Rejected By My Mate, Chosen By Fate
Chapter 117

Special Chapter: Zephyr’s POV

Evelyn released a sarcastic laugh before continuing.

“When did you reject her? You rejected her when you rejected and banished me four years ago because I was probably already pregnant with her but you heartlessly separated me from the only family I had ever known and forced me into the wilderness.

My daughter and I would have died if a kind woman hadn’t found me, freezing to death in a heavy storm. She took me in and provided me with everything that your petty revenge had stolen away from me, love, care and family. She gave me even more than I had lost and I’ll always be grateful to her.

When I found out I was pregnant with your child, I was disgusted because I was reminded of how she had been conceived. Your brutality almost made me kill one of the most beautiful things in my life but I managed to stop myself in the nick of time.

I didn’t want my daughter to be born to a man like you, or have to refer to someone like you as father but the people around at the time showed me that there are always two sides to a coin so I made my decision, you became dead to me and our child. I brought Nevaeh into this world with the satisfaction that you would never get the chance to be her father. I don’t want her to have anything to do with you. She may have your physical appearance, which I can never change but one thing is for sure, you’ll never get the chance to be her father and this is a mother’s promise.

So Nevaeh isn’t your daughter, you’ve already rejected her and there’s no going back.” She said, her face stained with tears and her blue eyes red, almost like fire was burning within them.

Her words threatened to end me as they felt like arrows being fired into my heart, my heartbeat seized for a moment and I g*****d in pain as I stood up. My heart began beating again but rapidly this time, the pain I was feeling was unbearable and I tried to gather my breath. She certainly has no idea how painful her words feel. It hurts and I’d rather take a beating than listen to any more of this. The physical wounds will heal quickly and fade away but her words will continue to haunt me. I still tried to reason with her once more, despite knowing that her mind is already made up. I just want us to replace a solution by talking, I don’t want to have to resort to using my power as Alpha to take our daughter from her. I just want us to figure this out together because I’ll surely never leave my daughter no matter what she says.

“Listen to me Evelyn, I told you that that night was a mistake because I never meant to assault you, I just lost control. If it had been my intention, I would have done it a long time ago but it never was, I have respect for women. I told you that night was a mistake because if I was going to be intimate with you, I would have wanted it to be with your consent since you were my mate. That night might have been a mistake but our daughter is certainly not a mistake. She’s an angel. I’ve spent only a few minutes with her and I already love her so much.

I rejected you but I had no idea you were pregnant. I rejected and banished you because I thought you were responsible for my parents’ death, I also didn’t want to live with the guilt of having to see you everyday after violating you and that’s why I sent you away. If I had known that you were pregnant, I swear to you that I wouldn’t have let you go, I would have found a way to fix things, to work something out but it didn’t happen that way. I only found out the truth a little late and I just found out about our daughter a few minutes ago and I’m here, pleading with you and hoping it’s not too late. I really want to be a part of our daughter’s life, Evelyn and your life as well.” I said sincerely, hoping with all my heart that she would agree.

“What did you say? You want to be a part of Nevaeh’s life? And my life as well? No! Never! I would rather die than let you back into my life. You traumatized me Zephyr, you almost destroyed me. I became lost at some point, I had constant nightmares and panic attacks, I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep and I couldn’t trust anyone. I was on the verge of going mad, I saw you everywhere, tormenting me and when I couldn’t take it anymore, I tried to commit suicide but I was saved by the angels that Selene had sent to me. I was so afraid of you that nothing else mattered, not love, friendship or even family. I only wallowed in my self pity and you might not know this but it took a lot to get over my trauma and become the person that I am today. The person that I can be proud of. You damaged an 18 year old, Zephyr and though the wounds have healed, the scars are still present. Although they only come seldomly, I sometimes still have nightmares of your brutality or about you trying to kill me but I try my best to shove it aside and always be positive. I can never let you into my life again Zephyr, I can’t let you finish off what’s left of me. I want absolutely nothing to do with you and I want the same for my daughter. If you truly love Nevaeh as you claim then it would be best that you stay away from the both of us.” Evelyn vented and I couldn’t take it anymore.

I grabbed both of her arms and forced her to look into my eyes, even shaking her in the process.

“Listen to me Evelyn, I don’t care what you think. I’ve apologized to you so many times and you’ve refused to forgive me and that’s OK. But if there’s one thing I won’t allow, it’s the fact that you wish to separate me from my daughter. Nevaeh is my daughter and I won’t let you keep us apart any longer. I won’t let her grow up without her father just because you’re mad at me, my daughter needs me and I need her as well.” I insisted and Evelyn suddenly had a smile that unnerved me.

“Who told you that Nevaeh would have to grow up without her father? Nevaeh does have a father, she’s had a father since the day she was born but it sadly isn’t you.” Evelyn said calmly but I was shaking in my spot, completely confused. What did she mean that Nevaeh already has a father but it isn’t me? My brain refused to process the words at that moment.

“What do you mean?” I asked, shaking her this time.

She pushed my hands away from her arms before answering.

“Isn’t it simple enough to understand? Nevaeh already has a father and I have a mate. Yes, I found my true mate. He’s the best man in the world, he took Nevaeh as his own daughter and he has cared for and loved her more than you ever could have.

I’m currently pregnant with my mate’s child.” She said and paused before pulling down the left sleeve of her dress just a bit, displaying to me the mate mark on her shoulder and it became crystal clear that her words were true.

I had lost her forever. I wasn’t even given a chance to fully process what I had just seen before she continued. “So if you’re nurturing any fantasy of ever getting back with me and Nevaeh and us becoming the perfect family, it would do you good to kill that fantasy now because it’ll never happen. I already have my perfect family and I won’t let you ruin it for me. Nevaeh is my daughter, I carried her in my womb, gave birth to her and have raised her for three years so she doesn’t need you now.

There’s no use hiding anything anymore since you’ve already found out the truth. I’m leaving tomorrow with my daughter. I don’t care anymore if you tell me what this pack needs or not. I’m not staying either way so it’s your choice to make.” She said and walked out of my sight but I didn’t turn back, I felt frozen to the spot, confounded by the turn of events but I managed to say the last few words before she left.

“We’ll have a meeting early tomorrow morning to discuss the shortages and essential needs of this Pack.” I answered monotonously.

I’m broken.

Her words had succeeded in completely breaking me but I couldn’t neglect my duties no matter what I was feeling. I won’t let the wolves of Crescent Moon suffer because of my carelessness.

She said nothing and just left my room.

It took a few minutes before I could finally get a hold of myself and when I did, I broke down.

I was so angry and hurt that I thrashed everything, throwing things around and breaking things just to release my anger and pain and heartbreak because for once in my life, I can’t keep it in. My heart is painfully throbbing so much and it feels like it’ll break out of my chest any minute. I won’t be able to bottle up any of my emotions anymore, if I do, I’m pretty sure I’ll lose it.

After turning my room into a complete mess, I clasped a piece of broken glass in my hand before laying on the floor and crying my eyes out, just like I had done when I was a child. I was seven years old and my pet bird had died at the time and because my father had always told me that a man was never supposed to show weakness, even in death, I had refused to cry and instead vented my anger on everyone else. My mother took me to her room and we had a talk. She easily had a way of getting into people’s heads and making you realize the truth. I didn’t know when I burst into tears and expressed my disappointment over my dead bird. She laid my head on her lap and told me to cry as much as I wanted because I would only feel better if I did that. “The first step to healing is letting go of the grief. It’s good to be strong and unbreakable but never let it take away your humanity. Always express your feelings and they’ll set you free.” My mother had said to me, I cried until there were no tears left to cry and I became happier the next day. I eventually forgot about it after a few days.

The pain that my heart is enduring caused me to recollect that moment and I decided to follow my mum’s advice.

I clenched a pillow close to my aching heart and grasped the glass even tighter, not caring that it was digging into my flesh, causing my hand to bleed profusely and a significant amount of pain to resonate in my right hand but that was nothing compared to what my heart is going through.

I’m at my weakest point. I don’t even know what to do anymore. Is it really worth living without my mate and daughter?