Nervous

Venessa's POV

It was a long flight but soon the plane touched down at Texas airport. It was bustling with people. I took in the new smells of the place. This was going to be my new home. I got down from the plane and walked into the receiving point. People were out with cards to welcome their friends and loved ones but I was alone in this cruel cold world. There was no one to love or welcome me. 

I hired a taxi and headed to a cheap hotel. There was no way I could buy a house with the little money I had on me. I needed to work in order to afford a place for myself and my child. I rubbed my tummy to comfort my growing baby. I was going to do everything I could for him or her.

 The hotel was fairly comfortable and I had some space to think about what had happened to me so far. I held my head in my hands and images of the garden came flooding back to me. My heart ached in sorrow and betrayal. I had loved a monster but he didn't even give a damn about me. What kind of life had I been living? The moans if the lady with him filled my ears and I closed my ears with my palms in a futile attempt to block them out. My head was literally spinning and I thought I would throw up. Immediately ran to the bathroom and washed my face with cool water. I looked at my reflection and saw that my eyes were swollen and miserable. I was a complete mess. It felt like it was only just yesterday that I had spruced myself up, looking forward to a romantic dinner with my mate. I was a fool to believe that he would ever see me that way. And the thought of them getting rid of me so they could have my baby was disheartening. No one was goyto raise my child. It was going to do it myself with all the love and care in my heart.

I exhaled and dropped my head sadly. My heart was on the verge of shattering but a few fragile strings were still holding it in place. I had to be strong for my baby. I couldn't let him go through the stress I was going through. He was going to have it better in life. I went back to my room and recounted the money I had. It was enough for a few nights in the hotel and for some food. I would use the spare time I had to find a job. It might not be good paying but at least it would give me enough money to keep me off the streets and probably, I could find free accomodation.

I lay on the bed and stared at the plain ceiling. I was starting a new phase of my life. I had always dreamed of being free but now that I was free, it felt strange and foreign. I was so used to having Rogan yell at me and now, not hearing his voice was different and the silence was chilling. One would expect me to get a goodnights sleep but sleep was far from me.

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Alpha Rogan's POV

I was nervous. Never have I been under such pressure. How come I didn't know that Venessa was my mate? How long had she known? I was probably why she was so kind and loving to me though I treated her like trash. My heart sunk in my chest. I wanted her. The longing was so strong because of the mate bond. I stayed awake looking at the sky hoping it would reveal some mysterious sign to tell me where she was. My countenance bothered Jaycee. She was not having any of it.

"I thought you said that you didn't love her? That she was–what did you call it–a contracted wife. Why are you suddenly all over her?"

I was angry and lashed out against her. I was her Alpha so she dared not to resist me.

"Don't you ever even think of calling her a contract wife again. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes My Alpha," she said trembling with a low bow. She had never seen me this angry before. Immediately, I dismissed her and was finally left alone with my thoughts in my room again.

"Venessa," was all I could mutter to myself. She was my mate and was carrying my flesh and blood. As much as a mate was wanted, I needed an heir. I needed a son to take over my legacy and if it was a girl, she would become the most feared female leader and warrior of the pack but sadly, none of that could happen unless Venessa was found. I looked at my empty bed. It was going to be cold for the night. I closed my eyes and I realized that I yearned to have Venessa in bed with me. Maybe I didn't admit it before, but she was much sweeter that Jaycee and I hadn't been able to explain why for a long time. I thought it was just how I probably felt but now I knew that it was more than that. No, I had to find her. I couldn't let her go. A mate, a worthy Luna was vital to every pack and mine wasn't going to be left out. 

Soon I heard a knock on my door. I yelled a harsh 'come in' and a servant holding a dinner tray came in.

"My Alpha, your dinner is served."

"Put it on the table over there."

The servant meekly obeyed and dropping the hot, steamy food on the table. He bowed to me and then left. My chef was a wonderful cook and always out did himself when it came to my meals. But my mind was so troubled that not even the tempting aroma of the food could lift my spirits. The only thing that could cheer me up was if Venessa could magically reappear in my presence. There was so much I needed to make right with her. She had truly suffered in my hands. Even I couldn't blame her for wanting to run away.