Rejected You Alpha, for A Beast
Chapter 60

JESSICA’S POV

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I’m not actually mad at Nathaniel, but when he suggested killing Nick- some part of me wanted to agree, but a bigger part of me understands that if he did kill my ex, the pack I love dearly will lose everything…

“Do you even know where you are going?” Nathaniel yells from behind me. He’s giving me space to cool off, but I can’t. I still feel cold and every step feels like needles piercing through my numb body.

“Stop.” Nathaniel bellows and in respect to him, I halt in my steps, slowly turning around to face him.

Louis and the other men give us both a glance as they stop too.

Nathaniel shoves his hand into his pocket, the jiggling as he pulls it out makes me realize that it’s keys and he tosses it to Louis, “Go to the car, now.” He demands and they all just stalk away in a hurry.

I cross my arms when they leave, staring at him with narrowed eyes.

“What is going on with you?” He asks, his voice filled with concern, his eyes looking worried and sad.

“I want to kill him- I really, really do.” My hands fist as my arms fall to my sides. “I wish that he’ll just drop dead, fall off the face of this f*****g earth and disappear, but what happens to the West Pack?

What will happen to all the families and children?

I grab my hair, tugging on my locks as I begin to pace up and down.

I can not fathom to even think how they would survive, but how could I survive with him on this planet?

“Would you go back?” Nathaniel asks, his face neutral, showing absolute no emotion.

My head tilts to the side, “What?” I ask confused.

“If he died, will you go back to the pack?” His eyes widen slightly as he repeats his question.

“No- I…it’s not my pack anymore.” I sigh, my own words stinging.

“Then why are you so worried about them? Your parents aren’t there anymore.” He shrugs and my mouth drops open.

Staring at him agape makes him realize something because he starts to scratch his nape uncomfortably.

“They can join other packs.” He tries to replace a solution but I just shake my head.

“No pack would ever take in that many, especially if they didn’t fight for them.” I sigh and he continues to stare at me.

“Just leave him there.” I sigh, turning on my heel and I head into the direction Louis went in.

“Can we talk?” He asks and I just keep on walking, shaking my head.

“Jessica.” He suddenly appears in front of me and my entire body fills with shock. I step back, tripping over something and before my a*s could hit the ground, his arm is snaked around my body, his hand resting on the small of my back as he holds me up, his face right in front of mine.

“Are you okay?” His arched brows makes my heart jump.

“Ye-yeah.” I stutter as he slowly brings me to my feet.

The awkward silence between us make me look down to see what I tripped over, noticing a small root growing out of the ground.

“Stupid root.” I mutter and he starts to laugh.

“I think we should go home, get you in a warm relaxing bath and then we can talk when you are relaxed?” He offers and I replace myself smiling, “Yeah, sounds good.”

All the way home I was sitting on Nathaniel’s lap like a little kid who didn’t want to sit in her own seat, but this was not the case. The case here is that I was not allowed to sit on my own seat. We sat in the back, my legs sprawled out over the seat beside us while the other man sits on the door side.

Nathaniel is rubbing circles on my back, calming my tense body. Nobody speaks and it feels really awkward just sitting here on his lap in front of others.

“Are you hungry?” Nathaniel whispers as if the rest couldn’t hear, but they can because we’re all wolves with sensitive hearing.

I smile, shaking my head and he hums, resting his head back against the headrest.

My eyes trail his face and I smile as his eyes fall shut, his other hand resting on my thigh.

He looks peaceful, better than this morning, it seems like he’s in the right headspace now, not hungry or mad, but I could be fooling myself.

Arriving back at home, I climb out of the car and Nate takes my hand as soon as he’s out too. “I’ll just park the car.” Louis nods at Nathaniel through the open window and he returns the nod and pulls on my hand before walking to the house.

Not once does his hand let go of mine, his fingers grip my hand firmly, his grasp not slacking and it somehow makes me calm even though it’s tight.

“Let’s get you some coffee?” he offers with raised brows and I scrunch up my nose at the thought of drinking coffee this late.

I don’t even know the time, but I’m sure that the sun is almost going to come up.

“Hot chocolate?” his head slightly tilts to the side, looking adorable, “Just a bath and a bed.” I breathe out air through my nose and he nods, “Alright then.” he lifts our arms before spinning me around, pulling me to his chest. His hand unlinks with mine as he wraps his arms around me, “I am sorry.” he stares into my eyes sincerely.

“I know.” I stare up at him through my lashes and he pulls his bottom l*p into his mouth.

“Let’s go.” he bends over, hooking his arms around the back of my thighs before picking me up. I giggle as I wrap my arms around his torso from the back as I lay like a sack of potatoes over his shoulder.

He puts me down only when we’re in his bathroom and he opens the faucet, letting the warm water fill the bath as he paces back and forth between the room and bathroom.

“Do you need anything else?” he asks while bringing me some warm pajamas and he puts it next to the sink.

My eyes trail his body, his black turtle neck making him look taller than he is. The way his muscles bounce underneath the fabric makes me mentally smile and his trousers sit loose around the thighs for once.

“Maybe one thing.” I shrug and he bends down in front of me, staring into my eyes with those emerald hues.

“Name it.” his hand caresses my knee.

“You.” I shrug and his head slightly pulls back as a shocked expression takes over his face.

A smile tugs at the edge of his lips and it turns into a sly grin, making my heart breathe faster.

“Are you sure?” his one eyebrow quirks up and I nod.

His hand slowly reaches for the zipper of the jacket that has been keeping me warm. His fingers gently grab the zipper, his emerald eyes flicking up to me as he slowly pulls the zipper down. I inhale a sharp breath as the cool air invades the warmth my body has produced and my jaw tightens as the sound of the zipper clips off.

His fingers glide up along the zipper until his hands reach the collar and he slowly slides the jacket off my shoulders.

I bring my arms to the back, letting it slide off me and he lets go of it as it falls to the floor.

His eyes bore into mine and it’s like we’re speaking without saying a single word.

As he takes my sweater, the tips of his fingers glide along my stomach as he lifts it and I raise my arms to let him take it off.

He stands up, pulling me up by the hand.

Raising to my feet, he starts to lift my top, his eyes flicking down to my breasts that spring free. His eyes travel over my naked upper body, his arms straight down his sides before he stares at my hands.

I grab the hem of his shirt, lifting it over his head, my eyes trailing his chest. I gasp when his cold fingers hook into my jeans before he pulls me closer, leaving only an inch in between our bodies.

He unbuttons my jeans, slowly lowering to his knees as he pulls my jeans with my underwear down, taking my shoes off too.

As he comes up, his pants are gone too and I stare in amazement at his long thick hardwood.

“Eyes up here, sweetheart.” he scoffs, making my eyes immediately flick up to his.

He glances down at the large tub, leaning down and closing the faucet before stepping into the tub.

He sinks down, his body weight making the water rise and he holds out his hand, “Get in.” his voice is low and I blush as I step into the tub and it stings as my icy toes dip into the heated liquid.

“It’s okay.” he murmurs, his hand sliding down the back of my leg as I face him. I turn around and slowly lower into the warm water, my body adjusting to the heat and I relax as he pulls my back against his chest, but I could not relax all the way as his c**k pokes into my back.

His arms hook under mine, his cupped hands picking up water that he pours all over the front of my body, his fingers trailing my skin.

“Are you okay?” he asks and I tilt my head to the side, turning it to look back at him, “Yeah, I feel warmer already.” I smile and he k****s the side of my temple.

His hands massage my body as I lay against his chest, “So…do you have any other questions yet?”