CHAPTER 2
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I accepted Andrew's rejection in other to save my life, but the pain that came with it was beyond any I've ever experienced.
It threw him off his feet and he fell into a corner of the room, clutching his chest.
Meanwhile, mine stung like swords pierced through all my limbs.
But the betrayal is more painful. It feels like my heart is being ripped apart.
Someone I loved to the point of waiting six years for him and turning down every man that came my way.
I can't bear seeing his face right now, so I choose to ignore the pain I'm feeling and get away from him.
I want to go somewhere very far from him. I want to cry somewhere so far that he can't hear me.
I wear my clothes on and make my way out of the room, the dim lights on the ceiling guiding me as I stagger through the corridor.
I blame myself for accepting to follow his apartment last night. I should have stayed back if I knew it was going to end like this.
In the huge two-storey Alpha's mansion, his flat lies on the second floor. The first floor is occupied by his younger twin and the last floor by the Alpha himself.
My cervix hurts as I take the stairs and lengthen my strides. He literally bruised there last night, expending all his pent up starvation on me.
Just for him to leave me miserable.
Tears gush out.
It's hard to take air into my lungs. Everything that happened is crystal clear in my head, but on pieces of a broken mirror, each so sharp as it pierces my mind.
“Hey,” a familiar voice calls from behind as I stagger down the stairs.
“Hey. Hold it there.” The voice, which sounds like Andrew's, thickens.
I stop, weakly leaning on the wall with my hands clutched fast to my stomach.
I don't think this pain will stop anytime soon.
My eyes are blurry but I manage to make out the masculine figure of Alex as he approaches me.
He's Andrew's twin and we barely talk.
“Vivian, what are you do—”
My wolf interrupts before I can hear the rest of his words.
“Mate!”
There's no f*****g way.
He looks shocked as well.
But I'm not about to buy this crap. He isn't my mate. He just can't be.
Andrew's twin? No way.
“Something must be wrong,” Alex blurts out.
“Yes.” I quickly agree. “Cause there's no way your brother just dumped me only for you to turn out to be my mate.”
“Andrew dumped you?” He becomes curious.
“Please, I want to be alone,” I cry. “I want to go to my room.”
“Mate…” my wolf persists and I clench my fists tight.
There's one silly thing about the mate bond. The way it pushes us into doing crazy things when we see our mates is unbelievable.
I search Alex's eyes for a hint that he is feeling the same thing. But he doesn't seem to.
However, he seems to be aware of how events like this play out.
“I'm not doing anything with you tonight,” he says. “I need to take you to your room and since you can't even stand on your feet.”
He effortlessly sweeps me off my feet and I land into his arms. Then he heads off to my room.
The pain of the broken mate bond slightly reduces as his body makes contact with mine while he walks.
“I need to understand why Andrew chose to dump you in the middle of the night and let you out of his room to wander all by yourself by this time,” Alex says like he's trying to figure something out.
“Something isn't right.”
“I dare not ask you, but I have to,” he says. “Is my brother okay?”
“Probably going through the same pain I'm going through,” I answer.
Alex has always been calm and assertive. It takes him just a second of closing his eyes to figure things out.
“No way,” he blurts out. “It can't be.”
“What?” I ask. I know he has already figured it out.
“You guys beat each other up?”
Maybe, I'm wrong about him being smart.
“No, Alex,” I sigh. “Your brother was my f*****g mate some hours ago until he rejected me. I'm going through the horrible ass rejection pain and it's killing me.”
“Hell no. You can't be serious,” he blurts out.
We get to my door and he pushes the door open with his feet.
He carries me to the bed and tucks me in.
“I'm going to meet that egghead and find out why he would do such a stupid thing to you,” Alex declares.
“Please, let it be,” I croon.
He sighs. “How can I? You look so miserable.”
My lips are tied up and I feel so much pity for myself. Maybe, I should let him do what he wants to do for me.
“Uhm,” he mutters, sliding his hands out of his pocket. “I don't really know how this works, but if I'm really your mate, I hope this helps ease the rejection pain.”
He walks up to me on the bed and presses a kiss on my lips.
My hand sneaks up to the back of his head and pulls him deeper into the kiss.
Like magic, the pain of the rejection suddenly vanishes. But the pain from last night's s*x is still there. And the most heart-wrenching pain from being betrayed by Andrew still sits in my mind.
I watch Alex as he walks away.
“Mind you,” he says without looking back. “I have accepted our mate bond.”
His words take me by surprise and I feel a warmness in my chest.
Maybe I've ignored the one with a better heart all this time just because of the one I found more attractive.
He closes the door and I listen to his steps vanishing from the corridor.
When I don't hear anything else, I whisper to my pillow.
“I accept you, Alex Harden, as my mate…”
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