8: What have I done?

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• Rejected For Another's Mate   55: Call me Ponds

  Jordan waited for Selly to say what she thought her name was because apparently him using the same name he mentioned during when he was rejecting her, left a bitter taste.“My name?”“Yes.” He waited. In his mind, she was playing games and he was willing to wait until she was ready for the conversation. “Well, I do have a name.” She lied.Technically she had one but she just couldn't remember it. Now there was a possibility that her name was actually Selly but she couldn't just trust a stranger.The gears in her mind shifted, finding a name she could come up with but even that ended up being hard, picking a name at random.“Selly,” He bit his lower lip, not knowing what to say.“Ponds.” She blurted the first thing that came to mind.Jordan's pupil widened ever so slightly, what kind of name was that?“My parents named me Ponds.” Another lie. Keepers of the supernatural realm were never born. They never had a history or something called a lineage. They were chosen by the Goddess her

• Rejected For Another's Mate   54: Who are you?

  Waking up in the arms of a man wasn't something that happened everyday. Well, at least not to her. She had gotten used to being the only person around, with her company being that of birds and animals that she turned to food when need arises. Nothing could have prepared her for that kind of surprise.Just the other day, she had gone to the river in hope to go past it. She remembered finding a cave or tunnel before she felt that indescribable pain that robbed her of consciousness. The next thing she knew, she was back home and a stranger was looking at her like he knew her…For goodness sake she didn't have a single detail about who that man was.Jordan, slowly sat straight.Instinctively, Selly moved back, creating a distance between them. The man was a total stranger and she didn't know what he wanted to do to her. After all, inviting oneself in someone's house was weird, she thought.In her mind, she was plotting countless ways of defending herself if he even lifted his hand to to

• Rejected For Another's Mate   53: Stranger in her bed

  The sound of whistling wind and nocturnal birds kept Jordan awake, well in a way.The truth was he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to. What if he slept and woke up to realize that it was all but a dream. There was simply no way he was closing his eyes, not when he, at last, had her in his arms. When there was finally peace in her face.Pushing her brown hair away from her face before tucking them behind her ears, he adjusted the animal hide. His eyes were magnetically drawn to her as if he was trying to capture her features and freeze them on time, never to forget that diamond face.With morning light casting its rays through the little spaces between the window and door, he could see his mate better. The physical closeness they shared made her body temperature send signals to places he didn't wish to name. With one leg draped on his and her hand loosely resting on his stomach, she seemed peaceful, content even.Those days he hadn't been able to see her, be with her, had been unbe

• Rejected For Another's Mate   52: Embrace of a mate

  Selly didn't walk for long when she found herself in yet another dead end.What luck! The vegetation on the cliff side, peculiar, caught her attention.The foot of the cliff was covered in a green web-like tree that covered a good portion of the cliff making it look like a…curtain.A specific spot on the meandering vegetation looked a little darker than the rest, picking her interest even more.Walking closer to the wall with measured steps, she pulled the curtain-like plants and her eyes widened.A cave? She asked herself.Pulling it wider she realised that there was another wall at the end if, then there was a corner on the left. Now that there was light passing through, she realised that there was yet another kind of light casting its shadow on the adjacent wall.Her heart skipped. She was curious and scared at the same time. What if some dangerous animal lived there?Or what if it was a tunnel…leading up to somewhere? In all her decisions she had had to make while surviving th

• Rejected For Another's Mate   51: Leaving the cottage

  Jordan arrived at his destination and due to the place being not easy to navigate with a car, he packed it at the foot of what seemed to be a forest.Putting the car keys in his pocket, he walked the short remaining distance while eyes were occasionally skimmed on the map on his phone screen.Something felt off though, the more he walked the different the area became. From green and life-like trees to leafless grey and lifeless. Was the GPS not working properly? He asked himself because he doubted anyone lived there.The red dot continued to blink until it came to a stop, signaling that he had reached his destinationWhen he looked up, he was in the middle of dry land with trees as desolate as his soul at the moment.Was this the place? He turned back to see where he left his car, which was meters away and he swallowed hard.Where was the green forest just behind him?What Jordan didn't know was that the moment he stepped foot into the dead-looking forest with leafless trees, his rea

• Rejected For Another's Mate   50: Luring Jordan

  Jordan felt his stomach drop l. A chill ran down his spine. “Selly?” He asked the caller, unsure yet convinced that she was the one he was talking about. “How many mates do you have, Mr. Westhund?”The person was right. He had only one mate. Not two but one and that was Selly.And even though it took time to acknowledge the bond, he loved her and would do everything to bring her back.But he couldn't get excited too soon, “Who are you? He asked, “How do I know that this is not a trick?”The person laughed so hard there was a mockery tone to his voice, “Of course you don't but what can you do?” purposely refusing to introduce themselves.Silence. “I thought so.” The person deadpanned. “I'll be hanging up. Give you a moment to reflect on it.”“Wait, please!” He begged, “What's the price?” He asked. For someone to willingly provide such clues that neither he nor his family had access to, then they must have a monetary motive behind. The person, whoever their true identity was, seeme