Scarlett
"Enough,” raising my hand up, I shouted loudly enough to earn the attention and silence of the audience who were busy chattering about the injustice with Amber and calling me names.
How could they expect me to tolerate this shit?
Removing the ring from my finger, I walked to Evelyn whose face had a haughty expression on her face for me. Klaus’s mother hated me, that was for sure but why? I couldn’t figure it out.
“Thank you so much, Alpha, for giving me the honor of being a Luna,” I endorsed from a safe distance, looking in his way before turning my face toward the people who were holding the champagne flute in their hands and declared openly, “I owe nothing to you people so I won’t explain anything to you and you can hate me as much as you want, till your heart’s content. I couldn’t care less about your opinions of me.”
I knew the consequences of my brutal action. I was being rude, selfish, and a mean bitch but at the end of the day, I had a heart, too. And my heart was getting hurt by their mean comments on my life.
His people were literally thinking of me as someone who would seduce an Alpha for just a position of a Luna. I would rather die as a Gamma than seducing someone. A proud Gamma to be precise.
I never cared about the ranks or positions. For me, my mate’s love mattered the most and I was fortunate enough to have him but at the same time, his complicated life brought so much dissension into my already miserable life.
Klaus had my heart and all the love. Nevertheless, I won’t choose love over my pride. His people were hurting me and he was standing there, doing me a favor of letting me be the Luna while everyone was back-bitching about me and sympathizing with his wife.
For a moment, I wished I would have been his wife rather than his mate to live an easy life with no hate.
“Evelyn, please, do me a favor and give this ring to the person who is the rightful heir to this ring. H…his wife,” I never stuttered while speaking in my life but I was stammering now while mentioning his wife.
“No one asked for my consent if I wanted to be a Luna in the first place,” I started yammering whilst Klaus threw me a painful glance. “That ring was imposed on me so I gave it back. I’m sorry, Klaus. Um, sorry, Alpha. I can’t follow your order when it’s about my pride. Indeed, your wi..wife deserves the title of the Luna of this pack.”
“It wasn’t my order, Scarlett. It’s you who should be the Luna of this pack. You’re my mate and a mate is a rightful person to be my Luna, not my wife. The Moon Goddess didn’t make the rule to give the title of Luna to your wife. It should be an Alpha’s mate,” he argued whilst earning everyone’s attention and interest in our argument.
Did he even care about me?
The way he pronounced ‘my wife’, it seemed as if it didn’t bother him that I wasn’t his wife but someone else. It seemed so naturally coming from him which bothered my broken heart. He loved me, how could he do that to me?
I was feeling like someone threw acid on my heart and it burned too much to bear.
He always called me my mate and now, he was calling someone else his wife. Was I that easy to replace? I thought that I was the only person to whom he belonged but now, I was proved wrong.
Heaving a sigh, I forced my lips to break into a small smile to hide my pain beneath the fake smile. “The Moon Goddess didn’t make the rule of having two different persons as a wife and a mate.”
“We’re the werewolves, not humans. A few pledges and fucking meaningless rituals can’t bind two people together. A wedding doesn’t make sense if it’s not between true mates. My wife isn’t my mate so she isn’t the rightful person to be a Luna,” Klaus argued again, hurting me again, neglecting his pack members who were listening to us keenly.
“Can you two please be more careful with your words?” Evelyn shouted, coming between us. “The person you’re talking about is a rightful wife to Klaus, the Alpha. You both are hurting her and I won’t let that happen.”
It was so tough to see him with someone else, to mention someone else as his. I stood beside him during his pledge and Alpha ceremony which was my duty and right as a mate on which I was ready to give up but Klaus forced me to stay and I did but now, the things were going onboard.
I didn’t blame his wife for anything. Not even for leaving the hall when she saw me in her place. I understood her emotions, she wasn't wrong either. She was also forced to marry someone who wasn’t her mate and still, it hurt her pride when she saw me where she probably should have been.
But did anyone care about me? No.
Did anyone give a fu-k about my feelings? No.
My mate married someone else and I let him do that without creating any scene or drama. What were they thinking of my heart? Did I have the heart made of the stone? Didn’t it hurt me to see another woman’s name adjoining him?
I was on the edge of crying and breaking down so before anyone could see me shedding tears, I stepped towards the door of the hallway. Everyone’s eyes were piercing into my skin and I didn’t want them to see me crying because these people would think that I was crying over the position of Luna as it belonged to his wife and I had to give up on that.
Apparently, my mate’s Alpha ceremony was the most suffocating function I attended in my entire life. I was feeling like I was getting judged by everyone presented in that hall, let it be his family or pack members.
“Scarlett, don’t go,” his Alpha voice echoed in the hallway, making the ground floor shake a bit. The order was placed as I could feel his energy circling me. Probably it was his third mistake of tonight, he shouldn’t have ordered me. I wasn’t so good with the orders and being obedient wasn’t my nature.
“You’re not my Alpha,” I defied him. Without bothering to turn back to see him, I walked out of the hallway, surprising everyone.
Coming out of the hallway, I exhaled deeply before filling my lungs with the fresh air. I sprinted toward the left with no destination in my mind. I wanted to go where nobody could see me. It would have been better if the Moon Goddess would have made me a witch rather than a lantern werewolf. At least I could disappear and teleport myself to anywhere.
I was having so many second thoughts now. Perhaps it would have been better if we wouldn’t mark each other. Perhaps it would have been better if I wouldn’t have accepted his marriage. Perhaps it would have been better if I would have rejected him.
My mind was blasting with all the thoughts and my heart was getting heavy from all the emotions I was hiding from everyone. My legs shook as I ran with all the strength I had and as fast as my legs could carry me forward.
I had clutched my violet gown in my hands so it wouldn't cause me to collide with the rusty ground. The fabric of my gown surpassed through the ground as I kept running, not giving a fuck about my dress.
I was panting hard as I kept running for a good couple of minutes, not caring about my scrambling legs which caused me to fall in the end.
How long could my legs tolerate it when my heart couldn’t?
Why do people take strong people for granted? It’s not like strong people couldn’t tolerate all the shits they would throw at us. We were vulnerable, too.
The full moon sympathized with me from above the sky as it surrounded itself with the black clouds, creating a grayish and blackish fog around itself. The Moon Goddess must be pleased with her fair share of entertainment with my fate.