All Chapters of Rejected by Her Alpha Mate: Desired by Another : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AMAYA'S POV I ran out of my room, down the stairs and towards Damian's room.“And where do you think you are going after causing trouble?” Nelly gritted, blocking me. “I'm sorry and I will apologize again if you want me to but right now I'm in a hurry–”“Damian isn't in his room,” she said, unmoving. “Where's he?” I asked, panting. “Why do you want to know so bad? And besides, you don’t have the time to ask for him when you need to serve your punishment–”“I’m sorry and I will accept my punishment whatever it is but I'm in a bit of a hurry right now.” I turned and dashed out. First, I checked the meeting hall building but Damian wasn't there. I didn't know where he was but I would find him. I would find him and I would ask him why… why he bought me despite having to lose in the deal…why he always saved me…why his closeness made my heart flutter… why he was there last night…how he found me in the club…I could hear the racing of my heart. There were so many things I wanted to ask

As the days grew, Amaya felt her wolf gradually slipping into extinction. Before, she at least communicated with her even if she didn't shift but now she rarely spoke back. And with every passing day, she feared that one day her secret would be out in the open for the world to laugh at her and mock her. The stigma that someone wolfless was associated with was painful. Especially for someone like her. She had heard how much Damian detested wolfless people. He said they were weak and did not deserve to live. The realisation that he would look at her with hate and disgust made her stomach twist.She sighed and plopped her head deeper on the pillow. Her mind drifted to earlier in the day. Her conversation with Damian had quickly tensed up. She had crossed a line she knew she wasn't supposed to cross and Damian hadn't taken it lightly. And again he had brandished the killer instinct in him. Damian was cussed and it didn't matter who it was, once he was in that fury, he could kill anyone.

AMAYA'S POV “Wait here,” Amaya said, helping Lucius to the pavement of an abandoned house. She started to leave and he tried to stop her, eyes clouded with uncertainty. “I won't be long,” she assured him. Some minutes later, she returned with some herbs. Squeezing them in between her palms, she made a mixture with it and began to apply it on his injuries. She could feel him watching her keenly as she silently tended to his wounds. He softly grasped her hand. “Don't stress yourself. They'll heal.”“Still you should at least apply something.”“Amaya…” he ventured gently. “I'm sorry…I shouldn't have acted that way in your presence.”She sighed, the last glimpse of Damian's face she saw before walking off with Lucius flashing her head. She wondered what he was thinking at that moment, if he hated her more than he already did, if he would… She shook her head pushing the thoughts away. “Why did you provoke him? You know he can't hold back.”“Come with me, let's go home,” Lucius said sof

AMAYA'S POV The surface of the stream glistened as sunlight filtered above it. Its gentle flow seemed to whisper unspoken words. By the edge, Amaya sat. She could barely see the flow but she knew it was flowing. At least that's what her science teacher told her. Whoever thought to include the stream or to let it be while the house was built did a great deed. It was like a storm inside her and she had taken a sudden yet much needed walk and stumbled upon the stream. If she knew there was such a place in the mansion she would have taken this walk a long time. She reached towards a small pebble beside her and threw into the stream. The stream protested with delicate splashes eliciting ripples that extended outward. She stared at the ripples with somber stillness, her expression pensive as though the ripples mirrored the turmoil within her. A strand of her hair fell and she tucked it back behind her ear and inhaled. She had never felt so many contrasting feelings in one day. What was

Tommy was brought to his knees before the Alphas. His hands were tied behind him and his head bent. “Tell us Tommy, who killed the Seer of Balus?” Damian demanded with authority. Tommy slowly raised his face. Lucius shifted uncomfortably on his feet, steeling himself as he dreaded Tommy's response. Deep within he knew he was not guilty yet a part of him trembled because he knew that one wrong word from Tommy and his life would be threatened. He tried to mind link Tommy but it seemed Tommy was refusing to listen. “What do I get in return?” Tommy questioned. “What?” Alpha Balus blurted in sheer anger. Furious, he marched forward and gripped Tommy's neck in a bid to choke him to death. “You want a reward huh?! How about your head for it!”“Balus!” Damian roared. “Hold your peace,” he warned before turning towards Tommy again. “Remember you are still my prisoner, Tommy. Now I'm gonna ask you for the last time, who murdered the Seer of Balus? I need a name.”“I know who…I will tell you