Another Rejection

Chapter One continues....

I peeked behind Mason and almost fainted. My father pushed Mason out of his sight and took up the side of the door, mumbling. He was trying, I could see, not to lose his rage. "What are you doing?"

I replied, "She came onto me," and she got up. "Alpha let me explain, she's pregnant and I-"

Now is the end, I bowed my head. Heffa had to get everything out. I closed my eyes for a few seconds before opening them. If this hadn't been a dream, I couldn't have had two partners. I wasn't sure if I loved the other person or if she loved me at all, but I knew I loved one. However, that proved to be untrue, and I'm now pregnant.

I will be shipped. My father walked into my room and gingerly took a seat on my bed, asking questions. "Pamela, is this true?" Yes, Roxy is not the love of my life. Mason is my love. I knew he would never want children, so I kept the pregnancy a secret from him. Dad, I was terrified." I broke down in tears. He simply stared at me.

At this point, I broke down in tears and cried, "I need my daddy, I could use a hug right now." I apologize. He leans in slightly. He spoke with such power that even though I knew it would kill him, "I'll give you till sundown to leave my sight, my pack, forever."

"Who will be your Alpha?" I inquired. He shook his head and, without looking at me, Mason strolled in. He gives Mason a short glance before informing me, "He will be my new Alpha beginning as soon as you go."

My heart was suffering since this was not happening. I'm not going to tolerate it. "So you would throw out your daughter!"

"You didn't wait until marriage to have s*x with a lady and then miraculously produce babies!" He yelled.

I answered, "There not her, its Mason!" with entire honesty. He said, "Then you two need to speak," and departed after a few interval of quiet.

**

I asked, "Could you kindly excuse us, Roxy?" while we were headed out. She stayed quiet. Mason did not flinch as he turned to face me.

"I was a parent to be for two months and you tell me now?"

"I swear I didn't know, I realized I didn't have a period and got the test,"

He's dropped his arms to his sides. I had the good fortune to be watching this lovely man with gigantic arms that flailed in the heat. "I realise you know what I'll do if you're going to reject me," I said with a sigh. "Not you, Pamela I'm not just bewildered. You know that I've never desired children, but you're pregnant."

"Then just leave it be." I shook as I muttered. With a grunt, he finally turned to face me. With anguish in his eyes, he questioned, "You know I love you right?"

I was trying so hard not to weep in front of him that my voice was trailing off. "It won't matter," I asserted. It was hard at first when he held my hands and looked me in the eyes because I was so weak. However, I shook hands with him.

With his teeth biting into my wrist, he said, "Pamela Gina Kings, I reject you with every fiber of my being." I let out a yell of agony, but this time it was different—it was a lament of death.

My wolf, my spirit's demise.

It was over in my life.

Mate less Roxy mumbled, "I'm sorry for making you lose everything," when we mate the next day, but I disregarded her. I was too distraught, to be honest, to talk to her or anybody else. She was so discreet about her involvement in my life that I was unable to even acknowledge her. How I wanted to turn her down.

Rather of going outside, I remained inside packed and sobbed for hours into Leah's chest. She attempted to lighten the situation, packing some of my stuff, but it was too stressful, too dismal, for anything. I was leaving behind the lady who had reared me after the loss of my mother.

Was this really all that was needed for one small, meaningless kiss? Not to mention that Mason hit me—how was I ever meant to know that I was expecting a child? Alright, I know I sound silly right now. Okay, I'll admit it—this isn't all me! Mason was also breaking the law when we had slept together prior to getting married and dating.

I disliked this legislation and this institution, hence I was pleased to be free.

"How are you feeling?" my wolf replied, concerned. Still, this was a first. My wolf would be there to support me at this tough era of my life, if nothing else.

"It feels like garbage," was my pessimistic reply. "Well, your day won't end poorly because of this. Let me just clarify this, however. You've lost everything since your boyfriend left you, your father despises you, and you're trapped with a woman who kissed you. Furthermore, Leah, your mother figure—may her soul be blessed—you will be saying farewell. Furthermore, to top it all off, you are terribly pregnant."

"Thank you"—how sluggish did she seem? Was I not merely conversing about this nonsense? I'm upset!

The craziest thing she said was, "You know you never named me." "Well what would you like your name to be?"

"It doesn't work like that; whatever you pick I will love."

"How about pain in the ass?" I made a joke. "Not funny," I whispered. I stopped laughing and truly thought about it. I drifted off and slept for a time. This term needed to be flexible, adaptable, or something like.

Hello, Lola! My thought was to burst out of my profound dream and into my subconscious, where Lola was waiting for me. "Princess," Leah muttered, giving me a slight nudge. "I love it." When I wake up, it's dark.

I held her and opened my arms, despite her feeble voice, as she cried into my chest and whispered, "It's sundown." She continued, "I want to come with you," and I choked down my tears as well. "I will always be with you, don't worry I will always be with you."

She held my cheek and muttered, "Your mom would be proud of you," with her head up. My little baby, you are who you are. I love you and I always will."

"Mom would be proud of you taking care of her little girl."

Taking away my misplaced tears, she murmured, "And I would go to depths of hell for you." I only offered a nod and pushed my forehead tightly into her neck, clutching on for dear life. I felt sad to let her leave.

"Hurry Pamela, we don't want to cause anymore pain," Roxy says softly. I release Leah gently. "I love you," "I love you too,"

I get up and put on some special, move-resistant clothing. It was a leather jacket, shoes, and black pants. It also looks wonderful with a white bracelet and tank top. I arranged my hair into a bun. "You look good, princess—I mean, Pamela," I turned to look at Leah.

I hugged her farewell and made my way to the door, waiting for Roxy to move aside so I could get one last look at Leah.

**

I turned and went past the deserted square, following a human-shaped Roxy. After a time, I encouraged her to board and get my belongings. Not complaining, she went with us. I persisted until we approached the border.

I responded, "Pamela, whenever you're ready," but I continued to ignore her. I gazed at the visual force field.

A voice from behind me remarked, "It's new; your father passed the law a few hours ago," as I turned around, disappointed to see Mason. The idea is to more efficiently regulate who enters and departs." I turned around again so he wouldn't see my sad expression.

"Are you making sure I leave since you’re the Alpha," I replied. "That and I wanted to see you before you left."

"All right, so...I dropped down one note for Tyler and one for your dresser. Yes, I did leave one for Leah and my father. I desperately need them to read it for themselves, so make sure they all receive theirs. I should definitely leave now." I stepped back in response.

Mason whispered, "Wait," and I got a brief glance at him in his human form. His mouth opens, but it's evident to me that he won't speak anything. I was his closest buddy for a reason, however. I just wanted to get out of there because I was so weary of him.

I mumbled, "Goodbye, Mason," and proceeded without considering him. A faint sound reached my ears, but by then I was starting to go through the thick wall. I made it past despite my problems, and as I did, thunderclaps and dense clouds appeared.

I hurriedly raced away and didn't look back.

Mason's point of view Seeing my buddy on the other side, I felt as if she had disappeared forever. And as soon as she went, I grew craving for her to come back. She never even glanced back at me. All I could see of her back then was her tail twitching in the breeze. Subsequently, she vanished.

And so were my spirit, heart, and intellect.

Roxy's pack

We were exposed to Roxy's group over many weeks. She indicated that it was solely on this side of the hill. It wasn't very huge, even though it was pretty far away. Upon rising, I felt uncomfortable. I could hear screams and growls.

I observed a group of grey, brown, and black wolves. I started to flash my fangs and growl while leaning against a tree. I rose up on all fours and towered over them while they screamed back. They did not fade, although their little retreat.

A flash flashed in front of me, killing the brown wolf just as I was going to engage in fight. I saw the wolf, crisply black and charred. Though he was dead, his corpse was utterly destroyed. When I glanced around, it was dark.

A growl erupted from the right side of the tree, deep and ominous. A wolf emerged from the tree. The wolf looked to be fire that had devoured her. She was a lady, and she approached us with ease. Her fur was like fire, and her black eyes made the earth burn wherever she walked.

She was incredibly hot and radiating heat. She had to be warmer than most people when she was a human. She glanced at me and bowed. "It's me, Roxy," she cried, changing into a blazing ball. Her transition surprised me.

She shot fire on the two captives and snarled at the wolves, making the howling of the wolves cease. I felt my pulse beat from being connected to the tree. She flicked her tail, glanced up at me, and returned to her usual red-furred wolf shape. She was looking agitated.

I grin and say, "Let's go, can you go human?"