Rejected You Alpha, for A Beast
Chapter 52

JESSICA’ POV

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After Nathaniel left, I couldn’t fall asleep again. I laid in bed for hours, staring at the ceiling before I put the tv on and I swear I saw the sun come up as I fell asleep…

Waking up, my eyes feel swollen and heavy. I yawn as I turn onto my back and stare at the white painted ceiling as I try to wake my brain up completely.

Turning to the side, my eyes widen when my phone lays next to me on charge, a note next to it . I sit up and reach for the note, opening it.

‘Sweetheart, you were still asleep when I stopped by at ten am. You said you wanted your phone and I delivered. I am currently sitting on the couch, listening to your light snores as you sleep peacefully. I didn’t want to wake you, nor did I know if you wanted to see me…so I write this note to let you know that I was here and to tell you I love you.

Love Nate’

I sigh as I glance around, wondering how he got in when I lock the door, but then forgot he was something else, meaning there’s a lot I don’t know. He could have powers and I wouldn’t know but the best bet is that he mind controlled someone to let him in. He said he was a hybrid, not some witch freak.

I fold the letter again before placing it down on the cabinet next to the bed. I get up and head to the shower to feel refreshed before I checked my phone. I’m afraid that it would be blown up with his texts, texts that will make my heart melt and would want to make me go home immediately, but when I get out of the shower and I sit down in my towel, I unlock my phone and there’s nothing.

Not one single text from Nathaniel, but a few from my parents.

My Goddess, I left my parents there… Does this make me a bad daughter?

I didn’t even think about them when I found out what my mate was…I just ran for my life, not that I was afraid that he’d actually do anything to me, but because I was confused, hurt and angry.

I was so angry that I began to feel hot, I was so upset that I ran back to a place that I never wanted to see again…

My finger hovers over Nathaniel’s name, I want to text him, I want to tell him that we’ll be alright, but how can I? He’ll think that everything was fine and come over, or at least that is what I think he’d do.

I know nothing about him.

I click on Nick’s name and begin to type in our chat box.

Jessica: I got my things so I won’t be charging the bill to your account. I will return the car in a few days, thanks for everything.

He immediately reads my text, making me frown. It seems like he was sitting around, waiting for my text like I had my phone with me.

Nick: Glad you’re ok. I’m disappointed in you.

I stare stunned at the text. How could he be disappointed in me? I did nothing wrong.

Jessica: What did I do?

Nick: You let that monster near my pack, near my mate and that’s not acceptable. You should have been the one to tell me what he is when you came here, I was unprepared when he showed up.

I can not believe that he’s mad at me because I did not tell him what Nathaniel was. It has nothing to do with him.

Jessica: I am sorry that I did not tell you, but frankly, it’s none of your business. He won’t hurt anyone, I just needed time to process. If I thought that I was in real danger, I would have warned you.

My fingers fly across the screen so fast that I my brain barely keeps up with the speed of my fingers. It’s like I am pouring all of my anger out of my fingers.

I toss my phone to the side, sighing as I stand up, freezing when I notice another suitcase laying beside the closet. I frown and open up the closet, replaceing my own clothes hanging and stacked with a sticky note pressed to the inside.

‘I thought you’d be more comfortable in you own clothes.’ Nathaniel’s handwriting is unique, it’s kind of cursive, but straight.

I smile and grab my cuff pants, matching it with a cropped black hoodie.

Today is a free day, I am not going to wear a bra because I simply don’t have to.

The sound of my phone dinging makes me turn on my heel and I put my brush down after combing my hair out. I pad over to the bed, sitting down and pick up my phone.

Nathaniel: Any questions yet?

The text is so formal, like I’m not his mate, like I’m some sort of business parter.

Me: When was the last time you had a mate?

Nathaniel: Fifty years ago.

My jaw drops open as I stare at the text.

Jessica: And before that?

Nathaniel: A hundred years before the last.

I sigh, biting down on the inside of my cheek as I stare out of the curtains I pulled open.

The sky is open and a beautiful shade of blue.

Nathaniel: Anything else?

The double texting makes me smile, it shows me that he cares, that he’s invested in our relationship, it shows me that he wants to fix this…

Jessica: I don’t want to pry or overstep my boundaries, but I need to know…Does you being a hybrid mean that you can’t have children? Or is there a chance…

I watch as the dots appear as he types and then they disappear. I inhale a deep breath, waiting for his reply.

Nathaniel: No, I can’t have kids…