《The Alphas Unknown Daughter | ✓ (Rewritten)》Chapter Five
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My eyes fluttered open, my head pounding from the amount of alcohol I had drunk last night. The room still pitch black, a slight gap between the curtains proving it was still night-time.
A thin blanket was scattered over me, goose bumps erupting against my skin due to the lack of clothing on my body. I shivered a little from the coldness that swept my arms and legs.
I groaned from the headache that caused my eyes to be heavy, it was as if I had been trampled on by a herd of elephants. When my eyes finally realised that I wasn't in my own room, I looked around.
My conscience and the memories of last night creeping up on me, reminding me of the events that happened.
Laid besides me was my mate, he was lying flat on his stomach, his back muscles prominent yet relaxed as he slept, a small smile gracing his features.
I smiled, unable to stop the butterflies that filled my belly. Last night was unexpected but I held no regrets, we were mates and although we had mated, we had not fully sealed our relationship with marking one another.
I didn't think too much into it, I wasn't in a rush to be mated fully. With Gabriel being an Alpha, it meant I would become his Luna and that was a huge responsibility. We would both have control and authority over a large territory along with the duty and power of protecting a pack.
Gabriel unexpectedly shuffled a little, stirring in his sleep, manoeuvring himself into a more comfortable position. I froze for a moment not wanting to wake him up.
After a while, I moved myself closer to him as quietly as I could, my body shifting next to his, my eyes closing as I yawned. He unconsciously pulled me closer, tightening his strong arms around me, his body warmth and touch making me fall back to sleep.
It wasn't until a few hours later that I felt a shuffle on the bed, it dipped slightly as Gabriel stood up, I didn't take any notice and closed my eyes again but when I started hearing him move around, I sat up.
My attention was completely focussed on him, he had started to pull up his jeans and threw on his t-shirt. His demeanour made me pull the comforter over my naked body, covering myself. Feeling insecure and conscious.
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"Where are you going?" I questioned, panic and uncertainty laced in my voice. My expression utterly confused and alarmed at his cold and distant behaviour.
His eyes never met mine and he didn't utter a single word as he stepped out of the room, leaving me feeling distraught and on edge.
I pulled the comforter back, reaching down to grab my clothes, throwing on my dress as I clutched my shoes in my hand, racing down the stairs, following his lingering scent.
I had just managed to catch up to him, he was walking towards his car, only a few feet away from the door.
"Where are you going?" I repeated, reaching out for his hand. Our touch igniting the tingles that flowed up my fingers and into my arms, confirming our mate bond.
He stopped and turned to face me, his face stone cold and full of regret. My chest began to constrict, my heart palpitating painfully from apprehension. I already knew what he was going to say and do before he opened his mouth.
I swallowed the large lump in my throat, my eyes close to watering but I held it in.
"I'm leaving." He grunted, his voice void of emotion. He pulled my hand from his, backing away as he continued walking to his car.
"Why, I don't understand." I whispered faintly, dread consuming me. "We're mates Gabriel."
He stopped as he reached his car, his hands on the door handle, spinning round to face me. "I never expected to meet you so soon. I never imagined myself with my mate and I never wanted one."
His words sliced through me like a knife, my heart physically shattering into pieces. He didn't want me, he never had and never will. The only way this was ending was with a rejection.
Tears were pooling in my eyes, slowing falling down my face as I looked at him, my heart literally breaking. "If you leave Gabriel, I won't chase you. I won't fight for someone who won't fight for me."
I could feel my wolfs desperation, but I was determined to keep as strong as I could, I didn't want to look weak and I wasn't going to force him to be with me, even though it broke my heart.
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"Then don't." He concluded, his back now facing me, uttering his next sentence before getting into his car and driving away. "I, Gabriel Black, Alpha of the Black Moon reject you."
His rejection hit me instantly.
I couldn't breathe, unable to catch my breath as my chest heaved up and down, my stomach churning, unable to hold myself together as I watched his car speed down the driveway and away from me.
I couldn't even comfort my wolf, she immediately retreated to the back of my mind, prohibiting me from speaking to her.
I felt my lips wobble, my face scrunching up as I attempted to hold myself together but failing miserably.
I grabbed my phone from my bag and dialled Chloe's number, my hands shaking terribly as I pressed the buttons.
I didn't want to walk back into the house to search for her and I didn't want anyone to see me in this state.
Her voice sounded groggy when she answered, her tone slightly deeper from waking up. "Hello?"
"Please take me home, I'm just outside the house." I pleaded shakily, tears threatening to fall once again.
She seemed to sober up, her tone soft and full of worry. "I'll be there in a minute, just going to wake Elle quickly and we'll be down."
"Okay thanks, and please don't say anything to the guys, especially Dylan." If he saw me now, he would lose it and would want to hunt Gabriel down. His protective instinct would take over, and at that point I'd be unable to reason with him. I didn't need the aggravation right now, I just wanted to go home.
Less than three minutes later, I see both her and Elle exiting the house. Immediately finding me as I sat down behind Chloe's car wanting to be out of view of anyone leaving the house.
Elle grabbed me by my hands, pulling me up and into a tight hug and allowing me to cry without saying a word, simply rubbing my back up and down, attempting to sooth me.
Chloe looked sadly at me, grabbing my other hand, and seemingly understanding that I didn't want to talk about it. "Let's take you home."
I nodded, jumping into the car once it was unlocked.
She pulled out of the driveway heading in the direction of our pack territory. The car ride home was silent, no one muttering a word.
I settled my head against the window, closing my eyes, wishing my mind would think of anything but Gabriel.
A little while later, I felt someone lightly shaking me, I looked up to see Chloe giving me a small smile.
Over her shoulder was my house, I murmured a thank you before heading towards it, running up the stairs into my bedroom. I shut the door quietly, not wanting to create any attention.
I showered, my body felt dirty and used. I stripped off my dress and threw it in the trash along with my underwear and shoes. I didn't want anything that reminded me of this weekend.
I dragged my feet heavily towards my bed, curling up into a ball. Holding off the urge to cry, wrapping my comforter around me, wanting it to protect me and keep me warm.
But I couldn't control my emotions the way I wanted to; I couldn't stop it.
The silence seemed to make it worse, the only sound I could hear was my sobbing, the hiccups following.
A knock on my door had me turning over, forcing my body to lay on its side pretending to be asleep, holding my breath hoping the person would go away.
The door opened with the sound of it shutting soon after.
I felt the bed dip, Dylan's scent filling up the room as he pulled my body towards his, turning me around as he held me close to his chest. He just let me cry, my tears staining his t-shirt as he rocked me gently in his arms.
His anger was rolling off him in waves, but he remained quiet. His chest rumbling from aggravation and the intensity of it was unimaginable, I had never experienced Dylan this infuriated before.
But we stayed like that for hours, he just held onto me, not saying a word until I finally fell asleep. His presence providing me with comfort as I clutched his shirt tightly in my fists.
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