The Alpha’s Rejected Bride
Chapter 16

The next day, Rhodes, took me around the castle.

It's a bit cold so I put on a turtleneck dress that we got online and pumps.

My hair is in a bun. I'm feeling happy today.

To my disappointment, Rhodes says we won't go outside the castle because they have a room right here

in the castle.

"

Why couldn't we go to the hospital?" I ask as she pushes my wheelchair to another wing. The castle is large that I've lost count of how many rooms I've passed by. Each room is well furnished and elegant, one would think it's a movie. There are marble floors and

antique, fancy things.

It sucks that I'm in a wheelchair but it's good to finally get out of my room.

We walk through the hallway and reach a big room, Rhodes pushes the door open. The inside of the room is spacious and white. It looks like a massage parlor and gym all at once.

"Wow!"

"It used to be prince Rayan's private gym," Rhodes informs me, and at the mention of his name, my heart flatters and my stomach churns in a weird good way.

I swallow. "I don't see prince Rayan these days, where is he?"

"oh I think-" before she can respond, the door opens and a tall man with brown hair walks in.

"Lady Lucy, this is Misheck. The best psychotherapist in the city," Rhodes doesn't seem pleased as she introduces us. I smile at Misheck.

Rhodes turns to him and smiles at me " and this is ..." She doesn't finish as Misheck interrupts,

"Miss Lucy. The king's goddaughter," he finishes.

We exchange pleasantries, and he asks me a question I can't answer.

"How did this happen," he asks, taking a seat opposite me.

"I'm um, umm. I fell," I croak.

The psychotherapist extends his hand toward me. I take it but surprisingly, he pulls me, making me stand on my feet and I scream.

Rhodes rushes to my side and growls at the doctor menacingly.

She looks pissed. I rest my body weight on the doctor because my legs hurt so much

"Nice," The doctor nods. How is this nice? My legs hurt badly and my eyes are beginning to burn, tears are filling my eyes.

"Misheck! You're hurting her,"

"I'm doing my job," he retorts.

"But- but, the king," Rhodes tries to protest but Misheck solemnly points at the door

"Leave," he says, she is hesitant and begins to walk again but stops.

"Prince Rayan said I should already stay," she mutters, which seems to get Misheck's attention. He sits

me back on the wheelchair and faces Rhodes.

"Why?" He holds his chin in thought. Even I want to know why the prince would ask her to stay. The stomps her feet

"Well, just take care of her, and don't try your man w***e s**t on her!" She yells and runs out of the

room.

So, Misheck is a player and prince Rayan is scared he might seduce me. Aww. My heart flatters at that. It's just Misheck and I now, he scratches the back of his neck nervously.

"Rhodes, just says things that are not true," he laughs awkwardly. He looks constipated and he is fidgeting with his legs.

"Don't believe her!" He says. I giggle.

"I don't judge,"

"But there is nothing to judge," he says defensively.

Misheck puts me on the bed and tells me to relax, I close my eyes as gentle fingers work on my legs.

Thirty minutes later, we are done. I feel relaxed.

We breathe in," there was great." Misheck says.

He stretches his hand to me and I take it.

I can't lift my legs but I drag them to the wheelchair.

"Hello," We turn to Enol who is walking toward us.

"Where's Rhodes?" I ask,

"The King requested for her, so I'm here instead," he smiles. To Misheck, he bows curtly.

"Alright then. I'll see you tomorrow," I wave at the doctor who does the same.

Enol takes me to the garden. It's very big and green with nicely lawned grass and well-kept different

flowers. I feel better just being here. He pushes the wheelchair close to a few lavenders. They are my favorite. He picks up a few and gives me one. I smile and appreciate

"Thank you," he bows dramatically.

"You're welcome, my lady,"

"You're welcome, my lady,"

I inhale once again. He tells me that the werewolf royal pack is located right in the center of all packs.

They have so many members that the land is vast and has the most beautiful infrastructure. Everyone has a post that helps keep it afloat.

Indeed, I have seen. The royal pack is large and well organized and during the night, I can see lights eliminating streets and city skyscrapers, it is indeed beautiful.

But unlike the pride pack, which is quiet and has a big forest, this one isn't.

Enol sits on a white swing, and his eyes wander.

I'm left to think about the pride pack. I miss it.

The young prince gets up and my eyes follow his gaze. The King and prince Rayan are approaching.

They stop and start to discuss. Two of the most powerful men in the world. My breath gets caught in my chest at the sight of the prince. He is wearing a tight white t-shirt guilty for showing his broad shoulders and muscles.

The jeans he's wearing fit him so well too.

Rayan is not too muscular or bulging like other warriors I've seen. He's lean and very attractive with chiseled features. He's like one of those tall basketball players with perfect features.

I blush and look away, what the f**k? Why did I?

'cute,' I yelp and clutch my chest, it's the voice I heard a week ago! I frantically look around, what is

going on? It sounded as if someone within me spoke.

"Are you alright?" Enol looks concerned. Composing myself, I nod.

I look back at the two royals who are still busy in their discussion.

"Father is worried that he shows no interest in marriage," Enol says, I raise my eyebrows.

Do they want the prince to marry?

"Can't he take the throne without a bride?" I ask, I try not to sound as curious as I am deep down.

"He can, but dad thinks he will lead better with a queen,"

"Maybe he hasn't found the right woman," The young prince Snickers.

"He just doesn't want one and he says he'll reject his mate,"

An unknown feeling hits me in my chest. It stings. And I think about my rejection. No woman deserves to

be rejected, especially by her mate. Josh wasn't my mate but his rejection hurt like hell. Imagine your

mate rejects you, it only doesn't hurt emotionally but physically too. I heard once that a she-wolf even died from rejection.

I sigh audibly. I had made peace with the fact that I will never have a mate, I'm just human. But I have wondered what it felt like to have one. I've always admired mated girls in my pack. How they marked each other in just hours of knowing one another. The famous pull they preach about and the insatiable, indescribable feelings. I'll never have that.

Being with Josh made me not want it but they were times I wanted to feel it so badly that I would cry especially when we fight.

Enol wipes a tear from my face, he is looking at me softly," you're crying. Stop. He's not worth it,"

I chuckle nervously

"Who?" I smile. my lips hurt because I'm forcing them into an action that it's fighting against.

"The beta Alpha,"

I laugh for real this time.

"Beta alpha? The man you were supposed to marry, I'm sure he hurt you. That's why you run and fall off

that bridge," He grits his teeth, his fist is clutched and I can see his veins.

He looks very angry but I'm surprised. Fall off? Did prince Rayan not tell them I attempted suicide?

I'm grateful

"I was just. Sorry... forget it."

"Don't apologize," he almost snaps, I ask.

"Why doesn't prince Rayan want a mate?" I want to know.

The young prince looks at his brother. Rayan is engrossed in a conversation with the king and another man has joined them now.

"Well, he doesn't want any distraction given the war that might come to us," he says, in a serious tone,

I'm shocked. I'm gaping like a fish.

"War?" The words leave my mouth.

"Yes, with the vampires," I look at him perplexed, about fifteen years ago, vampires attacked the

werewolf race but after years of fighting, the king of werewolves won and chased them off north and they haven't been any sightings of them.

they haven't been any sightings of them.

We don't talk about them because it was a dark time for everyone and most people assumed the vampires' numbers depleted and just seize to exist.

Then what is the young prince talking about?

"No... they are gone. What do you mean,"

The prince swallows and fidgets uncomfortably.

"Well, there seems to be a sighting of them in the south, and scouts spotted some not too long ago, kilometers out of this city," he explains to me. I want to say something but I can't formulate words. I'm too scared and I can't breathe. For half my life I've suffered from anxiety since the death of my mom. My therapist always tells me to breathe in slowly and clear my head. I try to do that but it's not working! Vampires are close. We suffered many casualties when they attacked.

My Dad used to tell me stories and wait... did he just say down South? That is where the Pride pack is! My pack! Could they attack there first? I'm panicking.

My Nana is there, Derek, Naomi, and everyone. Sensing my panic, Enol tries to assure me.

"No, it will be fine," his voice is kind, now the prince looks worried.

"Va... v..vampires are attacking?" I keep repeating. They are attacking the south?

"Rayan won't let that happen," I hear the prince say but it sounds distant.

Enol curses under his breath and laughs nervously. " Vampires stand no chance-"

"Enol!" A powerful growl erupts, making the earth beneath us vibrate.

'Prince Rayan,' the voice from the earlier voice. But I'm not concerned about that now, I'm more focused

on calming myself.

"Why did you tell her that,"

Prince Rayan growls at his brother as he gets on one knee, caressing my cheek softly. Sparks and tingles erupt where he touches and I flinch.

I look into his eyes. He is worried... worried about me.

"Lucy, calm down, ok?" his voice is soft, and like an autopilot, I wrap my arms around him. He doesn't

pull away, Instead, just pulls me closer against him. Prince Rayan is rubbing my back and whispering to

me.

After I calm down, I relax in this embrace. And it seems he has done the same thing too.

"It's alright. No one is hurting you," he grounds in my ear. His voice is serious. I nod against his shoulder. "I'm sorry," I whisper.

"It's okay, Enol, he just can't..." He stops mid-sentence.

I'm suddenly carried bridal style.

"Put me down," I say, it's so embarrassing and already some maids are looking at us.

"Enol, meet me in my office in five minutes," he glowers at his brother who faces the floor.

"No, please," I say. I don't want Enol getting in trouble because of me. I already feel bad that I reacted in such a way as it is...

"It's okay, Lucy." Enol caresses my hair softly. I smile apologetically at him but he only shakes his head.

We go back into the castle, I'm still in the prince's arms and blushing like crazy right now.

It's embarrassing being carried like this by him.

The maids are gasping and bowing as we go around the huge castle. Others even whispered.

Prince Rayan doesn't say a word, just looking ahead.

He opens my room and put me on the bed. He opens my drawer and gives me medicine. I shake my head and he sighs.

"Take it. You'll feel better," he says, pouring water into a glass.

"You have anxiety?" I nod.

"What Enol told you was just... Um um. Nothing I can't handle, okay?" His eyes are soft. I nod believing

him for some reason. He comes closer and pats my head.

"I'll see you later, lady Lucy," he bows like a gentleman, and when he smiles, my heart does he backflip. Rayan has such a nice smile.

He pauses, his hand on the doorknob." You can't tell anyone about what my big-mouthed brother said,"

"Okay," I whisper. He opens the door but I stop him from walking out.

"You'll come to see me soon, right?" The words were out before I can stop them. He's still frozen at the door. He nods without looking back and leaves.