Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By The Alpha

Chapter Seven

Seven: “Then Why aren’t they in my place?”

I sat down on the table all by myself, not really sure why I was doing that but it just really felt like there was really nothing else for me to do but to just sit there and just think about all the things that had happened today, all the things that had happened the previous day as well. It seemed like my life had taken a turn that I had never anticipated before and I did not even know how to feel about it yet. I was not even sure if I was really in tune with my own emotions or I was doing something that I always did every single time that I really hated about myself.

I was choosing to let the emotions pass me by and not really choosing to feel them for the most part. It was definitely not a good thing for me to be doing but it was so hard to avoid it. So perhaps sitting on this table will finally make me think about all my emotions and think about all the things that happened to me.

Why on earth were his words still the primary thing in my head? They were still the primary thought that was occupying my mind. What was really going to happen this time around and what did a sweet perfect revenge look like to me? I had to be thinking about that right now. That was my main focus.

Yes, definitely I needed to figure out a way to get revenge on him even though I would not feel as motivated as I thought I would be. Perhaps he had left my mind sooner than I expected him to. Was it because of him? Was it some kind of spell that he had placed on me? It had to be the ring.

I look at it again and a smile immediately formed on my face which I quickly wiped off before I began rubbing the ring.

“It’s beautiful, I know. I thought you had gotten a pretty good look at that ring already though.” A voice came from behind me making me jump up from my seat and turn around quickly.

“You scared me”, I said to Alpha Kane before he smirked at me and took a few more steps towards me. He grabbed my hand and looked at the ring again.

“It is really not coming off.

What is so bad about being married to me, huh? Do you know how many women would like to be in your place right now?” He asked me and I really could not say anything much else apart from what came to my mind.

“Then why aren't they in my place?” I asked him immediately and regretted it instantly because I did not even know what kind of answer he was going to give to that question.

“Because I don't want them to be”, he said and that is really not what I was expecting him to say.

I was expecting a lot of other things. Perhaps something about him pitying me. Something along those lines.

It sounded more right but instead he was telling me it was a matter of what he wanted. Why would he want me to be his wife? I still did not understand it.

“I told you to come to bed early.

Let's go. I don't know why you're sitting out here”. He said to me and I just shrugged my shoulders before I actually realized what he was saying to me.

What on earth was he talking about?

What do you mean he told me to come to bed early? Was he really talking about me and him sharing the exact same bed? I thought he meant I should just go to bed early.

“Wait, you do you mean that we are going to sleep in the same?” I started and immediately froze as he arched his eyebrows at me like I was saying something that basically made no sense to him as a question.

“What do you think? You think fiancés sleep in separate beds? Let's go to bed.”

He said to me before he grabbed my hand and walked me towards his bedroom. I was just following behind him like a statue and yet again feeling all sorts of tingles from his touch. When those things supposed to be reserved for my own mate.

When those sensations that I should have been feeling only around my mate. What was the meaning of all of this? How could he expect me to share a bed with him? I'd never shared a bed with a man before. Yes, I had tried to spend the night with Jacques several times before but he definitely would not let me.

He would stop me before I even managed to spend a couple of minutes with him. So most of the time I was all by myself. In fact, all of the time I slept all by myself.

I couldn't remember the last time that I shared a bed with anyone. It was probably before my parents died when I would sneak into the bed at night every single time I had a nightmare.

“I can't do this.”

I immediately said to him before pulling my hand away from his grip. Yes, I really could not do it. I could not even pretend that I would be able to do it at all because I could not lie to myself that much.

Before I figured out what was going on with me, I could not put myself in such risky situations. Was I really expecting him to touch me even if I wanted him to? What kind of question was that? I immediately shook it off my head and took a deep breath in before I said it to him again.

“ I do not want to sleep in the same bed.

Good night, Alpha Kane.” I said to him before I turned around and ignored the fact that he clearly wanted to say something to me before I did turn my back on him. I hopped into bed, the exact same bedroom I had my luggage in and I suppose it was some kind of destiny because my luggage was already in here and it was the exact same bedroom I had managed to run off into when he caught me in his shower.

So, it had to be my bedroom. If there was a place I would feel like home, it was probably it. Being all alone with him in a bed, I could not even imagine how that would even work out.

We were supposed to be cuddling, sitting separately and just not touching each other. Then what would have been the point of sharing a bed? That is something I really did not understand. Then I quickly let my eyes close before I rocked myself to sleep as I always did, humming a lullaby like my mother used to hum for me.

Sleep did not come easily, definitely not. I thought it would. I thought I was exhausted enough from this day to actually be able to fall asleep but I couldn't.

I tossed and turned and still could not find a comfortable position.