The Rejected Mate

"No, I am the bestman" a new voice joins in on our conversation and my body stills hearing his voice, I close my eyes and turn towards the direction of the voice, all the while praying that it's not who I'm guessing it is be to, I open my eyes and my hazel brown eyes meet grey ones.

Great, I'm doomed.

I turn towards Courtney and flash her an “I'm going to kill you’ look.

I shoot daggers at Courtney with my eyes. “We're talking about this later’ I mind link her and she visibly gulps.

I turn towards Damien and look at him with a blank face, I haven't seen him after that day I found him practicing his extracurricular activities with that she-wolf, whom my Wolf's wants to track down and rip her head off.

He states at me with those steely grey eyes of his and I don't back down. The tension in the room increases as it's considered a disrespect to stare at an Alpha directly in the eyes. I could care less now, Alpha or not. I think to myself.

Our staring competition is interrupted by Darius, the Third in Command or The Delta as we like to call it. "Alpha, you have an important call from one of the Alpha's of the neighbouring pack” he speaks to Damien and Damien nods his head in reply while still staring at me.

He shoots a final look in my direction and leaves the room, followed by Darius who shoots a quick smile my way and smile back at him.

It feels like all the tension in the room had been gone with His presence and my body visibly relaxes as I sigh.

"What was that about?" Courtney snaps at me and I almost forgot about her presence. I narrow my eyes at her tone of voice and reply "what was what ?".

"You know what I'm talking about, are you out of your freaking mind staring at an Alpha directly in the eyes means you are asking for a death warrant" she practically sighs and I stay quiet not replies she seems to understand this and shakes her head side to side while muttering something along the lines of “being a stubborn ass".

I almost forgot the reason I was close to loose my head and my anger returns and I ask her * why didn't you tell me earlier that he's going to be the best man???" I snap at her and clench my jaw afterwards.

"Well I'm sorry okay, I was going to tell you. And it was Alex's idea to ask Damien to be his best man" she replies with a nervous look on her face awaiting for my reply. I sigh knowing that is not her fault that Alex doesn't know about Damien and I being mates, and how he rejected me.

"It's Okay, I understand" I reply and she smiles at me with gratefulness.

(Next Day)

I'm walking towards my room while holding Elijah with my right hand and his bottle containing the baby food with my left, I hear loud music playing from the direction of my room and I scrunch my face in confusion 'I didn't leave the speaker on then who did", I think to myself and decide to check it.

I peek through the half open door and I wasn't prepared for the sight that greeted me. To say I was surprised would be the understatement of the century. I look at the person in front of me as if he is a deranged animal, I look towards Elijah to find him looking at Matthew like he is an alien from another planet and I mentally agree with him 'me too buddy me too’.

Matthew is wearing a honey-blonde wig that belongs to Courtney that she had worn for one of the Halloween parties, the wig reaches his shoulder and dare I say he looks terrible in it, the speaker is playing the song "Who Runs The World by Beyonce’ while he twerks with his back to us. Wait, scratch that he's not twerking he's trying to twerk but failing miserably at it by simply moving his butt up and down in the air.

My eyes widen the size of golfballs with mouth wide open gaping at him like a fish out of water. I fear that I might catch some flies in my mouth or that my eyes may fall out of their sockets.

I snicker under my breath when Matthew attempts to twirl almost stumbling in the process. He face towards the direction of the door where I'm standing with his eyes closed and hands in the air as if he's a celebrity.

I decide to burst his bubble by saying ,"Quite a show you put on their, Matthew" and his eyes snaps open and looks at me with a “busted’ look on his face, his mouth hangs open with eyes the size of golfballs and I burst into laughter seeing the comical look on his face.

He recovers and responds me with "Whatever" and flips the honey-blonde wig like the true diva he is.

I enter the room while placing Elijah's bottle on my table and carry Elijah towards my bed so I could lay him down. I place him on the bed while barricading him by placing pillows all around him so that he doesn't rolls over and falls down.

I hear some rustling noises and turn to see that Matthew has discarded the wig on the floor and has now opened Elijah's bottle cap and is drinking the baby food that I had prepared for him, my mouth drops open for the second time in the past ten minutes.

" Matthew" I hiss at him, "Place that bottle down now" he opens his left eye to look at me and continues with his action. I cover Elijah’s ears with both my hands and shout at the idiot before me "MATTHEWW!! YOU FAT ASSED HIPPO! KEEP THAT FUCKING BOTTLE DOWN RIGHT NOW" I seethe and I swear I might be throwing fire balls at him if I could.

Matthew stills and does a one eighty degree turn to stare at his rear end while still clutching the bottle in his hand and he shrugs to himself and turns towards me with a smug smirk on his face which I wanted to claw it out and says "Ha! Your just jealous that my ass is bigger than yours” and I gape at him.

"Did you just call me flat assed?" I question him with narrowed eyes. "Nooooo" he replies with an innocent look on his face and then says "Maybe" and smirks at me again.

My face burst into red with anger that I run towards him and tackle him down towards the floor and the bottle is long forgotten. Matthew is taken back by surprise when I tackle him down as he was not expecting me to do it, so I decide to grab the opportunity and tug at his hair and shout "How dare you , you you- chicken butt,” Matthew tries to pry my finger off his hair while chuckling at my weak insults.

"try something new" he says and I tug at his hair again and reply "You are an IDIOT" .

Our wrestling session comes to an end when we hear giggling to find Elijah sitting upright and looking at us with a smile on his face.

Matthew being the sucker for babies, decides to go towards Elijah and pic him up " Hey there little guy, do you know me, I'm Uncle Matthew" Elijah looks at him and cracks a smile at him and says "Idiot" with an innocent look on his face.

I burst out into full on laughter by bending over my knee and slapping with my arms, while seeing the surprised expression on Matthew's expression. "Ha! You deserved it" I say and walk towards the discarded bottle on the ground to refill it up.

I'm too busy standing on my tippy toes and try to reach for the bottle of baby food and fail miserably and I curse at the lack of my height. I didn't notice the presence behind me until they are directly behind my back and reaching for the bottle I've been trying to for the past five minutes with ease.

I turn around to find Damien standing there with the bottle of baby food in his hands and places in on the counter.

He places both his hands on side of the counter that is pressed behind my back, I could literally feel his minty breath on my neck and I crane my neck to look at him to find him looking at me with a hard look.

My heart beat increases almost like a tattoo against my ribcage at the close proximity. My wolf growls with approval at the nearness with her mate.

"You smell like him" he says through clenched jaw while grinding his teeth in a painful way.

He lowers his head and buries his face in to my neck and place both his hands on my waist, a shudder passes through my body at the contact and small tingle zaps like electricity at the touch.