Rejected by my mate, Claimed by Alpha Ryder

~ Doris ~

 Today is the mating ritual, I was still cleaning the room of my twin stepsisters, Vanessa and Veronica, as always. 

 My knees hurt from kneeling on the floor.

 I scrubbed at a stain on Vanessa's floor until my fingers burned, but it didn't come off. 

 I scrubbed harder.

 They turned eighteen today, and everyone knew they would find their mates and I was nineteen with no mate.

 I woke up very early, around 5 a.m., to start cleaning and cooking, I cleaned all the rooms, including the twins room. 

 When I got to Henry's room, I skipped it, as usual, he always told me not to clean it.

 Don't worry, sis I'll clean it myself, he would say.

 Most times, I never touched his room.

 I was still scrubbing the corridor when I suddenly remembered it was the mating ceremony day. Before I could even finish, my stepmother walked in.

 "Doris, don't tell me you're not prepared for the ceremony yet, you need to do and leave my house today, I don't mind if you bring a low level omega as your mate, it's not like you worth anything good.

 Every time I look at you she continued...I see your mother. You're just like your sl*t of a mother."

 That word always hurt me.

 Sl*t.

 It was the only thing she ever called my mother, and it always broke me.

 I quickly finished up but before I could get to my room, the twins walked through the corridor, dragging their dirty feet over the place I had just cleaned. 

 They laughed and walked away, and I had to clean it all over again for the third time now.

 When I finally went to my wardrobe to prepare for the ceremony, there was nothing decent to wear. It was always the clothes Vanessa and Veronica were done with-clothes they had already ruined before throwing them to me.

 I picked up a pair of old jeans, they were faded and too loose on me, I had gotten thinner over time. The tops looked more like rags used for cleaning the kitchen than clothes meant for a person to wear.

 Or a girl like us, my wolf said in my head.

 Her name is Candy.

 So what are we going to do now? Candy asked. We need to find our mate today.

 I ignored her because I already knew the truth.

 No one wants a mate who cannot talk.

 I walked quietly toward the mating arena, not because I had high expectations of finding my mate that day, but because I wanted to try at least once.

 "Our dumb sister thinks she'll find a mate," Veronica laughed.

 "The Moon Goddess would never curse anyone with a mate like you unless it was a rogue."Vanessa added, shoving me aside as they walked past me.

 When the mating ritual began, the air shifted. One by one, werewolves started perceiving the scents of their mates.

 Then, suddenly, I noticed a scent sweet like