Rejected You Alpha, for A Beast
Chapter 17

NICK’S POV

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Rage, pure rage is all what I feel. My hands shake with anger, my body stiff as a board, my mind spiraling as I think of every aspect of my life.

She’s gone, she is really gone. I can’t believe she left like that…

I sit on the damp grass and stare at the dead bodies before me, the guards standing with thin pressed lips, helping get rid of the deceased.

“Nick!” Tiffany’s high pitched voice echoes through my head. I love her, but that voice of hers sometime can send my nerves in shock.

My forehead rest against my palms, “What?” I sigh through gritted teeth.

“What happened?” Her panicked voice comes closer before she settles down next to me. Her hand rests on my shoulder and I turn my head to face her, “I got mad.” I glance down between my parted knees and the gun lies there.

What kind of alpha am I when I kill my own people?

‘A feared one.’ Remus shrugs it off. My wolf is going to love this new found power. He hates being kind, the only person he was ever kind to just left and the only one he loved is still here.

“You did this?” She asks in a shocked tone. I nod and she removes her hand off my shoulder. “Well done.” she beams. My head snaps up and I stare at her smile that’s spread across her face, “What?” I frown. “You did well to show who is alpha.” she shrugs, glancing down at me. Her fingers drag through my hair and even though this made her happy, it makes me feel like I lost, like I failed.

This isn’t who I am.

“I was angry, I didn’t mean to do that.” my head drops into my palms once more, “Still a good thing.” she shrugs and I glance up at her, “Where were you?” I seethe. She was nowhere to be found when I came out here, “I was in the house, watching you. I say you should have shot her.”

I push myself up from the floor, staring at her with narrowed eyes, “You watched?” I ask to make sure that I didn’t hallucinate that she just said that. “Yes, I am not the Luna, well I wasn’t, and I didn’t want to get in the way.” she shrugs, her eyes glistening. “I am proud of you.” she inches closer, her hand dragging up my chest to around my neck and she locks her fingers behind my nape.

“You are?” I c**k my head at her, “Yes, very masculine and it’s hot.” she inches closer before pulling back, taunting me.

“Well…” my hand on her waist snakes to the small of her back and I pull her flush against me, staring down into her eyes. “I can show you something that will have you hot.” I breathe against her lips before I move my head next to hers, “That will have you dripping.” I whisper and she digs her nails into the back of my neck.

“Show me.” she pulls her head back, staring up at me with a seductive look.

I glance over my shoulder, watching as they get rid of the bodies, “Goodnight.” I say and everyone turns to me, looking shocked and they just nod with straight faces. They are upset with me now, but it will get better. It always does.

I lead Tiffany back into the house and she’s practically running behind me to catch up.

“Are you upset?” she asks as I slam the door and I just stare at her, “Because you don’t have to be. You didn’t do anything wrong.” she kicks her shoes off. “I didn’t need to kill them.” I shrug as our hands slide away from each other, “You did because they weren’t loyal to you.” she comes closer, being all loving and caring. “They paid for their betrayal.” she murmurs, her lips move so little, it’s attractive. “They thought they were protecting Jessica.”, “Jessica who?” she grins, tilting her head to the side innocently.

“You know who.” I roll my eyes. She inches closer, “She doesn’t exist here anymore. She resigned her position, took her parents with her, and left.” she shrugs.

I shake my head lightly, “What? Her parents? How do you know that?”

Fear flashes through her eyes, her lips part as if wanting to talk and I don’t know what I expect, but she presses her lips into thin line, staying silent, “Tiff…” , “I saw them.” she blurts out, throwing her hands in the air, “I followed her and her pathetic mate off to the woods. I hid and their entire army didn’t even notice.” she snorts, rolling her eyes. “You followed them into the woods instead of coming to me first?” my voice absentmindedly raise. “Don’t yell at me, I didn’t do anything!” she yells, “You’re yelling!” I bellow.

She throws her hands in the air, turning her back to me, “Unbelievable.” she scoffs under her breath. “Okay, just…I need a shower.” I wave this entire yelling competition off, “I’ll join you.” she beams, suddenly chirpy and joyful. I turn on the first step, “No, I just need to clear my head.” I sigh before heading upstairs.

I walk into the room, glancing around as I stand frozen in the doorway. Her things are everywhere, her scent is still lingering in the air.

Jessica’s scent is so strong, it’s like she’s still here, but she isn’t…

When we started dating after being best friends for so long, I saw the rest of my life with her. We both knew that replaceing out mates was a low chance, almost impossible. Over the years, mate’s have been scarce, people have been taking chosen mates for decades and look at us now…we both found our mates, our bond still intact and we are never going to see each other again.

I walk over to the closet, opening the doors and I stare at her clothes, all perfectly folded and hung. My hands absentmindedly trail over her clothes and I grab one of her favorite sweaters, bringing it to my face.

I inhale her scent and images of her flash through my mind.

I can not believe that she left me, I can’t believe I pointed a gun at her, my entire body wanting to pull that trigger, but my heart couldn’t. I watched her throw herself in front of the guards, protecting them from me and I found it charming how she was willing to sacrifice herself, because she has a big heart.

She loves these people and she loves me, and yet she still ran off with her mate.

I never thought of getting rid of her when Tiffany showed up, but then again, I never expected Tiffany to move in.

I sit down on the couch, holding her sweater in my hands, bringing it to my face now and then, thinking of how beautiful she is.

“You know who.” I roll my eyes. She inches closer, “She doesn’t exist here anymore. She resigned her position, took her parents with her, and left.” she shrugs.

“Nick.” Tiffany’s cold tone makes me look up and I stare at her, “Yes?”, “What are you doing?” her eyes flick to Jessica’s sweater, “Nothing.” I shove the sweater onto the couch and stand up, walking over to her standing there, watching me with curious eyes, “Is that hers?” I frown, “Yeah.”, “Are we going to burn it?” , “What?” I snort, “Burn it, I want our home free of everything that she owns and touched.” she shrugs and my mouth drops open agape, “That’s everything, including the house. Don’t be stupid.” I roll my eyes, “I’m not stupid, I want a fresh start. I start that doesn’t involve her. I want things that are ours, just yours and mine. I want us to go shopping and redecorate. We can keep the house.” she shrugs. “There’s no time for all of that Tiff.” I sigh.

Her words hurt, because without Jessica, I wouldn’t have been able to do anything. For years she has been my rock, for years she’s helped me, treated me well, did things for me that no one else would.

I remember when my dad’s beta’s daughter kept on flirting with me, she was always around, shoving her boobs in my face when she stands in front of me. It sickened me and one night, Jessica saw how irritated I was and came up to me, kissing me in front of her.

We acted like we were together for weeks in front of that girl, but we were just friends and never even kissed again until we dated.

Everyone thought that she was weird, but I remember the first time I saw her, she was alone in a field of flowers, picking them to gather for her dying grandma. She was sweet and even gave me a flower too.

It was all I could think of for days and my mother laughed when her flower died and I was upset.

I knew she was special and now I lost her.

I have so many memories of her and us together. She’s the love of my life, the real one, one that isn’t bound by magic and I lost her.

Perhaps she’ll come back, perhaps she will see that I am the only man that she truly loves.

I want to fight for her, but I would die. Her mate is a Lycan, which I didn’t even know was around here. I was startled to see him, he’s not much taller than I am, but his aura is powerful, he looks strong.

I will die if I fight for her, lose the chance to tell her how sorry I am for what I have done to her. I will leave my pack without a leader and with the looks of it, Tiffany does not have much experience with all of this.

“Then let me do it, I can show you what I like and you can tell me if you like it before I buy it. All I need is your card.” she shrugs, “You have your own money.” I glare at her, “But it’s for both of us,”, “Then I will send you an amount and you will bring me the receipts for your purchases. I expect you to pay half then.” I shrug.

Her eyes narrow, “Fine.” she seethes before walking to the bathroom. I stare at her as she slips her shirt off and my eyes trail her skin.

She stops in the doorway, glancing at me over her shoulder, “Are you coming?” she asks as she takes the rest of her clothes off.