Gold Moon: Mated to the Beta Twins

Gold Moon: Mated to the Beta Twins

Chapter 1: Prologue

Our eyes are locked for a second, Rebel is present but not close to the surface to be noticed by

others and my world shatters.

“Stella is my Mate.” Rufus, our future Gamma, says as he turns to his girlfriend of three

months.

Why is he claiming her as his Mate? Why isn’t he holding me, like he should?

Once again a man, that is supposed to care for me, turns his back on me. A man that is supposed

to love me, that is supposed to keep me safe. Once again I am shown that I am not worthy.

I am not worthy of love. I am not worthy to protect.

I get so caught up in my head that I don’t realize that someone is picking me up, nor do I see

where we are going. All I can see is Rufus’ eyes as he realizes that I am his fated Mate, but

again I am shown that I am not worth anything.“Meadow.” I hear a voice next to my head, but

I can’t seem to pull myself from the depths of my mind.

I can feel that Rebel is pushing forward. I hear her voice, but it sounds as if I am miles away.

“My Human can’t handle the rejection. You know her past and with claiming Stella as his

Mate, Rufus has hurt her worse than anyone else has ever done.” Rebel, my Lycan, says.

I can hear voices around me, but the words don’t make sense to me and I curl into a ball in the

back of my own head.

I hear Florence ask Rebel, “When did you show up?”

“About three weeks ago, but until now we didn’t understand why.” Rebel answers her.

I hear a lot of growls around me, sounds like they don’t like what Rebel is implying.

Brooklyn has been with me for the past three days and slowly my friends have been able to

pull me from the depths of my mind.I slowly get back to my routine, training and running border patrol helps me keep my anger in

check and Rebel is able to take control a little more often. She doesn’t have to hide for my

friends, but we are still careful with when and where we shift.

Each of them lets me vent my anger, their Brothers let me use them as punching bags and I

start to feel alive again. It also helped me to make a decision, if Stella will continue the lie

Rufus started than I am gone.

Hayden managed to get Alpha Hank to sign my papers for Renegade territory, according to

Hayden he didn’t even look at the papers. Not that it surprised me, why would a man in this

Pack care about a woman that no one knows.

Going to sleep isn’t one of my favorite things anymore, I keep seeing his eyes and I keep

hearing his voice. Reminding me of the fact that I am worthless and no matter how often Rebel

tells me that I am not worthless, it is constantly there.

Each day I head to the clearing near our eastern border, just a few minutes from school. It is

the spot where I met my friends and it has become our training spot, I don’t want anyone to

see me train.

It took Brooklyn a few weeks before she asked me if they could bring their Brothers and it

took months before I trusted them enough to let them help me with my training.

The nine of us have a brutal training schedule, but right now I welcome it and every day I fall

asleep exhausted. Not that I am asleep long, but it is enough to keep me from getting sleep

deprived.

Physically I get stronger with each passing day, mentally is a different story.

I need to get pulled out of my own head multiple times a day and the only remedy seems to be

to keep myself busy.

I get more determined to leave Gold Moon with each day and it gets solidified every time Ihear someone mention Rufus and Stella. Rebel gets more agitated each time she hears his

name and she takes it out on any Rogue we can find during our border patrols.

Rumors have been going around the Pack about the dead Rogues near our borders, but so far

no one knows who is responsible for killing them and I doubt anyone would ever point their

finger in my direction.

It has been almost six weeks since Rufus chose Stella over me and the closer we get to her

eighteenth birthday, the more agitated I get.

My friends keep telling me that Stella would never take another’s fated Mate, but Rebel and I

know that she is a power hungry She-wolf. She always made it clear that she wanted a High-

ranking Mate and that she would stop at nothing to get what she wanted.

It had been a huge problem during our class on the Mate-bond in school and even after our

Luna told her that she couldn’t take another’s fated Mated, she kept saying that she would

never settle for anything lower than a Gamma.

“Meadow, calm down. Are you trying to kill me?” I hear Tyson ask and I realize that my mind

had wandered to Rufus and Stella during training.

I am glad that Tyson and his Lycan know me well enough or they might have tried even harder

to stop me.

I let myself fall on my back and with my eyes closed I try to calm myself down. I haven’t lost

control like this in the past six weeks, but I think it is finally taking a toll on me.

Not knowing if Stella will accept that Rufus isn’t hers. Not knowing if Rufus will finally tell

the truth. Not understanding why my fated Mate would do this to me.

There are always so many questions running through my head, I doubt anyone could make

sense of it. I know I can’t and I have tried.Chapter 2: Whispering Goodbye

I am standing at the back of the crowd with my friends, the only people I consider family.

Brooklyn is standing to my left, her arm loosely wrapped around my waist and Florence is to

my right. Dakota and Madison are standing behind me, making it almost impossible for anyone

to see me.

Their Brothers are standing around the five of us and we all watch as Stella walks out of the

Pack-house, her arm around Rufus’ waist.

Stella is wearing thigh high boots with a stiletto heel, her skirt barely covers her ass and the

top barely covers her breasts. Her brown hair is hanging down her back and she is wearing six

layers of make-up as usual.

Stella stops in front of the crowd, in a few minutes it will be her eighteenth birthday. Everyone

is curious if Rufus was telling the truth, most hope that it is true and only a handful know for

sure it is a lie.For the past six weeks I have been hoping and waiting for Rufus to finally come

to his senses, but tonight that hope will probably get crushed.

Six weeks ago Rufus turned eighteen and at that age we are able to find our fated Mate. If you

don’t find your Mate on your eighteenth birthday, you have to wait for a Full Moon.

I am not supposed to know that Rufus is my fated Mate, but then again I have never heard of

someone getting their other half early. Okay, that isn’t completely true. Sometimes it happens

that they show up a few days or weeks before someone turns eighteen, but not eighteen months

early.

Rebel had growled in my head, when Rufus had announced in front of everyone that Stellawas his Mate. Stella couldn’t confirm it until tonight, her eighteenth birthday and she will

crush my hopes if she announces that Rufus had been right.

“Rufus is my Mate.” I hear Stella say and soft growls come from the men and women that are

standing around me, the only friends I have in this Pack.

“I am going to bed, Brooklyn. I can’t stay.” I whisper as I turn around and all my friends follow

me back to the house. They know what is going on and none of them are too happy about it,

but there isn’t much we can do.

I am done, I have had enough. This was the last drop and I know what I have to do.

Despite being exhausted, I toss and turn for a long time and finally I drift off to sleep with the

thought of leaving early in the morning.

I wake to a blood curdling scream, a second later a mournful howl is heard through the territory.

For a moment I contemplate on staying where I am, in my warm and comfy bed. Then of

course I start to wonder what happened and if I want any answers, lying here in bed won’t get

me those answers.

The moment I open my door, I see that every door to my left and right are open as well. We

all run out of the house to get to the Pack-house as fast as we can.

“Can you believe that Alpha Hank went to see Alpha Lincoln without back-up?” Hayden asks,

not directing the question to anyone. We both know that someone will answer and our Pack-

members don’t disappoint.

At least now I understand the blood curdling scream I heard, the bond with his Mate must have

been severed and that only means one thing, we have a new Alpha.

It doesn’t take long before the rumors start flying and I keep close to Dakota to find out what

is being told through the mind-link. There are only eight Pack-members that know the truth

about me and one of those things is why I don’t have a link to our Pack.Normally a Wolf or Lycan get initiated into the Pack the day after they turn sixteen and that

allows them to link whoever they need to link. In my case, no one ever bothered with me and

that included my initiation into the Pack. It never happened and most of the time I am fine

with it, it is moments like this that I hate not having the Pack-bond.

Thanks to my enhanced hearing, I am able to piece together some of the story. Sounds like

Alpha Hank decided to visit Alpha Lincoln on his own to broker an alliance, but somewhere

during the visit things went south and now we have a new Alpha.

I am surrounded by my friends, when Madison leans closer to me. “Still planning on leaving,

Meadow?” She whispers and all I can do is nod my head. This doesn’t change my plans, I will

be gone before our new Alpha arrives and I will join the Renegades to serve the Elders.

Half an hour later everyone goes back in their rooms in the Pack-house or they head home,

this house has been my home since I turned fourteen and it seems that no one is missing me at

my birth home. I wait another hour, before opening the door again and I stare at the sky as I

close the door to the only real home I have known for years.I slowly make my way down the

stairs and from time to time I stop to listen, but it seems that everyone is fast asleep.

Getting closer to the border, I realize that no one is actually running the borders anymore. They

are too busy talking about what could have happened between Alpha Hank and Alpha Lincoln

and it suits me just fine.

The moment I see the SUV, I start smiling. Hayden, Brooklyn’s Brother, gave it to me six

months ago, when he got a new one from his Father and inside is everything I am going to

need from here on out.

I look over my shoulder towards the Pack-house, the last sliver of hope I had fades away and

I whisper goodbye to my friends, the closest thing to a family I have.