Chapter 309
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309–I Reject The Rank
Baxter:
“Oh, giver of all grace, today we stand before you, presenting this ignorant alpha who refuses to cherish the rank
you
chose for him. You gave him everything, a powerful wolf, the position of alpha, yet he has chosen to throw it away. Please forgive us and accept his rejection,” they chanted.
When they stopped, it was my turn to lift my head. I looked up at the sky and saw thunder beginning to erupt. The clouds gathered as the Moon Goddess was summoned.
“ I, Alpha Baxter, reject the alpha crown and rank,” I declared, staring at the sky.
“Goodbye, beautiful human,” my wolf murmured softly as he drifted into sleep under the weight of the wolfsbane. 1
Everyone began to step away from me. I lowered my head and closed my eyes. That was when lightning struck, and my body fell to the side.
Once I transitioned back and came out of the woods, the car that had brought me here had also traveled around to retrieve me with my clothes. None of that mattered now.
I watched as everyone clapped and cheered, showing just how pleased they were with my downfall. As they celebrated my defeat, my vision blurred. I was not fully unconscious when I heard Lady Abigail speak.
“Serves him right for choosing a whore p>
She knew she could say it now because I no longer had the strength to fight back. I could not even get up for several moments.
Flashback:
“Where are we going?” I asked Ashley, my elder sister, as sh
strapped me into the front seat to go somewhere.
She turned to me, giving me her comforting smile. My sister was the picture of perfection. She was kind and gentle, a complete contrast to my mother. She had just turned eighteen. And like the others, she had only one wish.
“To meet my mate,” my sister replied
My eyes widened, and I adjusted myself in my seat. I was old enough to understand what that meant. I knew about all of it by now. I was told what to expect when searching for a mate once I turn eighteen. And they told me I will get more lessons when I turn twelve and I get my wolf.
My mother insisted that my mate should be powerful and come from a strong background. I did not think the same way. I believed that whoever my mate was, I would be happy with her. I would cherish her. I had a feeling she would be special.
My sister always told me my mate would be special. She said that because I was a good person, she would be one
too.
“Does Momma know that you have found a mate?” I asked her.
She shook her head. “No, and you should not tell her either.” she paused.
“ Promise me,” she insisted p>
She did not need to ask. I would never tell Mom any of our secrets.
Pinky promise, ” I added, staring out the window, excited to meet her mate.
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However, the farther she drove into what felt like nowhere, the more anxious I became.
“Where are we headed? Where does he live?” I asked, turning to her and pouting.
“Baxter, I will tell you the truth about him, okay? But remember, I told you never to tell Mom about it. She will not like it,” my sister said.
She slowed the car so she could turn and talk to me properly.
“Sure. Tell me what is going on?” I asked in worry.
“He is not from the packs p>
The moment she said that, my heart started to thump louder.
“He is a rogue?” I asked. I had recently learned about rogues in class, so I knew the stories and their ways.
“Yes, he is a rogue,” she said quietly.
She looked guilty.
“You do not have to feel guilty,” I told her. “He is your mate, right? And you like him p>
I reached out and patted the back of her hand. She smiled.
“That is why I brought you with me,” she said. “I knew you would never judge me and that you would support me p>
She adjusted herself in her seat before continuing.
“Since you are next in line to be alpha, I have to ask for your permission to go into the woods to meet my mate p>
As soon as she asked, I nodded.
“You do not have to make me feel guilty by asking me. You are older than me. You can make your own decisions. But if you still want my permission, then of course. I will come with you p>
The more I spoke, the brighter her smile became, and it made me happy.
If only my parents were supportive, she would not have to sneak out in the middle of the night to see her mate. She would be having dinner with him and our family. But it was not that simple for her.
My parents were anything but kind. They wanted to control everything and everyone.
She finally parked the car near the road and got out, signaling me to stay put. It was decided that she would bring him out to meet me. However, as she started walking toward the trees, I noticed something. There was a shadow behind one of them.
I began to unbuckle my seatbelt. Then she reached the same shadow and hugged the man standing there, and I relaxed back into my seat. They kissed, and I looked away, shaking my head with a small smile. I was truly happy for my sister. She deserved happiness.
Lost in my thoughts, the soft giggling suddenly turned into screams. I lifted my head and saw something I wish had never happened that night.
End Of Flashback.
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