The Alpha’s Rejected And Broken Mate
Chapter 78

Rowan POV

I stared at her in the hospital bed. She was so still, so silent, her red hair cascading over the pillow. I can't even tell you how afraid I was for her. Rather than be with me, she chose to slice her wrists with a large shard of glass. How had it come to this? For it to have gone so far, that she would rather choose death than to remain with me or my pack a moment longer. I was filled with immense guilt, unable to even stand myself at the moment and the brute that I had become.

"My baby" cried Clarissa, barging past me and staring down at her daughter, the tubes and ivs plugged into her, the machines in the room beeping incessantly. She sobbed, standing at the head of the bed, one hand reaching over to grasp her daughter's hand. She whirled her head around and glared at me. "This is all your fault" she hissed as I recoiled "if you had just made a damn decision" she cried "then Amber wouldn't be lying here."

She was right. It was my indecisiveness that had led to this. I couldn't say anything to defend myself. All I could do was stare at Clarissa mutely. She glared at me, her eyes shooting daggers at me.

"I'm sorry" I whispered but she wasn't having it. She was being defensive on behalf of her daughter and I couldn't really blame her.

"Sorry isn't good enough" she hissed "for what you've put her through. Now leave" she demanded and as much as I wanted to stay, to make sure that Amber was going to be alright, I couldn't put that into words and I found myself respecting Clarissa's wishes, disappearing silently out the door and leaving Amber behind.

I walked the grounds, shaken, frightened for Amber and what we had both become. Gone was the sassy fiery girl I had originally met and now all that was left was a defeated woman who had turned to the only option she could think of. It would take a miracle, for Amber to survive, not to mention the child she was carrying. I shifted, unable to stand a moment longer of thinking about Amber and needing to get the hell away if only for a little while.

I ran, my paws thudding loudly on the ground as I headed directly into the forest, a blur as I dodged fallen branches and debris, weaving in and out without a particular location in mind. The pain grew in my heart until it became intolerable. To my surprise another wolf joined me, running alongside me, keeping up with my stride even though my wolf was the fastest in the pack. Daemon snorted in disgust in my mind, but I ignored him, content with whoever was keeping me company on this otherwise sad and downhearted

run.

We came to a waterfall and I stopped, the other wolf doing the same. The water was soothing and relaxing. I could hear the sounds of it trickling down while the waterfall itself sounded like a roar. The location was peaceful and tranquil, which was what I needed. I shifted back to my human naked form, looking over at the other gray wolf which seemed to hesitate, before doing the same. Somehow I wasn't surprised to see who it was, but this time I surprised myself by being glad to see her.

She stayed standing where she was, hesitant to approach me and I wondered if it was because of the permanent scowl I seemed to have on my face. Either that or perhaps she was frightened of the look on my face. It wasn't my intention to be this fearful, this much of a brute of an alpha. Once upon a time, I might have turned this woman away, but I was tired and weary and scared. I didn't have the heart to do it this time. Not now at any rate. Perhaps later, I might regret that decision, but for the moment, all I could be was grateful for the company.

"How is she?" she asked me, her voice trembling slightly in the wind.

I frowned. "She seems to be alright, she's pulling through but otherwise..." I trailed off and shrugged helplessly. The doctors hadn't exactly been too forthcoming with me before Clarissa arrived. I know they will keep me informed, but to be in the darkness, was not something I was used to.

"I'm sure that she'll pull through" Stacey murmured sounding concerned for the young girl "god knows what she was thinking though, to do something so drastic."

I knew what she was thinking. She was thinking she didn't have a choice, I wanted to yell at Stacey, but she had done nothing wrong to incite my anger toward her and I couldn't take all my frustrations out on the innocent woman. She was merely trying to comfort me, in the best way she knew how.

"She was desperate" I muttered, "and it's all my fault."

Stacey moved a little closer, but stayed well enough away, reaching out to grasp my hand and give it a reassuring squeeze.

"Rowan," she said quietly "perhaps it's time that you made a decision? Especially if it's come to this" she added, her voice dripping with meaning and intention.

I just looked at her. I knew that I needed to make my decision but this didn't make it any easier. On the one hand, Stacey was potentially carrying my child, but on the other hand, my mate was in the hospital, because of me.

I sighed heavily and sat down on the ground, feeling like a petulant child who was being told off, when in actual fact it was anything but that was happening.

I had to think about my pack as well as the unborn child Stacey was carrying. That child would be an Alpha when it grew up and heir to the pack. If it was mine, that was. It would also take over the leadership when the time was right for me to retire. Stacey was trying her best, in fact, although she might have attempted to seduce me several times, she hadn't pressured me otherwise. Amber was the one who had wanted me to make a decision, who had constantly argued with me over it until I'd felt forced to use my alpha tone on her.

But how do you pick one over the other? How do you be rational when your mate bond is begging you to choose your mate? That when you make a choice, you replace yourself tethered to the other person forever? It wasn't just a simple mistake you made, it was something that would entail a lifetime of either happiness or misery.

Stacey quietly joined me and I inhaled sharply, recognizing her familiar perfume that smelled of roses and honeysuckle. It was such a unique perfume and yet it suited her immensely. It was also very tantalizing. I sniffed it appreciatively as she drew her knees up. "Listen Rowan" she murmured, "we've had our differences, you and I, but until I cheated on you, we did love each other, didn't we?"

She wasn't wrong, I conceded. We had loved each other and it had been a shock to replace her cheating on me. But right now I didn't want to think about that, I didn't want to think about Amber lying helplessly in a hospital bed. I just wanted to feel something again, anything, to distract me from my pain.

I turned and kissed Stacey who seemed stunned for a moment, before moaning into my mouth. I pulled her against me, lying her down on the ground and following her, never breaking the kiss, my tongue delving inside her mouth. The perfume wafted up my nostrils and I gave a low growl of satisfaction, my hand trailing down her arms and feeling the smooth creaminess of her skin. One hand cupped her breast and massaged it, eliciting a whimper of pleasure from her. I bent my head down and licked the n****e, causing her to arch her back and hiss, taking her n****e into my mouth and lightly sucking on it.

"Oh god Rowan" she moaned and I gave her a wicked grin, my other hand sliding down between her legs as she spread them eagerly. One finger found her clit and slowly began to finger it and circle it as she moaned my name again. "Rowan."

I began to insert a finger inside of her and began to thrust it back and forth, as she let her head drop down to the ground, whimpers of pleasure coming from her throat. I could feel her beginning to tense and knew she was close, inserting a second finger inside of her, curling my fingers up, and began to pump them back and forth.

"Oh my god" she hissed, and I growled, watching her body tremble, her toes curl up and her body stiffen as an o****m washed over her. She panted heavily, her body flopping back to the ground, speechless, her eyes beseeching me. "Please god Rowan" she begged, "I need you inside of me."

My c**k was rock hard and I put my hand over it, guiding it toward her entrance as her eyes darkened and she licked her lips in anticipation. Part of me hesitated, Daemon frantically trying to remind me of Amber and I put a block up, ignoring his threats and vehemence. Stacey spread her legs wider in an invitation, reaching up to grab me around my waist and another of her hands reaching towards my c**k. The perfume was strong, making my nostrils flare as I smelt it once more and I blinked, feeling a bit dazed, confused for a moment about what I was doing, and then the next thing I knew, I found myself deep inside of Stacey, pushing my way in, until I was in deep and pulling back.

"Yes" she mewled, her hands scrabbling at the dirt as I pulled all the way back and then thrust all the way in, hard, deep, rough. Just the way she liked it, I remembered dazed.

I began to pound inside of her, thrusting away furiously, back and forth, her small cries of pleasure spurring me on. I took her hard, in a rough primal way, enjoying the feel of her tight walls around my c**k. But I wasn't finished with her yet and I pulled out, to her disappointment, and reached down, rolling her over and pulling her up until her hands and knees.

She looked over her shoulder with a smirk and a raised eyebrow, waiting as I plunged inside of her. Her hips moved back and forth in time with my thrusts, her long hair cascading down her back. I reached out and grasped her hair in my hand, tugging it roughly and eliciting a small squeal from her.

"You slut" I growled and she nodded frantically.

"Your slut" she whispered back and I grinned, hearing the sounds of our bodies slicked with sweat, hitting one another, in a sea of pleasure. It was almost too much. I couldn't hold on much longer and her body suddenly stiffened as I reached down and frantically began to finger her clit again. Her walls clenched tightly around my c**k, another o****m washing over her. My body tensed, my c**k tingling at the feeling of her tight walls around me and I blew my load, spilling my seed inside of her, before I reluctantly pulled out, collapsing on the floor next to her as she continued to pant and breathe heavily next to me.

"That was" she panted "amazing Rowan."

I felt satisfied, forgetting all about Amber and my problems in that instant, concentrating on Stacey and how awesome she had just made me feel. She smiled at me tentatively and rolled over so that she could face me better. She looked stunned and a little bewildered. "Do I take it" she said very slowly, "that you've made a decision?"

I closed my eyes in resignation. God help me, but I had made my decision and it was right in front of me. I opened my mouth and said the words I knew she was waiting to hear. "Yes."