Chapter 2: No rejection

“Good morning, Asher.” I smiled at him.

We didn't talk much, but he was really particular when it came to me and my safety. Sometimes I felt comfortable with him, then when I was with Chris, I didn't know why.

As I walked to mine and Chris's room after I sent Asher off, the pain I had felt earlier once again returned. I sat down on the closest coach, as I was already in the main sitting room, for a minute to let it pass, clenching my teeth together to keep me from screaming.

Slowly, I drag myself up the coach and through the walkway. I met with several omegas eager to take my things as my mate commanded, but from the ugly look I always get from them, they were too uncomfortable with my presence, and everywhere was unusually quiet, or should I say empty?

I was tired and didn't have time to question it when a burning sensation spread across my chest, making every breath unbearable. I couldn't scream even if I wanted to; my lungs and organs were on fire.

I climbed up the stairs to the third floor, the Alpha's floor.

With each step I took, it became even more difficult for me to take as the pain intensified. I felt thousands of needles piercing through my heart.

“I'm sorry, Luna, but I can't let you inside.” A guard stopped me right at the entrance of the room.

“Huh? What's the meaning of this?” I weakly snapped at the guard as I asked.

“The alpha asked me not to let you inside, no matter what happened." The guard muttered; he was trying to be polite.

Suddenly my heart was hit with an even harder wave of pain, causing me to collapse to the ground, tears rolling down my eyes as I heard from a distance, “Ah, ah, faster! You can do better.” That was Amanda’s voice—her moan.

They were at it again?

“Luna!” Just then, Asher appeared by my side, but how did he always do that?

He picked me up. "Call the doctor!” He shouted at the guard as he rushed me to the guest room.

“I didn't deserve this.” I spent the first day, the second day, and in no time it was already a week; no one but Asher had come to see me.

It was like I was living in a hellhole; I no longer wanted this life. I wanted to be free from this bond. I wanted my freedom back, even Emi was tired.

The fact that Chris failed to see that Amanda didn't love him and that she only came back for fame and money made me wonder how much he really loved her.

How could an alpha be so foolish?

I heard a knock on the door: “Come in." At least someone, apart from Asher, noticed.

After a short while, I saw Sarah, Chris's nanny who was technically pAmanda's mother, walk into the room.

“You came to see me? What a surprise.” I knew she wouldn't just come for a visit with nothing in mind.

“I know that you don't like seeing me here, but I don't care.” She started.

“I just want to tell you to stop coming in between them; they have been in love since they were little children, way back before you even came into Chris's life, and you know that you don't hold a candle to Amanda, so I suggest you get your barren self out of this pack; we no longer need you; let Amanda give the alpha children.” With that being said, she walked out of the room without letting me utter a word.

“Wow!” Was all I could say I was short of words.

With a frown on my face, I stood up and made my way back to mine and Chris's room. No, I meant Amanda and Chris's room; I could no longer put it that way.

“Chris! Christopher!” I called out as soon as I reached the side of the room, knowing the guards wouldn't let me inside.

After a while, he opened the door half naked; he only had a pant on.

“Why the heck are you making a scene?” He asked, and I nodded. I expected nothing less.

“I want to know my stand, me or Amanda.” I said it without blinking an eye.

“What makes you think I'd choose you over her?” He growled at me.

“Yes, tell me I want to know.” I titled my head to the side as I waited for his answer.

“Please don't do this.” Amanda came out with only the sheets covering her body.

“I'm the third wheel in your relationship; please don't blame each other.” What a hypocrite!

“Yes, you've got that right, but who cares? I no longer do.” I blurred out.

“Abigail!” Chris snarled.

I looked at him, feeling his alpha aura trying to dominate me.

“Don't be harsh on her, please.” She wiped off her fake tears.

“I know you resent me, but I promise I didn't want this... But I'm in love with Chris; I have always been. I didn't choose him because I was forced, but I can no longer stay away from him.” She turned to Chris, and he gave her a passionate smile.

“It's okay.” Chris pulled her into his arms.

“I swear I won't cause any trouble; you wouldn't even notice my presence here.” She glanced at me and pulled away from Chris.

“You've been in my room for a week; I noticed you even more than I did some important people in the pack.” I smiled.

“I am the alpha, and I believe the decision is left for me to take.” He took a deep breath.

“Come with me, Abi." He kissed her and walked into the room while I silently followed him after eyeing Amanda, who smirked back at me.

He closed the door after I got in. “Abi, why are you after Amanda? She wanted to leave, but I stopped her. She is the girl I've always loved before we even met.” He sighed.

“She's not coming in your way; you're still my mate, not her.” He said as his voice changed.

“How can you claim to love someone else and mark someone else as your mate? It even sounds stupid.” 

“Enough! It's common for Alpha's to have lovers, and she's staying.” 

“Chris,” with quivering lips, I called.

“Yes baby.” He held my hand.

Despite the feeling of repulse, I felt I couldn't deny the bond.

I could feel Emi reacting to his touch, and I could sense that Amanda was still outside the door and unknown to everyone. I could somehow do magic, but I didn't know why. Maybe it was the side effect of the bite.

Wanting to see how much hold I still had on him, I pulled his arm around my waist and manipulated it with my fingers, and the door opened up well enough for Amanda to see what was happening inside.

I wanted her to see, maybe because I was jealous and wanted her to feel the same.

The mate bond worked; he pressed me against his body, and he leaned in for a kiss, his eyes burning with intensity. As our lips touched, I felt his entire body tense, his muscles rigid with restraint. But then something seemed to snap, and he was devouring me, his lips demanding and his tongue claiming mine. I could feel his heart racing and his chest heaving as he pulled me closer, deeper into the kiss. 

His hands roamed my body, tracing my curves and sending shivers down my spine. I could sense his desire and his need, and it only fueled my own. 

Chris's groan vibrated against my lips, his fingers tangling in my hair and holding me captive.

He broke away, gasping for air, his eyes wild, and his pupils dilated. “I need you,” he whispered, his voice raw and husky. I knew at that moment that he missed me like I did.

“We are mates; you can't deny that. I was human; you promised to treat me as one. I don't want to be like the other Lunas. If you can't leave Amanda, then reject me, and we are done.”

“What? I can't reject you! I can never reject you; you're my mate, my better half, there's going to be nothing like rejection!” He looked at me with horror as he said.