Knotting His Rejected Breeder

SONIA’S POV

"Hey, I’m Ivy," the girl said, and stretched out her hands to me.

She had offered me a hand first. It may sound dramatic, but out of all the people I’ve met so far in this pack, she was the only person that had treated me with an ounce of kindness.

I was touched beyond words. Thankfully, she was also around my age.

However, my happy thoughts didn’t last for too long before the negative ones arrived.

A warning voice was projected into my head. It reminded me of Freya, and how she had betrayed me.

It was right. I couldn’t afford to be too trusting of anyone. A bitter lesson I had learnt in the most wicked way.

"I’m Sonia," I said.

"I know," she replied, dropping her hands when it was obvious I wasn’t going to be shaking it.

It was better for her to hate me now, than for me to trust her and she ended up betraying me. After blatantly refusing to shake her, I was quite certain I was about to see her true colors.

I took a deep breath, and waited for her to pounce on me with her words.

To my surprise, her smile only broadened.

"You must want to take a shower," she said.

Aha! There it was. The subtle insult. Insinuating I stink.

I mean I did stink, but it was also her way of insulting me for not accepting her handshake.

I knew not to have trusted her. People were too fickle. If you don’t suck up to them, they become your enemy.

Even when you do suck up to them, or are actually nice to them, they still find a way to betray you.

It was best to not pay attention to anyone other than yourself. An advice I knew I could never have listened to even if someone were to tell me before. I was too empathetic to do that.

She moved closer to me when I didn’t respond, and I held my breath in readiness for her hitting me.

Perhaps, Alpha Ramon thought it would be too brutal for me if he hit me for challenging him and also throwing paint at him.

Maybe he sent this Ivy girl to help him do his dirty job.

Either way, I was ready to take in whatever she was going to do to me.

"Don’t be scared," she whispered when she was merely breaths away from me. "I don’t want to scare you away. Alpha Ramon said I should take you to the river so you can have your bath there. But the river is usually frequented by those obnoxious wolf sentinels," she lowered her voice some more, and pushed her mouth into my ears.

"They would openly leer at you. Trust me, you don’t want that. So what we’re going to do instead is that you’ll follow me to my room, and use my bathroom. How does that sound?"

She took a step back, giving me enough space to breathe again.

"What?!" I asked, totally dumbfounded.

"Oh my! Wasn’t I loud enough? Do you want me to repeat myself?" She asked in a surprisingly kind tone.

Wait a minute, maybe I have misunderstood everything she’s said and done. She may actually be kind to me.

"Or she’s trying to get you into trouble!" That voice returned. "Think about it. Alpha Ramon wants you to bathe in the river. If you bathe in her bathroom and he finds out you disobeyed his orders, do you know the kind of trouble you’d be in?"

I nodded my head, in communication with the voice. It was right after all. I couldn’t follow these girls’ suggestions. She was just trying to get me in trouble.

"I’m sorry, but I’ll pass. I don’t want to get in trouble with your alpha. If he wants me to bathe in the river, then that’s where I’ll have my bath."

She bobbed her head after a few seconds of staring at me with a strange expression in her eyes.

"Well if you insist," she said.

She turned, and I followed behind her.

I braced myself for the piercing gazes of the wolves of the bloodmoon pack as I followed behind her.

They were always staring. Openly, and mockingly. I wasn’t sure yet if I could ever get used to their stares.

I began to get hopeful when we didn’t come in contact with another soul as we followed a bushy part. I was beginning to realize the pack was filled with forests, and trees.

It would be impossible to escape without in depth knowledge of the paths.

"You don’t like to talk, do you?" She asked, interrupting the comfortable silence I had worn around me as a shield.

"And you like to talk too much, don’t you?" I said in my mind.

In the same breath I chide myself for being too hostile to the girl, when she was only trying to make conversation.

"Yes," I simply said.

She didn’t bother to say anything again. We took a turn, and I saw some buildings lined up in the shape of a moon.

I saw her body language change. She went from being rigid after I basically told her that I didn’t like to talk too much, to smiling again.

"Are we close to the river now?" I asked her.

She whipped her head around, surprised that I was talking to her.

I couldn’t fault her though. I was the one who told her that I didn’t like to talk too much.

"Not really. I figured you would need some soap to help you cleanse your body properly. We are headed to the servants quarters. I’m going to my room to bring some soap for you. Hope you don’t mind that?"

Every time I tried to avoid some sort of relationship with her, she ended up saying such nice things to me. I didn’t know if she had some humiliation kink, or she was just genuinely nice.

Either way, I couldn’t help myself anymore. I was beginning to open up to her. It wouldn’t be bad to trust somebody, or have somebody in my corner, especially in a place like this where everyone seemed to be against me.

"I don’t," I said, and smiled, just to show her my sincerity.

"You have a really pretty smile. I know you don’t have much to smile about. But I think that you should, regardless. You would find it is better to smile in the face of your troubles, than to frown, and end up getting wrinkles."

Despite my initial determination not to draw close to her, I found myself smiling. "I’m sorry for not shaking your hands before. I think you’re a genuinely kind person."

She suddenly stopped and turned to me. Just like before, she drew closer to me, and placed her mouth in my ears. "I’m going to say this just once to you, because the walls, trees, even the sky and the ground have ears. I need you to listen to me. In this Pack you have to put on a tough skin if you want to survive. I know it seems impossible right now, but you will succeed in the end. Don’t ask me how I know. I just know."

Her words carried an ominousness, that had me clutching invisible pearls, when she pulled away from me.