The Alpha’s Rejected And Broken Mate
Chapter 61

Amber POV

I was in my room when I started feeling the most strangest sensations, pain rippling across my stomach. Initially, I panicked, thinking there was something wrong with the baby, but the pain would stop, and then I would feel warm all over my body, almost like I had a fever. It wasn't pleasant but I knew I wasn't going into heat because I didn't have a wolf. So, confused and a little bit concerned, I began to head out of the room and towards the study, intending to ask Rowan if it was possible to go to the hospital. But he was busy. With a buxom, black-haired, green-eyed woman who was gyrating on top of him for all, she was worth. What's worse is that he was clearly enjoying it. Pain rippled through my body again and I gasped, taking a deep breath, feeling anger rise inside of me as I stepped inside, meeting the bastard's eyes. "What the f**k is this then?" I blurted out, startling the Alpha and his slut who reluctantly got off of Rowan as he awkwardly tried to stand up.

It was a big mistake because the second he stood up and faced me, it was obvious that he had an erection, something that made the other woman smirk with satisfaction as I avoided looking at that particular spot, while Alpha Rowan merely looked embarrassed and a touch bewildered. "Amber," he said, puzzled "what are you doing here?"

I glared at him "I was coming down to ask you something and came across this..." I sputtered, gesturing towards him and the woman, who stood there, smirking, her arms folded across her chest. I wanted to rip her hair out and then some. Something which shocked me, because while I was prone to violence, this was a rather sadistic streak in me coming to the surface.

"It's not what it seems," Rowan says hastily.

Not what it seems! It's blatantly clear what they had been doing and were about to do. If I hadn't interrupted them, they would no doubt be having s*x right now, with me none the wiser.

"I think it's exactly what it seems" I snap, thoroughly fed up with the man.

He frowned. The woman made a move to step forward and he shook his head at her, his eyes no longer looking as cloudy as they had appeared when I stepped into the room.

"No Stacey, I think you've done enough" he barks. She stays where she is, tight-lipped, no longer smirking as she stares over at me with a glower. Huh, doesn't look so cocky now, does she? "What is this? First, you were going to marry me, now you're not sure and then I replace you about to have s*x with this woman" I almost yell out in my frustration.

He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, making it more disheveled and making him look even more masculine and handsome. Damn him. "Take a seat Amber, Stacey" he ordered the both of us.

I stared at him incredulously and then with a grimace at him, sat down on the armchair, thankful that the pain I had been experiencing was at least fading, whatever the hell it was. It made me less anxious and postponed the trip to the hospital.

Rowan sat down at his desk and regarded us both. I couldn't believe what the other woman was wearing, a skin-tight little dress that showed off every single curve and her large bosom. Naturally, I noticed a bit sourly, Rowan couldn't seem to stop staring at the cow's cleavage. "It looks like we have a bit of a situation" he began and I stiffened, Stacey, doing the same. Up until now she had been silent but now she burst out "we don't have a situation Rowan. You need to get rid of this little slut, especially now that we're expecting" she purred.

Who the f**k did she think she was calling me a slut? I turned on her "Listen" I snarled "you call me a slut again and I'll be more than happy to show you what I'm capable of."

Then her other words hit me and instantly I paled. "What do you mean expecting? Is she pregnant Rowan" I demanded and he exhaled, looking anywhere but at me.

"Yes," Stacey cooed, leaning back in her chair and crossing her ankles "Rowan and I are expecting a baby together."

"Why didn't you tell me" I breathed, staring at the man with narrowed eyes "there would have been no need for the marriage, or for me to even be here. Not when you're clearly involved with someone else." Why did I feel so hurt right now? I was in pain, real physical pain, at the thought of Rowan being with someone else.

He looked frustrated now "I'm not involved with her" he growled and Stacey glared. "As for whether the baby is mine" he added and Stacey looked upset now.

"I told you that it's yours, why don't you believe me" she started to sob.

I couldn't believe how heartless he was being to a pregnant woman, even if I privately thought she was a b***h, she was carrying his child and should be shown more respect.

"Maybe I don't believe you because you cheated on me," he said a little testily as my mouth fell open.

Who on earth would cheat on this beautiful-looking man? Apparently Stacey. Whoa. This was some heavy stuff and apparently, they still hadn't cleared the air, both of them glaring at each other and ignoring me.

"I cheated on you because you stopped showing me any affection, Rowan. You went so distant on me and cold. Like I'd done something wrong, but you never actually came and had a discussion with me. You just detached yourself and I was left in the cold" she snarled. "So if I cheated on you, it was because I was lonely and fearful that you had gotten tired of me. I thought you were going to break up with me."

"There was a reason I was distant" he thundered "I was dealing with my sick father, a girlfriend, and coming to grips with..." here he paused and I leaned forward, wanting to know what it was but he didn't finish the sentence. His face paled.

"Coping with what Rowan" I prompted softly as his face softened and he looked at me. But he still didn't speak. Instead, Stacey took the opportunity to complete his sentence.

"Oh don't you know," she said in mock surprise and a lot of sarcasm in her tone of voice "Rowan was coping with learning that he had found his mate."

His mate. The words reverberated in my mind but I still wasn't clear on what Stacey was trying to say. Weren't she and him mates? I was bewildered and puzzled.

"You found your mate" I repeated as Stacey rolled her eyes at me "then where is she?"

Stacey laughed out loud. "You hear that Rowan" she hissed "she wants to know where your mate is. Should I tell her" she threatened.

Rowan finally found his voice "Stacey, don't" he began thickly, but Stacey wasn't having it.

"You're his mate" she snapped at me as I recoiled "but you can't feel the mate bond as much because you're a pathetic weakling of a shifter who has no wolf. Which means the mate bond isn't as strong for you. Not like it is for him. He's known the whole damn time Amber, who you are, and he never bothered to tell you. What do you think that means" she said smoothly, her eyes widening as she brought home what she was saying.

I flinched and stared with anger at the man who had brought me here, without marrying me, leaving me alone in the bedroom for days at a time without a qualm and he was supposedly my mate? It couldn't be true. Please god, I prayed, feeling my body beginning to tremble with rage, please don't let it be true.

He saw the look in my eyes. "Damnit Stacey you just had to put your foot in it," he said icily. He made a move toward me and I backed away, shaking my head.

"Alright fine" he exhales "I'm your mate alright" he admitted gruffly.

"How long" I whisper shaking in my boots "how long have you known?"

He hesitates. Stacey just shakes her head at him. "Just tell her" she urges, with glee.

"Since the first meeting at the bookshop," he says heavily, his eyes repentant, his expression apologetic and remorseful. Not that I cared about that. "You lied to me" I accused him, my voice shaking "you could have told me weeks ago that we were mates. Unless" I said out loud, the rage still boiling inside of me "unless you were planning on rejecting me?"

Oh my god, is this his plan? To reject me and leave me all alone without a mate? So much for the sacredness of the so called mate bond.

Well, that seemed to stun him. He blinked, Stacey, muttering to herself under her breath, looking anywhere but at me.

"I don't know," he said hoarsely, "this situation is difficult, to say the least" he murmured.

Complex would be an understatement, I thought to myself fiercely. I was pissed. Was he planning on just leaving me here, so that he had a choice between the two of us? Like hell, I was not going to stand for that. Then again, I thought a little guiltily, I hadn't exactly come clean to him either.

"In that case, there's something I should tell you," I told him, ignoring the b***h beside me.

He nods and sits down, and myself doing the same. The rage was still there, simmering under the surface, but part of me had calmed down in the face of what I was about to reveal to him. I hadn't intended to keep it a secret from him, I'd had no choice thanks to my parents, but that didn't make it any better. I was guilty of doing the exact same thing he had.

My hand goes protectively to my stomach and before I can utter a word Stacey lets out a startled gasp, her eyes shooting to my stomach. There's a victorious look in her eyes. My stomach churns with nerves.

"Oh my god," she says with shock "you're pregnant."

Rowan's eyes shoot to mine, his eyes turning pitch black. "Is that true?" he asked in a dangerously soft tone of voice.

I hesitate, but the cat's out of the bag now and so I nod, watching as his eyes continue to flash black and then back to normal, realizing his wolf is dangerously close to the surface. "You deceived me" he thunders.

"You mean like you deceived me" I hissed back, my nails digging into the palms of my hands and drawing blood "a bit like the pot calling the kettle black, isn't it?"

"Your parents" he realized "they knew and they still agreed to a marriage between us. They were going to make me care for another man's child" he snarled "and make me look like a fool."

"You're doing that all on your own," I told him honestly, standing upright and glaring down at him as he stared at me, his jaw clenched tight and ticking. He was angry, but so was I.

"Reject me" I demanded "reject me and let me be free. You have a woman who is carrying your child. You should marry her" I added, turning and addressing Stacey "that's what you want isn't it?"

"Yes" Stacey said with honesty, giving a shrug "he should have to take responsibilities for his actions, shouldn't he? Plus, this would be his biological child and therefore the heir to taking over the pack one day. This child deserves to know it's father." Exactly. That's what I was thinking, but Rowan didn't like the two of us being in agreement.

"I'm not rejecting you" he snapped and then turned to Stacey "and I'm not marrying you. For now, you will stay in the pack house, while you are pregnant and we will come up with an agreement. One that suits us both. I don't even know if this child is mine" he growled.

He turned to me. "There will be no rejection, is that clear," he said, using his Alpha tone on me. "You will not leave, you will not try and run away. You will stay until we decide what to do" he added.

I can't believe the bastard used his alpha tone on me. Even without a wolf, it would work on me and he knew it. It meant that I had no choice now, I was stuck here in this house because of what he had just ordered me to do. I couldn't run away and I couldn't leave. He had effectively just made me a prisoner while he decided what he wanted to do! I was so angry at that stage, that I couldn't see straight.

"You son of a b***h" I said coldly "I swear to god, karma better bite you in the a*s, or the moon goddess kicks it because if that alpha tone didn't work on me, I'd be doing it right now."

He just stared at me miserably as Stacey gave a huff, not liking my tone of voice. I turned and stomped out the door, heading straight upstairs. Normally I would pack by now, but I couldn't because of his orders. I couldn't even reject him either because he had stated there would be no rejection. I was stuck and I realized with horror, not just with him, but with his side piece as well. Life was truly unfair, I thought miserably, locking my door and curling up in a ball. What was I going to do now?