The Rejected Mate
chapter 12 : who was he?

He stops when there is an inch of space between us and dread fills my features when I hear thewords leaving his lips.

"Who was he?" With a dark look on his face

I stay quiet contemplating whether I should tell him. I open my mouth to say something but I'mcutoff by a new voice.

"Serenity, Wha- What are you doing here?" Matthew is standing at the door looking like he ran amarathon with his tousled hair and crumpled up t-shirt, his question directed at Damien

Damien has a angry look on his face when he replies "None of your business, pup".

Hearing the pup word has made Matthew mad. Alpha’s don't take lightly to be insulted and beingcalled a pup, that's a big no-no

Matthew takes a step forward and says "Actually it is, Serenity is my Girlfriend, so it is my business,Alpha" saying the last word in a taunting manner which makes Damien more Angry.

Both of them are chest to chest, glaring at each other, "She doesn't need you" Damien says throughclenched jaw.

"Oh, let her decide for herself" Matthew replies and both of their heads turns towards me for ananswer. I panick inside not knowing what to do. Although Damien might be my so called mate,Matthew had been there for me everytime I needed someone by my side.

I avoid Damien's gaze knowing that he's staring at me through those piercing grey eyes of his. Afew moments passes like us in the same position and I lift my head and speak, breaking the silenceamong us "Matthew".

Matthew smirks at this and I look towards Damien to see some emotion like hurt crossing throughhis eyes for a fleeting second, before it's gone . Which honestly confuses me, why would he behurt?.

Damien looks furious now and shooting a last glare at Matthew and a look my way storms out ofthe room.

Matthew walks towards my bed and sits on it and quietly ushers me towards him knowing that Ineede this form of comfort without breaking the silence, he pulls me onto his lap. I usually shy awayfrom intimate things like cuddling but Matthew loves it. My body immediately relaxes in his holdbecause of the familiarity it brings. I lay my head on his shoulders as a support and heave a sighthinking about random things.

I don't if anyone would understand the type of relationship Matthew and I have. Have you ever felta bond with someone which consists of not only love, but comfort and understanding. Althoughwe're dating and if we were to breakup we would be still remain bestfriends and be there foreachother through thick and thin.

Next Day...

Matthew and I had become bored sitting in the room watching random Netflix shows.

"Hey! Let's go for a run" Matthew speaks up while looking through the different shows and I nodmy head in reply.

We walk downstairs and out of the pack house, we part ways and I go behind a tree, I remove myclothes and tie the clothes around my ankle and shift into my brown wolf, I walk towards the forestinstantly spotting Matthew's big black wolf in front of me.

A plan formulates in my mind, I hide my scent and creep my way towards him. When I'm within aclose proximity I nip at his tail and take off running. I don't look behind, I hear Matthew release aplayful growl and taking off after me, taking it as a challenge to catch us

I know that I cannot out run an Alpha and I also know that Matthew can easily catch upto me, but Itry anyways knowing that there is no harm in trying.

Matthew jumps upon me the moment I slow my pace to turn back and look at him, which wasn'tclearly a bright idea on my part. His wolf playfully tugs at my fur, occasionally licking us andgrowling playfully, this continues for a while.

I cherish moments like this where I get to forget that I don't have a mate who rejected me forsomeone else that being my bestfriend who is dead now and have a son together,and that my lifeisn't sunshine and rainbow everytime. I feel so blessed to have Matthew in my life, and I wouldchoose him over anyone even my said mate, my wolf whines at my trail of thoughts but I shakethose thoughts away and focus on the black wolf crouched before me with his tag wagging fromside to side. I snicker in my wolf form at the scene infront of me which doesn't sit well with Dom,Matthew's wolf. He growls playfully for the hundredth time before nipping at my sides and takingoff deep into the forest.

My wolf immediately takes off after his wolf who is nowhere to be seen. We walk through the thickcanopy formed by the trees, it's almost dark in this part of jungle because of the tall treessurrounding the area, that you would thinks it's night time but in reality it's daytime. My wolfoccasionally stops to sniff put his scent, we could hear the birds chirping and dripping of waterdroplets could be heard.

Its after a few minutes that, we come to the conclusion that we're completely lost. But what had mysenses going crazy was the unknown scent my wolf was able to sniff out from the air and it wasfresh, meaning that they had been hear for a while now. It smelled like death and rotten flesh andmy nose scrunches up in disgust.

My wolf tenses up when we hear a twig snapping in the distance, my ears stand up straight andstrain to pick up any sound, my wolf head snaps towards the sound, just in time to see a greycolored flash, and I realise that it's a wolf . A rogue to be exact.

My wolf growls at the enemy and takes off in the direction it went, when I reach a nearby streamwhere I had seen the rogue taking off into, I see nothing there but what caught my attention was apaper hanging from one of the trees with the help of a knife and a shiver runs down my spineknowing it's made of silver. Whoever was here wanted me to struggle for it.

I immediately shift into my human form and put on the clothes I had wrapped around my ankle andI move towards the paper that I've spotted. I almost take a step back when I see the blood and dirtsmeared on the paper.

I pluck the knife of the paper but using my shirt to cover my hands as I do so, so that it wouldn'tburn my fingers due to the silver, I tug at it for a few minutes and I'm finally able to pull the knifeout. I open the folded paper and my breath hitches the moment I see the words scribbled on thepaper with blood and what has me shaking was the name, that I haven't heard in a long time.

' Found you, my dear daughter.’

-RI

I almost turn around and attack the person behind me, when I feel their hands on my shoulder. Iturn back around and see Matthew who has put on a pair of shorts and is shirtless looking at mewith a worried look on his face.

"What is that" he asks me curiously while I'm still coming to terms with the contents of the letter, Ishow him the letter.

"A letter” I reply shakily my voice almost a soft whisper. Matthew's brows are crunched togetherwith confusion "from whom?" He aks me again not able to understand the “RI" on the bottom of theletter and I know that there's no escaping this time from my past.

" From Alpha Roman Ivanovick, also my biological father " I reply and take notice of the shockcovering his features but they suddenly turn deadly when he remembers the name I told him."Fuck" He grits out and takes a step towards me with a dark look on his face and I take a step backin fear, I've only ever seen him with this look on his face when I met him for the first time threeyears ago when I asked him about his mate, his eyes are black meaning his wolf is in control."Matthew, what happen-, why are you-?" I'm immediately cut off when his wolf growls and grits out"He killed my mate" and this time it's me who is shocked with this new piece of information.