vehicle and placed at the feet of the Queen.

I looked up, hoping to find some answers on her face. What I saw shocked me to my core. Her eyes were wide and red. Her anger was evident as she heaved deep breaths.

“Miles! Why did you do it!” She asked loudly.

“What, your majesty?” I asked. I was confused, scared and completely lost.

“What?” She shrieked. “You dare to ask me that?” She snarled.

“You….the gift you had given us was vandalised! It was poisoned. And that had made my husband lay unconscious in the infirmary ever since you all left this kingdom!” She bellowed.

“What!” I exclaimed involuntarily. My eyes widened. That was impossible. I had loaded the gifts my father told me to in the trunk, but I had never done anything to any of them. I wasn’t allowed to touch anything that I wasn’t supposed to. How was I supposed to find the poison and sabotage anything? Besides, those gifts were from my parents. I doubt they might deliberately do anything that would hurt the royals. There must be a mistake.

“But that is impossible… I….” A tight slap to my face made me trail off.

“Silence!” She ordered. “Take him away and lock him up in the dungeon until further notice!” She ordered.

I wanted to protest and thrash against the strong lycan guards who dragged me away from the Queen. However, I couldn’t. I was too stunned to resist. I was being locked up as a criminal and that too for a crime that I didn’t commit.

My eyes stung with unshed tears. My heart and brain kept screaming that it wasn’t me, yet, I refused to form those words with my tongue. I might have been an a*****e in the past. I might have done a lot of wrongs and even committed a crime. However, this time I had done nothing. Although the whole world thinks that I am the criminal who was guilty of vandalising the gifts my parents had sent them, I knew that this time, I was innocent.

They dragged me to a huge, deserted dungeon, which consisted of cells separated by a thick wall. The gates looked like they were made of pure silver. They opened one of the cells and pushed me inside, making me stumble in and fall onto the dusty ground.

“We should chain him up.” One of them stated.

“You are right. This is a dangerous criminal.” The other agreed.

They entered and roughly removed the iron cuffs on my wrists only to chain me to the silver chains attached to the wall. The silver, being harmful to us, burnt where it contacted the skin on my hands and legs.

Being cuffed with the iron handcuff was way better than being chained to these tormenting chains. I tried my best not to move because it would only make things worse for me.

They locked the gate and left me alone in the dungeon cell, where only a few rays of the sun managed to filter through the little spaces in the wall, that I think we’re supposed to make the ventilation better. Although they didn’t use any form of torture on me yet, simply being here was torture itself. It was still bright and sunny on the outside, however, it was as gloomy as a rainy day here. I was able to see around since it was dimly lit, however, I was sure that it would be pitch dark when night falls. I wondered how it would be to spend the night here, all alone, with no source of light.

I gulped. I wonder if I will ever be able to get out of this hell hole. I just hope I do before I go insane.