Rejected And Claimed By The Cursed Alpha

Chapter 1

CORA'S POV

“No, who the hell is this, Dad?" "I heard the king's son ask," with his face twisted into a frown, making me swallow hard as I stared at the light in my hand.

The same light was also in the king's son's hand, and his face was twisted into a frown.

“She is one of the human slaves," the king responded to him as he stood still, staring at the light in his hands.

“No, a slave can never be my fated mate; now it can never happen,” he lamented, confusing me the more.

I have never heard of this mate light before; all I knew was that there was a burning pain that comes from within once werewolves find their mate, but I couldn't feel any, just the light that shines in my hand.

Right now, I don't even know if I should be happy that he was my mate or be sad right now, because clearly, he doesn't find it funny, even for a bit, that I'm actually his mate.

“A weak human slave can never be my mate, so I'm going to reject her, just before you all right now,” I heard him say.

“Yes, please do so as fast as possible, before people get to know it,” the king advised him.

“You,” he called to me, while my eyes snapped to his direction almost immediately.

“Come over here,” he said, while I swallowed hard, with trembling feet, as I stepped forward.

“I, Kent, the son of the king, reject you as my mate,” he said, while I gazed at him. But I didn't say anything, so he grabbed hold of my hair, pulling it hard.

"Do not accept my rejection, you weak human, or be ready to die,” he threatened with a cold voice, which was as cold as ice.

I didn't bother to hesitate; we weren't in the same category. I was a mere human slave, and he was just as mean as his father, the king, so I dared not try anything silly with him. I bet he wouldn't mind beheading me right away.

“I, Cora, accept your rejection,” I responded to him, and immediately the light in our hands disappeared almost immediately, making me swallow hard.

“Dad, it's done; there is no mate bond anymore. She is no longer connected to me in any way," I heard him say with a smile plastered on his face.

“Yes, and as for this abomination, she deserves to be punished for ever having a bond with me,” he complained, while I just stared like them, like I was waiting for what was going to be before me.

A part of me wanted to scream that I didn't mean to get any bond with him, that he shouldn't punish me for that, but I stopped myself, knowing just what will happen to me if I ever dare say a word, especially before the king.

So it was best I allow them to give me whatever punishment they have in mind.

“So Kent, what kind of punishment do you think is best for this abomination?” I heard the king asking him, son, while I swallowed hard, as I awaited his next response.

"Well, she only looks weak and vulnerable, so I guess there is no need to give her much punishment; after all, she didn't quite try to resist when I asked her to accept my rejection,” he said.

"Okay, I agree, but she still deserves a little punishment at least to make her learn a little lesson,” the king suggested.

“Yes, sure, I think the best punishment for her is for her to be starved without food or water for at least three days,” the king's son finally spoke up.

“Okay, I totally agree with you, and that's exactly what is going to happen to her,” the king said, while he nodded, as he proceeded into the mansion, while the king stood behind.

Now my head was bowed, as I dared not to look up at anyone that is important in the pack; that was the one rule of survival in this pack.

“Did you hear the punishment my son said he wanted for the human abomination?” The king asked the head guard who was standing beside him.

“Yes, Alpha, I heard everything he said,” the head guard responded, with his deep and cold voice.

"Okay, that's good, so from this very moment, make sure she has nothing to eat until the third day,” the king said in a commanding manner.

“Okay, Alpha, I will make sure of that,” he responded, while I swallowed hard as I watched the king go into the mansion.

I didn't really do anything wrong; it wasn't my fault, and I didn't really feel anything special inside of me, just like the others said they normally feel.

Could the king's son be mistaking that light for a mate bond? This question rang in my head, but again, I called what happened after he rejected me.

That couldn't be just a mere coincidence. I concluded within me. “It's time for everyone to have their lunch, but you won't be having any food,” the head guard's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

A part of me wanted to go down on my knees before him and plead with him, but I quickly decided against it, knowing fully well that he couldn't do anything.

It was going to put him in trouble, as it's the king's order, and I bet he wouldn't want to be in any form of trouble all because of a mere human slave like me.

“Did you hear what I said?” This voice rang up again.

“Yes, my Lord, I heard you,” I responded almost immediately.

“Okay now, you need to go back to the slave quarter,” he commanded, while I nodded, with my head still bowed, as I slowly turned around towards the direction of the slave quarters.

Without any hesitation, I made my way over there. That quarter was like our prison, which we dared not leave, especially when we weren't asked to.

So I was actually going to suffer for something I knew nothing about? This word rang in my head as hot tears clouded my eyes.

My stomach was rumbling in the process, but I dared not disobey; I dared not go back there without him giving the word. I do not even dare look that way, because that would mean death for me.

This was literally the worst place anyone could ever be, and I wished that someday I would be able to leave this horrible place.

I thought as my tears flowed down my cheeks like rain while I entered my chamber and lay on the mat there, with my stomach still rumbling nonstop.

Chapter 2

CORA'S POV

“The alpha king needs a drink, and you are going to serve him today,” the chief guard said to me while I faced the floor.

"Okay, sir,” I said, and without any hesitation, I got to work.

Going to serve today of all days was the last thing I wanted because today was a deadly day, and most slaves that came out of this prison never returned.

I guess today was my day of no return, but I just hope I would be able to return, though. I don't want to die just yet; even though my life was a mess, I still want to live a little longer.

“What is taking so long, or do you want to die now?” The chief of the guards asked coldly.

“I'm sorry, my lord, the drink is ready,” I said, as I kept my head bowed low, clutching the wooden tray with my trembling hands, careful not to let anything go wrong.

"Alright, move now,” he said, while I got in front immediately, not wanting to dis