The Rejected Mate novel Chapter 13

He stops when there is an inch of space between us and dread fills my features when I hear the words leaving his lips.

"Who was he?" With a dark look on his face

I stay quiet contemplating whether I should tell him. I open my mouth to say something but I'm cutoff by a new voice.

"Serenity, Wha- What are you doing here?" Matthew is standing at the door looking like he ran a marathon with his tousled hair and crumpled up t-shirt, his question directed at Damien

Damien has a angry look on his face when he replies "None of your business, pup".

Hearing the pup word has made Matthew mad. Alpha's don't take lightly to be insulted and being called a pup, that's a big no-no.

Matthew takes a step forward and says "Actually it is, Serenity is my Girlfriend, so it is my business, Alpha" saying the last word in a taunting manner which makes Damien more Angry.

Both of them are chest to chest, glaring at each other, "She doesn't need you" Damien says through clenched jaw.

"Oh, let her decide for herself" Matthew replies and both of their heads turns towards me for an answer. I panick inside not knowing what to do. Although Damien might be my so called mate, Matthew had been there for me everytime I needed someone by my side.

I avoid Damien's gaze knowing that he's staring at me through those piercing grey eyes of his. A few moments passes like us in the same position and I lift my head and speak, breaking the silence among us "Matthew".

Matthew smirks at this and I look towards Damien to see some emotion like hurt crossing through his eyes for a fleeting second, before it's gone . Which honestly confuses me, why would he be hurt?.

Damien looks furious now and shooting a last glare at Matthew and a look my way storms out of the room.

Matthew walks towards my bed and sits on it and quietly ushers me towards him knowing that I neede this form of comfort without breaking the silence, he pulls me onto his lap. I usually shy away from intimate things like cuddling but Matthew loves it. My body immediately relaxes in his hold because of the familiarity it brings. I lay my head on his shoulders as a support and heave a sigh thinking about random things.

I don't if anyone would understand the type of relationship Matthew and I have. Have you ever felt a bond with someone which consists of not only love, but comfort and understanding. Although we're dating and if we were to breakup we would be still remain bestfriends and be there for eachother through thick and thin.

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Next Day...

Matthew and I had become bored sitting in the room watching random Netflix shows.

"Hey! Let's go for a run" Matthew speaks up while looking through the different shows and I nod my head in reply.

I pluck the knife of the paper but using my shirt to cover my hands as I do so, so that it wouldn't burn my fingers due to the silver, I tug at it for a few minutes and I'm finally able to pull the knife out. I open the folded paper and my breath hitches the moment I see the words scribbled on the paper with blood and what has me shaking was the name, that I haven't heard in a long time.

' Found you, my dear daughter.'

- RI

I almost turn around and attack the person behind me, when I feel their hands on my shoulder. I turn back around and see Matthew who has put on a pair of shorts and is shirtless looking at me with a worried look on his face.

"What is that" he asks me curiously while I'm still coming to terms with the contents of the letter, I show him the letter.

"A letter" I reply shakily my voice almost a soft whisper. Matthew's brows are crunched together with confusion "from whom?" He aks me again not able to understand the 'RI' on the bottom of the letter and I know that there's no escaping this time from my past.

" From Alpha Roman Ivanovick, also my biological father " I reply and take notice of the shock covering his features but they suddenly turn deadly when he remembers the name I told him.

"Fuck" He grits out and takes a step towards me with a dark look on his face and I take a step back in fear, I've only ever seen him with this look on his face when I met him for the first time three years ago when I asked him about his mate, his eyes are black meaning his wolf is in control.

"Matthew, what happen-, why are you-?" I'm immediately cut off when his wolf growls and grits out "He killed my mate" and this time it's me who is shocked with this new piece of information.