CHAPTER FOUR
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~Luna~
He smirked mischievously before moving close to me.
“The only thing I feel for you is between my legs.” He pointed to his trousers.
Damn he was hard as f**k, the imprint was as clear as day. A thrill went down from my spine to my core.
I couldn't come up with words. I just want it please, just give it to me.
He approached me stealthily and I fell to my knees in an instant. He grabbed me by my neck and pushed me against the wall, gently.
“Say my name.” He demanded whilst planting kisses on my neck.
Ahhhhhh I'm melting. My core oozes continuously.
“Romaan.” I called his name in a very seductive way.
He turned my body to face the wall and pressed his against mine.
Yes yes yes, please I want it.
Ahhh he went in directly, finally!
He gave strokes that went on and on and on and on, until we both reached our climax. I released all over his manhood and shivered for about a minute.
“Yeahhhh.” He sighed satisfactorily.
“On a more serious note, Roman. Do you feel something for me?” I asked sheepishly, I managed to get myself under control.
“Absolutely not. You came back here yourself didn't you? Because you couldn't resist me. The only reason I'm engaging you is because of the mate bond and to satisfy my urges, nothing more.” He bluntly answered my question.
My heart clenched as he dispersed those words, to him I'm apparently just a toy.
“But I have feelings for you, Roman. You are my mate.” I lamented, my eyes were starting to swell with tears.
He was unmoved, stoic to the core.
“You will only make me vulnerable and weak. I have a pack to lead.” He coldly replied and went into the bathroom.
He was right. I overheard some of the Beta males talk about Roman's impulse action earlier on Alpha Elian.
“But but but……..” I tried to explain how I felt but he hissed and left me in the room.
I blinked back the tears that wanted to force its way out. At least he's still my mate. There is still hope for me and the love I have for him.
I got up my feet and returned to my room.
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It's been weeks now and Roman didn't pay me any attention. He pretends as though I don't exist. I was all alone. I also noticed all the other pack members were beginning to avoid any sort of contact with me.
“Are you the rejected one?” a pup asked out of nowhere.
“Shelby!!” A woman in her late thirties and her pup walked by me as I was returning from the supermarket.
Rejected one? How?
My heart began to race and the groceries began to vibrate as a result of my shaky hands.
I dropped the groceries nonchalantly on the kitchen table and began pacing to and fro in my room.
I can't take this anymore, I'm confronting Roman.
I stormed into the chamber where he was having a meeting with the Elders.
“Roman! I demand an explanation. Why all these?” I blurted out with fury as I barged into the chamber.
“How dare you?!” Tristan yelled.
“I'm not here for you. You servant!” I retorted angrily and more furious.
Everyone including Tristan was in shock.
“Let her speak her mind.” Roman finally spoke after staring quietly at everyone.
Of course I'm going to speak my mind and more.
“Why have you been avoiding me? And why is everyone calling me the rejected one?” My voice was infused with a lot of emotions.
A weird look took over everyone's faces and they all averted their eyes from me.
Wait, do they know something I don't? What the hell is going on?
“I have rejected you publicly, Luna and now I'm going to do it to your face.” Roman declared.
“I, Alpha Roman, reject Luna as my mate. Get out of here.”
I must be dreaming, this definitely has to be a dream. I literally gave up my life so I could get close to him and now he's rejecting me.
“This is some joke right.” I still didn't want to believe it.
“Who's the servant now? Fool! Guards get her out of here.” Tristan roared.
I was ushered out of the chamber like a thief, I broke down and sobbed like a child. I tried to compose myself but I just couldn't. My wailing echoed throughout the walls of the mansion and I was made a laughing stock in the mansion.
“I don't deserve this, I really don't.” I whispered to myself as I crashed into my room and buried myself into the softness of my pillow.
A knock came from the door.
I ignored but the knock became more consistent, I got up and wiped off the tears because they had blurred my vision.
“Yes?” I asked as I opened the door.
“I'm Hera.” The figure with long flowing white hair and black long dress, responded swiftly.
Hera? I've heard that name somewhere but I can't just quite recall. She must be the packs witch, I mean she's literally dressed like one.
“I'm the pack healer. Sorry about the rejection, can I come in?” she requested.
I nodded in agreement and we both sat on the bed.
“Can I get you anything?” I managed to ask her despite my stiffened nostrils and teary eyes.
“Not at all. I'm here because….” She replied.
I didn't allow her to finish her statement, I started wailing profusely, again. She patted me on the back and hugged me warmly.
I squeezed in on the hug, I really needed it.
“It's alright dear. I came here because I saw a pup in you when you ran to your room.” She explained, withdrawing from our warm embrace.
A pup? What the hell is this woman saying? I didn't eat a pup, how on earth would a pup be inside me?
“Pardon?” I was so confused.
She smiled broadly before replying.
“Yes, a pup. You are pregnant, sweetie.”
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