Chapter 7 - Reject Me

Carson POV

                  “Mate?  Didn’t your mate die in a tragic rogue attack?” Alpha Luke taunted me.  I felt my claws start to extend from my hands as Kane started to take over.  Taking a moment to breathe, I calmed Kane down, before responding to the bastard standing in front of me.  “It would seem I am being given a second chance mate,” I replied coldly.

                  The Alpha had a look of discomfort cross his face, as the young Alpha stood taller.  “That is not possible, she is mine!” he exclaimed as his father whipped his head around to glare at him.  “Are you telling me you rejected your fated mate?” I asked softly.  I knew I had thought about rejection, but I wanted to know why she had been.

                  “She is not strong enough.  She is an Omega with no wolf,” Alpha Luke stated.  I slowly moved my look to him and watched him sweat under my stare.  “Surely she could have taken on her Luna duties, and learned to be a strong warrior?” I asked.  “She has no skills, no training, and most definitely is not Luna material,” Alpha Luke rhymed off.

                  I felt sorry for this woman.  I knew as the Lycan leader, I would need a strong wolf to lead with me. But I had always been prepared to accept whomever my mate was.  In my case, I had gotten lucky.  My fated mate had been of Beta blood and had been trained to be a Luna.

                  I gave my head a shake.  I could no longer live in the past.  “If I heard correctly, I heard you reject her,” I reminded the two Alphas.  The young Alpha could not help himself, “She is going to stay on as my mistress and have my pups,” he relayed proudly.  “Like bloody hell she is!” I roared.

                  Both men immediately bared their necks to me, showing respect for my Lycan, Kane, who had shown what he was made of.  I did not care for these two and the thoughts of leaving anybody to that type of fate was beneath us.  “I want to see the woman,” I said to Alpha Luke.

                  He shook his head, “She is not able to receive visitors,” he started to say as I sighed and moved to stand in front of him.  “Get out of my fucking way, or I will move you myself,” I said.  The guards had already moved, leaving the closed door unprotected.  I heard Jeff come up behind me, “What is it, Alpha?” he asked.

                  I glanced at him and saw his mate beside him.  “It seems my second chance mate is being held against her will behind this door.  I was about to enter the room, isn’t that right Alpha Luke?” I challenged.  Luke’s face went red with rage, as Maxwell started to whine.  I ignored them both, leaving Jeff to ensure they did not disturb me.

                  I moved forward opening the door and slipping inside the room.  I shut the door behind me before I looked around.  Curled up in a ball was my mate.  Her scent was strong, and it was causing butterflies in my stomach.  I had forgotten what it was like to find your mate.  Or perhaps when I had met my fated mate, the experience had not been as strong.

                  Either way, I was compelled to move forward and help the young woman before me.  I slowly kneeled in front of her, pulling her close to my chest and standing with her in my arms.  The sparks between us bounced back, causing my dick to harden.  I looked down at the young woman in my arms and was stunned by her beauty.

                  She was curvy in all the right places.  Her lips were plump, perfect for kissing.  Her nose perky.  Her cheeks were flushed.  Her neck slightly exposed to where a mate’s mark would go.  I could hardly wait to see what color her eyes were.  To see if they went with this beauty in my arms.  I moved to sit in one of the chairs at the table and simply watched as my mate slept in my arms.

                  As I was admiring the beauty before me, I missed when her eyes opened.  I heard her gasp, and her body tighten, trying to escape me.  “Wait a minute,” I murmured, as I tried to ensure she did not fall from my arms.  I waited for her to recognize me, but she was so panicked, she had not smelled my scent yet.

                  “Who are you?” she demanded as she moved to stand before me.  “You do not recognize me?” I asked.  “Are you so important, I should recognize you?” she replied shakily.  I smiled at her, “You should know who I am yes, but that was not what I meant,” I responded.

                  She took a deep breath in at that moment, and then her eyes looked alarmed.  She was scared.  A part of me was broken on her behalf.  Being rejected can be traumatic for anybody, but for an Omega it can be harder.  “This is not possible,” she started muttering as she paced back and forth in front of me.

                  “I just got rejected,” she said, looking at me for answers.  “I do not know why, simply that it has happened,” I replied.  Tears started to fill her eyes, “Why don’t you get it over with?” she asked me, sounding dejected.  “Get what over with?” I asked.

                  “Reject me, already.”.