Rejected By My Mate, Chosen By Fate
Chapter 54

I sit on a sofa in one of the guest rooms with a pen and book in my hands and patiently wait for Margallo’s arrival. It’s morning and I could barely sleep last night. Elsie slept with me on my bed. She said she would feel safer as long as she stayed with me even if it meant her sleeping on the floor and I definitely couldn’t have that.

How could I let Luna Elsie of the Kizmet Pack sleep on the floor? It’s completely unimaginable. I’d thought about the audience with Margallo all night and I was surprised to receive a reply from her saying she was ready to have a word with me. So here I am, seated and waiting. To be honest, I’m currently a nervous wreck. I know how she can be and just how mean she can get. Will she be willing to listen to me? And even if she does, what is the guarantee that she will take my advice?

I won’t be able to communicate with her properly and I can only wonder if she’ll have the patience to at least hear me out. I wonder why she even agreed to have the audience with me? Could she really not be as bad as she’d been portraying herself to be? I’ll just have to wait and see.

“Evelyn, calm down. You’re already fidgeting and she’s not even here yet. How do you expect to hold a conversation with her if you can’t even compose yourself? She’s just Margallo, a she wolf like us. Stop behaving like you’re about to meet with some demon.” Tara cautioned and I took a deep breath, she’s right. I should brace myself up for this meeting and do away with my fear.

But how exactly did this fear of her come about? Well the answer isn’t far fetched. Maybe it’s because she’s the reason why I almost lost my life and my child. I shake my head and take a deep breath, trying to chase away the negative thoughts. If I get angry right now, I may lose the only chance I have at saving Alpha Richard and the future of this pack as well.

I take another deep breath and barely a minute later, someone enters the room and I look up to see that it’s Margallo. I tried to manage a small smile but she kept her signature poker face as she took a seat at the far opposite side of me.

This just won’t do. How am I supposed to talk to her when we’re so far apart and especially with no voice?

I drag myself up and walk to sit directly beside her. “Do you really have to be so close just to talk?” She suddenly questioned and I blinked, staring at her blankly. Has she forgotten that I’m mute? Or is this another one of her mean jokes?

“Focus. You can’t let such small things distract you.” Tara screamed at me and I instantly brought out my pen, writing everything I had in my heart on the book. I wrote the words piece by piece so I would pass them to Margallo little by little

It took a little while to write all I wanted to and Margallo grew impatient.

“Did you seriously just call me here just to waste my time?” She questioned and made to get up but I grabbed her hand, stopping her from leaving.

I glared at her and when she noticed the fierce determination in my eyes, she g*****d and sat back down. I passed her the first note which read. “I was raped.”

She read it, surprise and something resembling concern flashed through her eyes but it didn’t last long though, she instantly turned it into a scowl.

“So how is this even my problem? Don’t tell me you called me here just to talk about your problems.” She replied rudely and having already been in contact with her many times, I had expected such an answer from her and thus I’d prepared an appropriate reply.

Margallo seems to be the kind of person that once hurt, locks their pain away and uses it as a reason for revenge. She pretends to be so evil and shuts everyone out so no one can help her but I guess she hasn’t gotten to know me properly. I can be pretty persistent when I want to be and I know just how to deal with her.

I handed her the second note which read.

“I was abused by the Alpha of my pack every night for two years just because he assumed that I killed his father, he always came to the cellar where I slept and beat me up until I bled. He seemed to derive some kind of sadistic joy in seeing me in pain. I was hated on by everyone, my very own family, my friends, everyone and I was made to work as a slave. I went through hell, the physical scars couldn’t compare to the emotional scars.”

She read it and stared at me. She looked like she wanted to say something but suddenly stopped and chose to stay quiet instead.

“I thought that with the terrible treatment, I would eventually die before I turned 18 but I didn’t, I lived, surviving many near death experiences despite the fact that I was already emotionally dead. The worst day of my life is the day I found my mate.

I had ruled out the thought of ever finding my mate, I was the pack’s slave so who would ever want to accept me as their mate? It was glaringly obvious I would be rejected and I braced myself up for it. But no matter how prepared I was, I still couldn’t handle the shock when I found out that my mate was none other than my abuser, the Alpha.

I knew he was going to reject me but he didn’t, at least not instantly.” She read the third note and I could see her barrier of hatred beginning to crumble. Her eyes couldn’t hide the pity she felt. It had taken a lot for me to write those things down without breaking down, I had promised that I would stop crying and feeling pity for myself because I’m not that pitiful and scared little girl anymore. I’m much more, I’ve become stronger and I’ll stand up for myself and protect the people I hold dear with everything I have even if it means reliving past memories.

I passed her the fourth note and she hesitated before accepting it from me. It read. “He beat me up with his belt just because I was his mate and as if that wasn’t enough, he raped me mercilessly before rejecting me the very next day. I was so hurt and angry that I wanted nothing more than revenge but the truth was, he’d managed to break me. All those years of suffering quietly had made me weak. He banished me into the wilderness, not caring if I lived or died. I nearly died of hypothermia, I was found and saved by Ana. She was the first person to be nice to me in a long time and though I couldn’t bring myself to trust her at first, she was patient with me and continuously showered me with so much love and care that I found myself trusting her despite having developed serious trust issues.

I met Elsie, Richard and Kayden there after and they took me into their home and made me a part of their family. I was the same girl who had been rejected and forsaken and to be honest, I never thought that there was any hope for me to ever find happiness but I did. They showed me what true happiness felt like.” She glanced at it tentatively before staring at me again. She closed her eyes and opened them again and I could see the tears in them. It was working, I knew it would work. Only people who had gone through similar pain could understand each other.

I had never planned to demand her to stop or threaten or blackmail her into stopping her quest for revenge. I just wanted her to see that her situation wasn’t the worst out there. I had gone through worse but here I am, finding happiness and living my life to the best I can. There might be people out there who are still suffering the kind of abuse and bondage I was, I just hope that they have the courage to break free and not just wait for a miracle to happen. Only they are in control of their lives, so they should live it to the fullest because in all honesty, life is too short to be spent in pain and regrets. This was the message I was trying to deliver to Margallo. At times, understanding is all it takes to settle a dispute and not necessarily force.

I handed the last note over to her and she took it with shaky hands.

“Despite meeting such people, my troubles weren’t nearly even over, I suffered from severe PTSD. I had nightmares which led to insomnia and severe depression, which eventually almost led to suicide and it was all because I had tried to hide my pain from the people who cared. I thought I could handle it all on my own but I couldn’t, I needed the love and support.

Sometimes, we don’t need plans, plots or schemes, we just need people to talk to, a willing shoulder to cry on and let it all out. My case became so bad that I attempted suicide but a friend managed to save me in time. I finally opened up to my new family and got the much needed relief but then, I found out about another disturbing fact, I was pregnant.

I had gotten pregnant from rape. I hated my baby’s father so I tried to get an abortion at first but I just couldn’t so I decided to keep my baby and raise my child to be much better than her father and I’m glad that I did. I have a wonderful family who are willing to support me through everything and there’s really nothing more I can ask for.

The most amazing thing that happened to me was love. Love came into my life in the form of Kayden and lifted me when I thought that I was worthless. I thought I didn’t deserve to be loved but he proved me wrong and showed me the possibilities.

He took away all the pain, bitterness and loneliness and now I can’t imagine my life without him in it. Let love lead, Margallo. Just let it come into your life and take the pain, the insecurities and the hatred away, just like it had done mine. Let it brighten your life and bring you so much joy.

Have you really asked yourself this? What would you gain by taking away Elsie’s child?

Do you really want her to feel the same pain you went through when you lost yours? Will it truly make you happy to see them in pain and tear them apart? Look deep inside yourself and ask yourself. What is it you truly want? Revenge or happiness?” Those were the words that the last note read and it dropped on Margallo like a bomb blast.

I saw genuine tears fall down her cheeks for the first time ever.

“Why are you telling me this?” Was all she could ask.

I grabbed her hands in mine and kissed them before writing a quick note to her.

“I’m telling you to let you know that you have a choice. Why pay bad for bad when you can forgive and live so much happier? You don’t have to give in to your darkness. Just keep fighting your inner demons and give life one more chance.” She read the note and broke into tears.

“Why are you trying to confuse me? Richard was the one who sent you, wasn’t he? He’s trying to emotionally blackmail me so he can get out of trouble.” She accused me and tore the note up in pieces. I knew I couldn’t provide the chance for doubt to creep up in her mind again and ruin all my hard work.

I really do believe we can settle this amicably.

I shook my head no and placed her hand on my chest to feel my beating heart. She looked into my eyes and saw my sincerity and then she broke. I grabbed her into a hug and patted her back softly, letting her cry onto my shoulders.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I’ve been so mean to you and I put your life and your child’s life in danger because of my selfish motives. It was very childish of me, I couldn’t handle the pain and I let it destroy me and cause me to walk the wrong path.

I’ve been so lonely ever since Richard left me. I don’t want revenge, all I want is to be happy and it was foolish of me to think that happiness would come from that revenge.

I’m so sorry, I’ve hurt a lot of people in the past and I don’t know if they’ll ever be able to forgive me.” She said as she cried and I kept hugging until she calmed down a bit.

I wiped her tears and took my note and pen once more to write her another note.

“It’s OK, we all make mistakes but our mistakes don’t define us, it’s the fact that we’re willing to learn from them and change for the better. I’m sure they’ll forgive you if you apologize sincerely. But first, why don’t you start by forgiving yourself? Stop thinking you were a fool to fall in love and instead think of it as one of life’s many lessons. Tell yourself you deserve happiness and go for it, time waits for no wolf. I’d really love it if we could all be friends and one day sit together and laugh over times like this.” I handed the note to her and she smiled as she read it.

“Thank you, thank you for this.” She said and grabbed me in another hug.

“You’re the most sensible, sweetest and kindest person I’ve met in a long time. Not many people can get through to me but you did because you’re special.

You hold so much love and hope despite what you went through in the past and that’s very admirable. I wish you all the best in life and I hope you get all the love and happiness you deserve and as for your first jerk of a mate, I sincerely hope he gets what he deserves.

I feel so free for the first time in such a long time, I’ve finally let out all that pent up anger and pain and it feels so good, I can genuinely smile again and it’s all because of you. I’ll let all the negative energy go and I’ll start a new life from now on.” Margallo said and I smiled, proud of myself for what I had achieved.

“You did it Evelyn, you really did it. Congratulations, you managed to reform someone.” Tara teased me and my smile widened.

“I’ll go apologize to everyone and finally make everything right.” Margallo said and I nodded. She turned to leave but suddenly paused.

“You know Evelyn, you’re a very special girl. You may not have a voice but you’re definitely willing to be heard. I can feel that you’ll be a positive impact on a lot of people.” She said with a smile and left while I quickly followed behind her.

I had long accepted that I will not be able to speak for the rest of my life and it really doesn’t bother me anymore. Truth is, you can’t miss what you never had. Today has proved that I don’t need a voice in order to be heard or make a positive difference.

As long as there are people who love me, I’m OK just the way I am. I’ve finally learnt to love myself.