The Rejected Mate

"Um. You know that, um-uh.” Courtney stutters out and she is nervous, this only happens when she is hiding something or lied about it.

"Spit it out Courtney, I asked you a simple question.” I tell her curious to know whose baby is this. "It's Damien's and Emily's, Okay? Honestly, I thought you would figure it out already, I guess not!" Courtney says and looks at me with a wary look almost like waiting for me to burst out crying.

My wolf whimpers “mate has a child’.

I felt pain and a deep hollowness within me. I had hidden it well during the past two years and it hit me all at once. Knowing that he has moved on caused me more pain than I would have liked. I thought I would never experience pain like that again, since I have been numb to it for the past two years. The pain that I was not good enough for my own mate and hollowness for the void his rejection had caused me.

Looking down at those stormy grey eyes just like his fathers, I feel like I have been left out on a huge part of what my life should have been and at this moment I loathed him for rejecting me. Tears prickle my eyes, but I keep them at bay, since I am now a pro at hiding my emotions.

I look up at Courtney and ask, “What his name?".

"Elijah, Elijah Blackwood.” Courtney says proudly as he is the future Alpha of our pack.

Usually when a werewolf and human mates, their offspring is most likely a werewolf as werewolf genes tend to dominate. These offspring have great control over their animal side and instincts which is a plus. Children born of both parents being werewolves, tend to act on their animal instincts, which are not a good thing most of the time, as their human side is over shadowed by their werewolf side which is the dominant one.

I look down and smile at Elijah, who stares right back at me with his gorgeous grey eyes. I say "He is going to be a great leader one day." Courtney just smiles and nods her head.

I almost forget about something that I have noticed but forgot to ask her.

"Courtney, where is Emily and why haven't I seen her yet?" At this Courtney stills and gives me sad look.

"She passed way about one year ago, when she gave birth to Elijah. The doctors said that she was physically and emotionally drained.” Hearing this, my heart breaks.

Sure, she was my mate's choice of Luna and my best friend. That does not mean I hate her. In fact, I do not hate her at all. 1am sure that if Emily had known that Damien was my mate, she would never agree to mate with him in the first place.

"Oh" is all I could say.

"She figured it out you know." Courtney says and I give her a “what do you mean look’ and she continues.

"She figured it out after two months into her pregnancy. He became more closed off than before and used to viciously torture the rogues and even innocent lone wolves. He and Emily always used to argue even after she found out she was pregnant. She was really happy.

Even Damien was happy but there still was a rock in their relationship. She eventually figured it out that he had found his mate and had rejected his own mate for mating with her. She somehow found out that it was you. Since your departure, he has been this way. She tried to reach out to you, but was unsuccessful. In a way, she blamed herself for the rejection”.

A lone tear escapes my eyes hearing this. My leaving had created even more problems.

"How has he taken the news of her passing away?" I ask her. I was wanting to know his reaction. "He has been quiet most of the time. Only replying when needed. He looks after Elijah when he is not tending to his pack duties. Usually the mothers of the pack look after Elijah when Damien has to attend important meetings. Elijah has been some sort of saving grace. Damien has not gone on a killing spree since his birth and is gentle when things come to his son.” She replies.

"He would have been a great dad to our pups’ my wolf voices out her opinion and I block her out. Nothing eventful has happened since knowing that my mate has a son now.

It is nighttime and I am awakened from my sleep to the voice of someone crying. I think it is some pack members in need and follow the voice. I am surprised no one has woken up hearing the cries. I am standing in front of the same blue door which I had passed through to get to Elijah this morning. I open the door and find him trying to climb out of his crib with tears streaming down his face.

I rush towards him and pick him up in my arms. His tiny hands fist my shirt. I sit on the floor and rock side to side with him in my arms.

I sing to him.

"Silver light

She turned her face up to the starlit sky

And on this night began to wonder why

She knew that soon the day would come

Born to be

An heir of beauty and serenity Into this

world she entered quietly

To her surprise she was the one

Destiny was close behind her

Phantom of borrowed life And the sea was

a reminder.

Mirror of given light".

He stops crying after a few minutes and when I look down, I see he has fallen asleep. I decide that I should put him back in his crib.

I place him safely into his crib, trying not to make any sound, fearing that he would wake up. I tuck him in and place his blankie over him. Feeling eyes on my back the whole time I turn around but found no one.

“Hmm, weird’ I think