The Rejected Mate

Six months, six long agonising months of not knowing when he was going to wake up. He has been in a comatose situation for six months, six months since he said uttered those three words I had waited so long to hear, but he left me, just like others.

Exhaustion and tiredness was a constant thing in my life. These months have been so painful to survive. I couldn't feel his wolf at all, making me more scared than ever. My wolf hasn't talked to me in months. So, I was basically wolfless.

The memory of that day is still vivid in my mind. Damien was immediately rushed into the pack infirmary. I had screamed down the whole place, asking the doctors and nurse to immediately operate on him, scaring everyone since my wolf had been in control, making them worry that I would snap any second

Everyone in the pack practically knows that I and Damien are mates, putting the pieces of the story together.

I haven't left his side once apart from taking showers in the pack house and barely nibbling on any food. I keep waiting for him to wake up.

My heart literally stopped beating when I thought that I had lost him when his heart had stopped beating for a few moments, to say that I was scared shitless would be an understatement. They had to infuse my blood into him, hoping his mates blood would heal him quickly.

I probably looked like a ghost with my cheeks sunken in, pale skin and chapped lips. I didn't feel the sparks anymore when I touched him, I was probably depressed to say the least. Matthew checks in on me occasionally, but I don't talk to anyone much. Occasionally giving one worded replies.

Elijah would ask for his “Dada’, to which no one had a reply to, leading him to cry. Sometimes I would walk him around the clearing which Damien's mother had turned into a garden years ago. Calming us both, and providing a few moments of solace and peace.

I was currently sitting beside Damien's hospital bed with my head down and hands clutching onto his, never letting go.

I feel a hand being placed onto my shoulder, making me jump. Turning to my side, I find Matthew looking at me with worry.

"Hey" he says

"Hey" I answer back.

"There is something that I need to tell you" his words make me scrunch by brows in confusion at him.

"About what?" His eyes move towards Damien.

"Him" he answers after a few moments, sighing."somethings he never told anyone.”

Why would Damien tell anything to Matthew in the first place?! I question myself. As far as I knew they both didn't have that much of a friendship to begin with, maybe one that of mutual understanding, but that was it.

"You remember the first time we met?" He questions me out of the blue. His questions confusing me more.

I remember the first time we met, how he plopped out of the woods, saving me from the rogue. His straight forwardness had creeped me a bit at first.

I nod my head at his question.

He clears his throat.

"Damien was the one to send me" he says, with his hazel eyes trained on mine.

"What? How's that possible?" I shoot questions at him. How could Damien be the one to send him? No one apart from Courtney knew about me leaving, and I was sure she wouldn't rat me out like that, especially to Damien.

"I had been keeping track of you for a few days before you decided to finally leave” that makes sense.

"But how do you both know eachother? And why would you help him in the first place?"

"Damien and I met at the Alpha training camp a few years ago. We weren't the best of friends. Kind of like acquaintances. He had once saved my mate from the rogues. Guess I was just returning a favour and plus I got to meet a beautiful girl like you." he winks at me making me let out a small laugh.

"How did he know for sure that I would leave?"

"Do you honestly think that a sane person would stay behind to watch their mate get married to someone else? And this is Damien we're talking about. He's always one step ahead" Matthew answers back and I nod my head in reply. Finally things making sense.

"But why would he reject me in the first place?”

Matthew sighs, pinching two fingers against his forehead.

"Look it's not my place to say, but since you deserve the truth I'm telling you this, but I'm not sure for myself." He again speaks up after a few moments of silence "he doesn't wants you to end up like his mother alright. Being an Alpha’s mate isn't easy, and a powerful one at that. I have first hand experience in situations like this" he shrugs his shoulders, his eyes turning sad thinking about his mate.

"You make enemies and they would stop at nothing to destroy you, even if it means killing off one's mate" he continues.

I wasn't happy with his explanation, yeah I know there are enemies waiting for you in the every corner of the way. But him rejecting me didn't stop me from hurting. It wasn't a good thing to dwell on the past when you are not even sure what your future has in store.

"Why wouldn't he tell me that?" I ask myself aloud.

"He didn't want to, I had questioned him once but he said that he didn't want you to know about any of this. He isn't type of guy that would let you know about his good deeds, he'd rather bottle everything up untill everything blows back into his face" that is what exactly Damien would do. "Just don't give up on him."

I nod my head.

"Thankyou for telling me" I was really thankful for having him around.

He just smiles in reply and pulls me into a hug. We pull back after a few moments.

"I'm leaving in two days" at first his words shocked me.

"I thought you were staying?" I ask him dumbfounded.

"Naah, I don't think being in a pack is my scene anymore" he replies back with a small smile playing on his lips.

I feel sparks run throughout my body as I feel hands running on top of my head, smoothening my hair. I was sleeping beside Damien's unconscious figure, but the feeling of someone touching me had woken me up.

My head snaps up, I blink in disbelief as I take in the sight before me.

Damien sitting upright in his hospital bed, with a small smile on his lips.

I blink further, thinking that I'm dreaming.

"Hey" his voice sounds deep, probably because he hasn't used it for months.

"Damien?" Tears cloud my eyes with both happiness and sadness.

I lunges towards him, forgetting about his stitches. “oomph’ sound leaves his mouth causing me to apologize.

My hands circle around his neck as I bury my face in his neck, I sob into him.

"I thought that you would never wake up” my voice is muffled because of my face being buried into his neck. I inhale his earthy and musky scent in, calming me.

"It's okay" his hands rub circle around my back.

I pull back with me straddling him, we both stare at eachother. Taking in eachothers face. Staring at his eyes, makes me realise who much I missed those pretty eyes.

"When did you wake up?"

"A few hours ago” he answers back, why did no one wake me up?! I question myself. I was upset that I couldn't be there when he wake up.

As if reading my thoughts he replies "I asked them not to wake you up, you seemed tired and exhausted.”

We sit in silence for a few moments, just lost in our own thoughts. My mind flies back to the conversation I had with Matthew a few hours ago...

Clearing my throat I ask him something that had been constantly circling my mind for the past three years but I never had the guts to ask him the question yet.

"Can I ask you something and will you answer me truthfully?”

"what is it?" He asks me with confusion marring his face, his brows furrowed into a frown.

"Why did you reject me?" His looks away when the question leaves my lips, his jaw clenching with unreleased tension.

Finally I hear him heave a sigh after a few moments.

"I was afraid" he speaks up making me perk up at his words.

"Afraid? Afraid of what?” Now it's my turn to be confused.

"I just didn't want to lose another person.” He clears his throat, looking extremely uncomfortable. "I was always under Roman's threat. Since the day my mother got killed by his pack of rogues.” His voice thick with emotion while speaking about his mother. "He had threatened my mate's life even before I found out who she even was...and that scared me more than I'd like to admit. So rejecting her, you.. felt like the right choice back then.” His eyes meet mine, regret swimming in those grey eyes.

"Even though my life was threatened, you didn't have the right to reject me. I didn't even have a say in the matter and I was your mate! Hell, you didn't even know me properly." I shot back at him, infuriated and angered, yet oddly I understood his reason. But that didn't stop me from feeling angered.

He winces at my words.

"I know, and not knowing you made it easier for me to reject you and I'd thought I will finally drive you away if I mated with your bestfriend" and it was true, he did drive me away. I was actually ready to fight back for us when he broke the news of his and Emily's marriage which initially drove my wolf crazy.

"Emily being human kind of helped the situation, since we couldn't be soulmates with humans it was clear to everyone that Emily wasn't my mate. I thought maybe her love would be enough, maybe I could settle with her and let you go." His voice was just a quiet whisper now. Barely audible to human ears.

My mind laughs internally at the messed up situation. A human could never replace one’s soulmates place. The pieces just didn't fit together. You don't paint silver a gold color and expect it to be gold. No, things don't work like that. The gold colour will eventually fade away with time and show its true color one day. Just like that you can't expect a human to come in between two soulmates, who were paired by the moon goddess herself. Nature doesn't work like that. Even if the rules were tweaked, nature always finds a way to balance things out. Even if it meant that someone had to die inorder to restore the balance.

"I- I'm sorry for everything” a tear escaping his eye, rolling down his cheek. I wipe it off, rubbing circles on his cheek.

"Matthew is leaving tomorrow morning, and I've decided to go with him" I suddenly declare. I didn't want us to play around words anymore, eventhough I understood his reasoning for rejecting me, I couldn't get over it so quickly. Wounds take time to heal, and the scar takes even more time to fade away or sometimes it just doesn't.

I didn't want to jump to any decision when I was feeling so conflicted with my feelings and emotions.

Damiens face immediately falls at my words. A broken look takes over his features.

"You're leaving?" He asks, his voice a broke whisper with his eyes glistening with tears

This was the most vulnerable I'd seen him and I hated to be the cause of it but this had to be done. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I sigh with exhaustion.

"I just need sometime to think about things, Everything...and I promise you I will come back one day, I don't know when, but I will." I reply and he just stares at me.

I look at him for a few moments to see if he would resist and ask me to stay back. But his actions shocked me initially.

He nods his head in reply, letting me know he understood and I was so grateful for that.

"Goodbye Damien” I say with a sad smile on my face.

I turn around and walk away, heading towards the door. I don't get a reply back but just as I'm about to exit through the door a small voice whispers back.

"Goodbye".