The Shadow Alpha novel Chapter 30

I could hear whispers around me, but the voices held no definition above the throbbing in my head and body.

‘There’s something I didn’t miss.’ I muttered to Shadow who cackled at my pain.

If you’re wondering; yes, I have done this before. Once during my two years away at a pack in Australia, I came across a girl who had been rejected by her mate and every time that he mated with another, she felt excruciating pain.

Though nothing matches up to what I felt when I held onto Christopher, something told me that his mate was only claimed by another wolf, but also completed the mating process and if he didn’t accept her rejection soon, he would eventually turn feral due to the pain or even die.

I had to speak to him and make sure he understood the implications of not accepting the rejection, it would hurt and he would feel empty inside, but wolves survived with the loss of their mates.

I groaned and sat up rubbing my temples to ease the pain, I looked down only to find that my hoodie and sweatpants had been removed and I was once again in the tank top I went to bed with the previous night.

The tension in my head eased up with the gentle pressure of my fingers and soon enough the haze cleared up enough for me to pinpoint each and every person who was in the room, I was once again acutely aware of my pack and surroundings.

My family and friends surrounded my bed with worried looks painted on their faces. In hopes of easing their concern I sent them a reassuring smile and just like that the apprehension left their features.

“Baby girl, how are you feeling?” She asked in her soft motherly tone that I loved so much; I leaned into her touch and smiled.

“I am fine mom, everything is okay, you don’t need to worry about me.” I added looking around the room locking eyes with everyone.

Jake pulled Rosie closer into his side and smiled at me, “You had us worried Allie cat.” I smiled guiltily and glanced down in shame.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. It’s just… Just he was in so much pain, I couldn’t see a pack member like that.” I looked up at them pleading with them to understand.

They were all quiet for a moment before Papa Jamie sighed and met my eyes, “Allison, we understand why you did it, but this isn’t your fight. Christopher chose to not accept his rejection.”

This puzzled me; I was confused as to why he would do such a thing. I looked towards the group who were gathered in the corner of the room for answers. Ivy looked to the others debating whether or not she should tell me, they all sent her a look and she shook her head silently indicating that it was not her place to talk about it.

“Is he awake?” I asked and they shook their heads with a similar defeated look on all their faces.

The mixed emotions I was feeling coupled with the earlier trauma my body endured suddenly turned to anger. I felt my eyes growing hot, but the last thing wanted was to fight with him, especially in the state I was in. So I ran.

I jetted out the room, ignoring the strange looks and surprised gasps I got as I shoved people out of the way, I ignored the voices calling out my name and I dashed out of the pack house, into the forest.

My senses were heightened as I searched for any imminent danger or wandering pack members, picking up the scents of a few of warriors whom I assumed to be the border patrol I took off in the opposite direction, towards the West border.

I shifted mid-air, ripping the little clothing I wore to shreds and ran at the speed of lightning, pushing myself harder than I ever had before.

I could still feel the burning pain of rejection, even though Devin had accepted me as his mate I could still feel the underlying pain of being rejected and I had no idea why. Every book that I’d read regarding mates and the mate bond said that the pain of rejection only goes away by accepting the rejection or the rejected mate being accepted by their mate once again.

Something was terribly wrong and I had no idea what it was.

I guess I’ll have to find out.