Fated To The Alpha.

The love I had for my father faded away as he kept searching for a suitable Alpha to sell me off to and get married. An arranged marriage. My elder sister came to my room one evening to congratulate me on my marriage proposal, which stunned me. I didn’t expect the arrangement to be so fast. Though she and I aren’t close, she still cares about me and told me to accept the harsh reality of how life was. I could only nod as she patted my head and left the room. Sarah was obviously delusional to me. How could someone be happy and congratulate her younger sister for getting married to a total stranger because my mate rejected me and got married to someone else? I know she is nonchalant and doesn’t have someone to love and call her mate, but that doesn’t mean she should be happy for me, getting into a loveless marriage. At least she should know how it feels to get married to someone I don’t know or love. Come to think of it, I didn’t want any of these stupid problems to backfire on me. I knew if I didn’t get married as soon as possible, my father would throw me out of his life. I am stranded and don't have anywhere else to go or a place to call home. After all, my father is still furious about moving to another pack because of his inability to cooperate with my people at my previous pack, concerning me. And the disgrace and shame I caused him when my mate rejected me and got married to someone else in front of everyone. It’s been six months I've locked myself in my room, since Karl left me and I can still feel the pain, the sore scar he left in my heart. I still don’t know why I can’t forget him, even though he is my first love who needs to be dumped and forgotten. I sat down quietly in my room and stared at the sparkling stars in the sky before my mother came in through the door and ordered me to come eat dinner at the dining table. “Don’t waste my time, Luna. Sitting and moping around all day wouldn’t bring him back. Pull yourself together.” She angrily slammed the door shut. I didn’t want to eat anything. My heart was just too numb to feel anything around me and my brain was just too full to think, so I can probably say, I don’t know exactly what is going on with me. I just feel like giving up on life, but I know that would hurt my mother a lot because of what she has gone through. She has tried everything to cheer me up, but it wasn’t working. She wasn’t the loving mother she is supposed to be right now, but I was fine. Suddenly, I felt a slight pain inside my stomach knowing I needed to drink some water or have a cold juice or make a hot tea for myself. And I just don’t have enough appetite to accommodate food even though I haven’t eaten good food for two days. I feel like drinking something but I don’t want to eat. Doesn't that sound ridiculous? Why don’t I go take my food off the dining table and come to my room to eat? I just want my space. I don’t want anyone bothering me at this point. Maybe I should probably take a walk every evening on my own, to get myself together. That should be a good idea and other than that, I still feel comfortable here with no one mocking and bothering me to death for being woofless. It feels good and quiet to be in this cold room, with no one interrupting my personal space. Knowing that if my mom comes to the room again, I would be in big trouble, so I heaved a long sigh and got up. I better go pick up my food before she throws a tantrum. I wore my clothes properly, shut the door to my room, and walked sluggishly to the dining table, only to see a very handsome alpha sitting across the table. He was laughing wholeheartedly with my parents and my sisters joined in as well. Who was he? Why is he so casual with my parents, as if he has known them for a long time? Could he be the Alpha my father wants me to get married to? No, he isn’t the one. I don’t think so; he’s too handsome to want to get married to me. He must be my father’s relative or something. I have never seen him in our new home before. He must be a guest. “Oh, Luna, come over here and stop standing like some doormat. Meet our guest, the member of the family.’ My father touched the chair beside the young Alpha for me to sit on. The member of the family? Who was he? “Alright, Father.’ I simply nodded and went over to the Alpha and sat down on the chair beside him. I was nervous, but his presence felt warm. “Hi, little one.’ “ he smiled at me and I looked over at him. Who was he calling “little one” around here? Me? Did I look like a child to him? He doesn’t know me and why is he acting like he knows me? “I am not a little one.’ I corrected him as we both looked at each other. His green eyes were like emerald pools, deep and mesmerising, where hints of lush forests danced in every gaze. His eyes were enchanting and unknown to me. It warmed my heart. Why am I feeling this way? Why do I feel so warm with this alpha? Why do I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere? “I’m sorry about that,’ he smiled. “Did I offend you?” I shook my head. “No, but you shouldn’t call me “little one’ like we’ve seen or known each other before. You don’t even know me.’ Though, saying those words to me sounded like a pervert, but his aura feels innocent. I don’t think he meant to say those words to me. He probably meant well, I think. “Hey, stop being so fussy. He is just being polite to you. Don’t be mean.’ Sarah, my elder sister, joined in with a little laugh. “I am not being mean. I’m just telling him what I don’t like.’ Why am I in a bad mood right now because of them? This is not what I wanted to do. I came here to pick up my damn food and not to entertain and be polite to a guest. I don't care if he is my father's friend.