Chapter 115
Chapter 115
It is funny to see them tongue tied because the alpha is here. I know he helps with their training occasionally, but maybe he isn’t as interactive as I thought. I sigh, stand and turn to head in,
I’m getting cold, even with Alpha’s body heat right next to me. I don’t even know why he’s here, but clearly the wolf part of him likes me more than the human part of him. I wonder if Alpha took over and brought him here.
I can feel him, Bennet and the other four warriors following me. It feels like having stalkers that are really bad at the covert part.
No one talks or makes a motion to walk next to me. They all just trail behind, it’s so weird. Once we make it back to the packhouse I head towards the office I have been using, shrugging off my coat leaving it on a bench in the entryway.
I have one more final to turn in. I’m basically done, but I haven’t had the motivation
to really put effort into completing it. It’s a valid reason to walk away from all of them. That is, if they ask, but they won’t.
Bennet and the guys stop in the foyer and do whatever they do while I wander around the house, Alpha keeps following me, silently. As I walk the last stretch of hallway, I make my decision, I should at least give it a try.
I have been studying all of the books the former luna kept in here. There is a lot of history on wolves, the Moon Goddess, pack dynamics and mates. I found out how to reject a mate and nothing in any of these books says a human can’t reject their wolf mate. I might as well get it over with while he’s here.
I move towards the couch and table that is covered in my stuff and look out the window. I didn’t really have a plan in place, but if this is my last look I am going to make it count. I take a deep breath and let it out slowly as I turn around. Alpha is just sitting there, in the center of the office. I think he’s looking around, but without facial expressions, I can’t really tell what he’s thinking.
“I don’t even know if this is how it works, but here goes.” Alpha tilts his head. That expression I understand. I’m not making any sense. I can feel my heart breaking and my eyes well up. It’s just words, but they hurt. “I, Kennedy Matthews, reject you, Ryker Tryn as my mmpf p>
“Don’t finish that sentence.” Ryker growls in my ear as a single tear drips from my eye and down his fingers. He somehow shifted and got his hand around my mouth before I could complete the rejection. “Why would you say that? How do you even know how to reject a mate p>
I scrunch my eyebrows, sorrow replaced by irritation, and look at him in my best ‘you’re a moron’ way while his massive hand is still secure around my face. He doesn’t move, just keeps staring at me, so I gesture to the wall to wall shelves of books and roll my eyes.
“Why? Did you find someone else?” Does he sound disappointed? I tap his hand on my face and raise my eyebrows again. “I’ll let go, just promise you won’t finish that… sentence p>
I let out an irritated breath and roll my eyes again, but nod. Fine. If he wants to talk we can talk…for about five minutes before I punch him in the hypocritic teeth. Oh yeah, there’s the fire I need.
He lets me go slowly and steps back. “Give me just a second to get some shorts. Don’t do anything or go anywhere.” He steps backwards towards the door like I am a tiger ready to pounce. Not an incorrect assumption.
“I got you covered boss.” Josh steps in the open office doorway, shorts in hand. Ryker’s head whips around.
“When did you get here?” I ask, not very nicely.