Rejected You Alpha, for A Beast
Chapter 38

JESSICA’S POV

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“Jessica.” I turn my gaze away from the children, all of them sighing and booing, some begging me to continue reading.

“Hold on little ones.” I close the book, keeping my finger at the page we’re at.

“The alpha is outside, waiting for you.” The girl smiles and my smile fades for a second before I plaster it up again.

“I’ll be right back, the big alpha is summoning me.” I pull my face as if I were in trouble before setting the book down on the little chair I sat on.

I gracefully walk out of the classroom and I didn’t expect him to stand there, dressed so casually, yet still looking as handsome as ever. “What are you doing here?” I frown. I did not want him to come here, I don’t like being interrupted just because he wants to talk.

“I came to see you.” His dazzling smile does nothing to fool me. He wants to make up, to talk about the ultimate scandal I have done but I did nothing wrong. I asked for my things back and I had the right to do it.

“For what? I am busy reading to kids. Didn’t you ask if I was busy?” My eyes narrow on him, “I don’t need to.” He shrugs, making my b***d begin to boil.

I inhale a deep breath when a kid passes us and skips into the class.

I really don’t know why I enjoy reading to kids…but the way they smile and laugh, the way their eyes sparkle and it’s like I can see their minds working.

I love creating a safe space for their minds and reading a book is just that.

It’s hard to imagine that what each of them sees is different in so many ways.

“So you just ignore that I am busy, neglect the respect that I need and just show up here and dismiss the little work I do that is important to me?” I snap and his emerald eyes widen, “Well when you put it like that…” he mutters as his eyes flick around the hall.

“Yeah, when I put it like that.” I snap sarcastically and he drags a hand through his dark hair, looking up at the ceiling.

“Don’t be mad at me.” His bottom l*p pops out, curling into a pout and the little sad pathetic eyes makes my heart swell.

“Stop that.” I roll my eyes, but I’m not strong enough to fight the smile that creeps up my face.

“I can’t, I don’t like you being mad at me.” He reaches for my hand, his fingers linking with mine and he fiddles with my hand. “Well I don’t like you just f*****g me and then leaving like I’m some sort of booty call.” I grit out, forcing the smile down.

“Well…lets be clear here…” the devilish smile creeping up his face makes me frown, “You booty called me home.” The way he jokingly pulls his face, I can’t help but giggle a little.

What he’s saying is kind of true, I did tease him and all he did was come home to please me while he was suppose to be somewhere else.

“I did no such thing.” I scoff even though I am guilty of doing exactly that.

“Sure you didn’t.” He drags out teasingly.

I get red in the face and I start to fiddle with his fingers, squeezing them, picking at his skin with my nails…he’s making me feel small, but in a positive way.

He makes me feel like a giddy kid, like a shy child…

“I didn’t.” My lips pop out in a pout.

“Okay pumpkin.” He steps closer, stroking my hair out of my face.

“Your things arrived.” He changes the subject, “Oh…when?”, “Just before I came, that’s actually why I’m here.”

Now I really feel stupid, “Why didn’t you just tell me that?” I roll my eyes, “Because you were clearly mad at me and I wanted to fix that first.”

“I don’t know what to say…” my eyebrows hop as my gaze falls to our linked hands.

“I want you to say yes to a date, for tonight.”

My gaze flicks up to him, my eyes narrowing, “You were out the entire night last night.” I point out, “I know, but what’s another night out in town? The city is alive on Friday’s, the people are fun. It’ll be a great night.” His eyes blaze with excitement as he tries to hype me up for the night.

I chew on my bottom l*p, my teeth dragging to the side of my mouth.

“Come on, just say yes.” He begs and my insides twists, the lingering thought to decline and stay home fades as his smile just widens with every passing second.

“Fine.” I huff, rolling my eyes as a smile creeps up my face.

Nathaniel grits out an excited yes and grabs me, pulling me closer and he wraps his arms around me, hugging me and my feet lifts off the floor and he spins me around.

I giggle as he sets me down, “Be ready at seven and wear comfortable shoes, it’s going to be a long night.” He winks and the way his cheek dents makes my heart flutter.

“Casual or fancy wear?” I ask as he turns to leave. He stops in his tracks, his body turned to the side and his eyes trail over my body, a grin taking over his face.

“You’d look good in anything.”

I stare at him agape as he walls off and I feel all giddy as I turn on my toes, my fingers linking as my body tenses and I run back into the classroom to continue reading to the kids.

Running home after reading to the kids, I check the time and it’s three in the afternoon.

I never thought that reading to so many different classes of children could take up so much time.

I calculate the time I have in my head before I run myself a bath, scenting the warm water with some rose bath salts and pedals that were dried out and places in a glass jar.

I soaked my body in the water for an entire hour as I shaved, washed my hair and listened to some music while I relaxed.

I set an exact alarm for four pm and got out to dry and style my hair while I sat in the robe, singing along to old ABBA songs.

I put on a light layer of make up and rummaged through the boxes that were delivered to me earlier and I toss all the good dresses on the bed, smiling when I take out my baby blue one that sparkles.

I stare at the dress, remembering how much I loved it when I first saw it and then how conscious I felt when Nick told me I looked like a first class hooker in the damn thing.

His precise words were, “My f*****g hell, look at you.” The first words made me smile, but then it got worse, “You look like a first f*****g class w***e that’s looking for her big hit.”

The emotional pain I felt has always lingered in my chest, but I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of the dress.

It’s nothing like I have ever seen before, the way it fits me perfectly is extraordinary and the material is soft and the way it a shines under the slightest light is pure magic.

After I finish, it’s half past six and I do the finishing touches on my hair and put on my plain white stilettos that are as comfortable as slippers.

Nathaniel haven’t been in the room, he hasn’t gotten ready yet and it makes me nervous because it feels like he forgot about the date. It feels like he forgot that he asked me out.

I pace around, walking up and down as I go through everything in my mind, making sure that I didn’t forget anything when there’s a knock on the door.

I open the door and Nathaniel stands tall in a suit, flowers in hand and his hair gelled back.

“Wow.” His eyes trail over me, from the top to the bottom and the way his eyes light up has me blushing.

“You look…wow.” The stunned look makes me giddy and I giggle as I smile.

“Thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself.” I tease and he jokingly rolls his eyes before handing me the flowers.

“I already put up a vase on the dresser.” She sleek grin on his face makes me blush as I want to laugh at how he thought of everything.

I put the flowers in the vase and he holds his arm out and I hook my arm into his before we make our way to the car.

He opens the door all gentlemanly like and I get in, my eyes staying fixed on his muscles that fill the suit up.

My eyes absentmindedly follow his silhouette through the darkening sky and I smile as he gets in.

It’s an hour’s drive into the city and I admire all the lights, all the people roaming the streets, making the city look full of live but if we have done this in the week, the place will be dull, the restaurants empty and most of the shops closed, but on the weekend, it’s like a never ending party.

“I love the city like this.” I beam as I stare out of the window, ready to bounce out of my seat and live life.

It’s exhilarating when I’m around such a lively place, it makes me realize how quiet and comforting the pack life is, how appreciative I am of the bond and closeness of a pack.