Rejected You Alpha, for A Beast
Chapter 21

JESSICA’S POV

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I inhale a deep breath as I sit back and try to relax, but my entire body is stiff. Nathaniel takes my hand in his and I glance at his large hand. Two women appear by my side and suddenly strap my hands to the chair. My head frantically flicks between them, “What are you doing?” I bellow and Nathaniel’s hand suddenly leaves mine. My eyes lock on his, “What are they doing?” I kick as I try to free my arms from the restraints. “Calm down, it’s for your own good. It might hurt so it keeps you from hurting yourself.” he explains is such a calm manner. “Hurt? How much?” I snap at him. I guess I knew that this would be painful, but he never told me I’d be strapped down like a animal and the trapped feeling makes me think of how Nick tied me to the chair.

“You have to calm down Jessica.” Nathaniel stands a distance away from me while the elders move around me, “I can’t.” I shake my head, my chin trembling as my bottom l*p wiggles. “I can’t do this, stop it. Please!” I cry out and Nathaniel moves closer, “Close your eyes and listen to my voice.” he breathes out in a caring tone. I shaky my head, my eyes pleading with him to stop this. “Close your eyes.” he takes my hand, his thumb rubbing over the top of my hand gently. “Trust me, you’ll be fine.” every fibre in my body wants to listen to him, but my mind is spiraling with the memories of being tied up mere days ago.

The beating, his dark eyes, the way Nick spoke to me. “You don’t understand.” I choke on my own words, “I do, but you have to think of me.” he breathes out.

What the hell does he mean by he understands? I told him nothing of what Nick actually did to me.

“Calm down, listen to my voice..” his olive orbs flick between my colorless ones.

I inhale a deep breath before I let my eyes fall shut. “Good.” he squeezes my hand. “Now imagine that we’re in a wide open field of flowers, butterflies flying in the air, birds singing.” he continues to talk about a lovely place and I do my best to listen and imagine what he’s describing.

“Now sit your head back.” his fingers press against my temple and I lay my head back against the headrest, chewing on my l*p. He removes his hand and before I could lift my head again, it’s strapped down along with my feet.

I squeeze my eyes shut, “Nathaniel.” I whimper and he squeezes my hand. “I’m right here angel.” he breathes out, “But I have to step back and not hold your hand right now.” he lets go of my hand and takes my wrist, placing it on the armrest, “Hold onto the edges.” he places my hands in the right position, “Now part your lips.” his hand trails up my arm and I hesitantly open my mouth. I open my eyes and see him bringing a cloth closer to my mouth and I clamp my lips into a thin line, “It’s so that you don’t break your teeth Jessica. In case you bite down.” he explains and I stare at the white cloth that looks clean, but how do I know it is?

“Is it clean?” I mutter, barely parting my lips to speak. “Cleaner than ever. I won’t let them infect you with some disease, I would still like to k**s you.” he shrugs, making me laugh through this stressful situation.

“Now open your mouth.” he brings it closer and settles it in between my teeth.

“Can you breathe?” I nod as I’m unable to speak and he smiles at me. “I’ll feel like hours, but it only takes minutes, alright?” he gives my arm one last squeeze before backing up and I keep my eyes locked on him, ignoring whatever the hell these women are doing.

I always thought that all the elders were men and women, but I haven’t seen a male here once since we walked into the hell of a church.

I notice Elder Marie beside me and I glance at her from the side of my eye, “Are you ready?” she asks, smiling so tightly that it looks extremely fake. I shake my head and she clicks her tongue, “Well we’re sorry to hear that, but we have to start.” she shrugs it off .

I don’t understand why she would ask if she didn’t even care about the answer.

“The injection.” she demands while holding her hand out and my eyes widen at the large needle. She holds my jaw, feeling my mark for a vein below before she pinches my skin where my mark is and the urge to growl because she’s touching my mark is high. I want to snap at her hand and rip it off.

I take a deep breath through my nose and her scent is very different from Nathaniel’s…she doesn’t even smell close to a wolf.

I g***n when the needle pricks my skin and I could feel it enter.

“Sorry.” She mutters and pulls it out. I sigh, my eyes flicking across the ceiling and my eyes begin to water as my neck start to burn.

“Does it burn?” she asks and I nod. “I need the lazer.” she holds her hand out to a small machine . I try to ask her what the hell she’s doing, but I can’t talk and it only comes out as noises. “Calm yourself.” she mutters and I roll my eyes and g***n as the burning intensifies. My teeth bare as the feeling of a thousand needles start to prick on my mark and tears stream down my face. My hands are clutching the chair with every bit of energy I have and my entire body is stiff.

I try to replace Nathaniel, but I can’t see him.

I m**n and g***n in pain, trying to tell her to stop but she ignores me.

I feel like an animal that’s being experimented on and never in my life would I have trusted this if it weren’t for my mate.

Nowhere in wolf history does it say that one could get rid of the mark a wolf has claimed you with, but here I am, in a sketchy church basement getting rid of the one thing that was apart of me for so long.

I never thought I’d get rid of it.

“Almost done.” she mutters as she pulls my skin to make the mark tight and I begin to see black dots as the energy in my body is drained away. I wonder if Nick could feel this…I wonder if he was in pain too…

“Is it clean?” I mutter, barely parting my lips to speak. “Cleaner than ever. I won’t let them infect you with some disease, I would still like to k**s you.” he shrugs, making me laugh through this stressful situation.

I suddenly stop thinking of Nick as my eyes flutter, “Marie!” Nathaniel’s voice booms and within a blink of an eye, he’s next to me, holding my arm, “Don’t fall asleep.” he pats my cheek, trying to keep me awake. I try my best to keep my eyes open, “Do not fall asleep. If you sleep, you die.” he grits out, the fear in his eyes are comforting. “Stop this!” he stares at the elder Marie, “Nate, you know we can’t.” she grits out, “We only have one chance and this is it.” she explains while still working on my neck.

I try to keep my eyes open as long as I can as I focus on Nathaniel, “I don’t f*****g care!” he growls. “Just a few more seconds…” she mutters and Nathaniel looks down at me, his eyes blazing red, “Don’t give up.” he mutters and a strong will to just fight overtakes my body. He wipes the tears from my face, “Nathaniel!” another Elder snaps, “Did you just…” , “Shut up.” he growls while looking up at one of them. I can’t get the picture of his red eyes out of my mind.

“All done.” Elder Marie lifts her hands and stands up right.

I let out a hurling scream as my body stiffens and exhaustion overtakes me as my body falls limp and all of the pain slowly fades away.

“Get the restraints off.” Nathaniel demands and reaches for the cloth in my mouth, removing it as the others take away the restraints keeping me tied to the chair. Nathaniel cups my face with both hands and I lowly g***n when his fingers trace the sensitive skin my mark use to be. I could already feel that it’s gone because the thought of Nick just brings murder to my mind.

I want revenge and I want to bring him pain.

“Are you okay?” he asks, wiping the small strands of my black hair out of my face.

I try to speak, but I can’t form the words and when I try to nod, my head just falls limp to the side.

“f*****g hell.” he scoops me up, “We can heal her Nathaniel.” elder Marie mutters in a secretive way and he stops, staring at them, “I don’t think so.” he seethes before turning on his heel and he marches out of this weird place. My head hops as we ascend the stairs and I feel extremely cold as we walk through the church, or at least I think it’s a church.

It’s built like one and there are a lot of seats…but it doesn’t feel like a safe place.

“I’m sorry,” he mutters repeatedly and once we step out into fresh air, I relax when the sun hits my face.

Everything is so warm out here, so lively and that place is cold, like death.

Nathaniel marches into a bright white building, “I need a doctor.” he seethes and I could hear light footsteps running around anxiously before I’m put down on a bed. “She had her mark removed,” he explains before I’m rolled away and I suddenly see black everywhere…