Rejected You Alpha, for A Beast
Chapter 22

NICK’S POV

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What the hell is happening??? The sharp burn that pulses through my entire body makes me want to black out. Every muscle in my body is stiff, my hands fisting the bed and my teeth are grinding against each other painfully.

“Oh my goddess!” Tiffany freaks out as she comes back into the room. I could hear the cups break against the glass that she just dropped as she runs over to me.

“Ahhh!” I roar loudly and when she touches me, she hisses in pain before jolting back an inch.

“You’re hot!” She freaks.

Her high pitched voice is not helping for the pain and I watch through rapidly blinking eyes how she runs over to the bathroom.

She comes out with a wet cloth and presses it to my forehead, her eyes frantically looking at me and even though the cool cloth makes the heat go away, it feels like it’s burning my skin off like acid.

She holds me down as I begin to shake and everything suddenly just stops. The pain, the stiffness and then I feel it…

The bond that linked me and Jessica together all these years, it’s gone.

I lay breathlessly on my back, staring up at the ceiling with narrowed eyes, “Are you okay?” Tiffany cups my face, her brown locks hanging in my face as she stares down at me from the hovering position she’s in.

“I’m fine.” I gulp down the lump in my throat. I suddenly feel very empty, lighter, yet heavier…like my body is being weighed down to the bed by the fact that I can no longer feel her.

Whenever she was away or even in the next room, out of sight, I could still feel her presence lingering around. Even when she left with her mate, I found the comfort in the lingering feeling of her presence in my body…but she’s gone…she’s left for good.

“What happened?” Tiffany helps me up and a pounding headache forms in my temple right behind my eyes. I squeeze them shut and I see her, sitting in a chair, strapped. I pry my eyes open, glancing around to make sure it’s not real and I relax at the sight of my beautiful mate.

“I don’t know.” I shake my head as I sit back against the headboard. “Are you okay?” her eyes frantically flick between mine as if I’m going to fall right over and have another attack…I don’t even know what it actually was. All I do know is…she’s gone.

Does this mean she’s dead? Did her mate kill her?

I swing my legs off the bed, “Wait!” Tiffany grabs my arm, pulling me to a halt. I turn my head to her, “What?” I frown, “Just calm down for a second.” she mutters, smiling as if hiding the fact that she’s concerned.

I replace it attractive that she cares, but I need to know what happened to Jessica…I need to know why I can’t feel her anymore.

“I’m fine, please.” I sigh and reach for my phone on the nightstand. I pick it up, calling her cell.

It just rings and rings and there’s no reply.

I almost crush the phone in my hands, “I f*****g knew it.” I seethe as I toss my phone onto the bed and stand up. “What? What now?” Tiffany crawls to the edge of the bed, sitting on her knees. “He killed her. That’s what!” I bellow as I rip the closet door open and it cracks, the one hinge falling off. “Shit.” I grit out as I let the door hang on the top hinge. “Who’s her?” Tiffany gets off the bed and I could hear her soft feet pitter patter closer to me. “Jessica. That is what happened, I felt her death.” I grab clothes and shove it on before I turn and Tiffany is staring at me with a confused look, “Who the hell cares?” she snorts, shaking her head. “You might not care, but the pack and I do. If I felt it, so did they.” I brush past her and I leave the house just to be ambushed by a group of people.

“Alpha, did you feel that?”

“Alpha, what’s wrong with the luna?”

“Alpha, where is Luna Jessica?”

The question’s that I’m bombarded with consume me and I snap, “Stop this !” I bellow and the entire group that was in my face steps back, “We’re just worried.” a little kid stares up at me, her chin trembling. I lower onto my haunches in front of her, smiling at her, “Me too. I’m going to replace out.” I rise, “I promise, but it will take time.” I smile before I march over to my car and I drive off, leaving the pack with no answers. I don’t even know where I’m heading, all I know is that the pack should be close, but I don’t know where their pack even is.

I drive around for an hour, driving up in every dirt road but I replace nothing and continue my search for three more hours until I replace the pack where the guards at the gate is even intimidating to me.

“Can we help you?” The guard stands tall. He’s buff with short hair, a scar on his arm, “I need to speak with Alpha Nathaniel.” I try to keep my cool as a million memories fly through my mind and every single one is of her.

I don’t feel in love with her anymore, but the need to know if she’s alive is strong and I can’t help but need to know.

“One second.” he steps away , whispering to another guard before walking towards the gate. The entire territory around the gate is surrounded by trees, leaving no other way to enter except on foot, but I bet there are guards everywhere, ready to pounce and this is the safest place to enter, the easiest to get by.

The guard comes back, looking at me, studying me, “He’s on his way.” he mutters coldly. His eyes are lifeless, brutal even like he wouldn’t mind snapping my neck right here.

“I can just meet him inside…” I shrug and that makes his eyes narrow on me, giving me a warning look and I slowly sit back against my seat, “I’ll wait here.” I turn the engine off and pull the handbrake up.

It’s less than two minutes when Nathaniel marches through the gates that shut behind him and he freezes when he spots me sitting in the car. I can’t help but want to rip his head off. I push my door open and the guard slams it shut, keeping me in the car, “What the hell?” I bellow, “It’s fine, let him get out.” Nathaniel makes his guard stand down and he steps back so that I could get out.

I slam the car door and walk up to him, “What are you doing here?” Nathaniel seethes, his eyes trailing over me like I am dirt under his shoe. “Where is she?” I bellow even though we’re close. My voice just absentmindedly raised. “It has nothing to do with you anymore.” he crosses his big arms over his chest and I snort, “You don’t intimidate me.” I grit out, stepping even closer even though my hands are shaking with fear.

Something is off about him, way off.

“I don’t need to, I won. She’s mine.” the small smile that settles on his face makes my hands fist beside me, “You killed her!” I leap forward and my eyes almost bulge out of their sockets as he grabs me by the throat and he keeps me in mid-air. His eyes turn a vibrant red color, “I did not kill her.” he grits out, slow and sadistically. “I felt it.” I hold his wrist as I try to pull his hand off me.

“I did not kill her.” he says even slower before shoving me back and I fly through the air, hitting the front of my own SUV before my a*s lands on the hard ground, dust flying around me. I stare up at him and his chest is heaving, “Make this man leave or kill him.” he seethes before turning, “What did you do?” I jump up from the ground, leaping forward to attack from the back but his guards grab my arms, pulling me back and he turns, chuckling, “The best thing I could ever do for her, I unlinked her from you.” he talks down at me like I disgust him. “My mark will be right where yours were, bigger, better, sexier.” he smirks as he backs away and my b***d boils.

That is impossible!

A claimed mark can not be removed, ever. It’s never happened before and he did it.

“What kind of monster are you?” I bellow as I’m dragged to my car door and shoved inside. The guard stands with his hands on the window sill of my car, glaring at me, “We really don’t like killing unless it’s necessary, don’t make it necessary.” he taps the window sill before stepping back and my gaze drags back to the gate where he was a second ago and now he’s nowhere in sight.

“What is he?” I look at the guard standing with firm crossed arms, “Something you don’t ever want to piss off.” he grins and I can’t tell if he’s teasing me or if he’s serious and just proud of what that man is.

I turn the ignition on and reverse out of there, keeping my eyes on the road behind me in my mirrors until I could replace a place to turn around and once I flick my eyes from one side mirror to the other, a person appears behind me and I hit the breaks. I twist my body to look behind me and notice Nathaniel standing there with crossed arms with a devilish grin on his face. I sigh, wanting to get out but as I turn to the front and reach for my door handle, he’s beside me, “Look…Nick, was it?” his taunting tone does nothing but piss me off. “I don’t want to kill you, because I could tell you use to mean something to her, but if I have to…I will.” he leans with his elbows on the window sill. “I came here thinking she’s dead.” I grit out, “She’s not.” he clarifies. “I know now.” I sigh, “Did you really search that long just to replace my pack?” he asks, “I didn’t do it for me.” I seethe, “Then for who?” he raises his eyebrows, “My pack.” I glare at him. “The pack you could easily pull a gun on? I don’t think that’s true, but whatever makes you sleep at night.” he straightens his back and steps back. “Get out of here before I hunt you down.” he continues to walk back until he disappears into the woods and I can’t help but stare at the stop he disappeared at. He’s something else…he’s the devil, I swear.