The Alpha's Rejected Mate

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Chapter 14

Cade had done a Kaiden and had disappeared for two days. He wasn’t even on pack grounds apparently. The other night Liz, Brent, Kaiden and I had gone out to celebrate my newfound engagement. It had been so much fun, but last night all I could think about was Cade. Where was he?

If I could go back to that moment when I questioned where he was, I would. Because it seemed that as soon as I mentioned his whereabouts inside my head I felt the pains. He was having sex. I couldn’t say I was surprised.

“Ah!” I screamed in my sleep, clutching my stomach as sharp, cramping pains began to pierce my stomach. As another series of stabs wrecked my body I begin to cry, the tears streaming down my face.

“Scar?” I heard his voice, but I couldn’t see him. “Scar, what’s wrong? What’s happening?”

I opening my mouth to answer, but I couldn’t even speak without a scream leaving my mouth, blocking out the words. I take a deep breath, but it doesn’t help. It is then that I realize I hadn’t been feeling these pains in a while. Not since I’d arrived. Which meant he hadn’t been having sex, not even with his ‘mate’. Even though I’d still been doing the dirty with Kaiden, he hadn’t.

Did this mean something? That maybe he stopped for me? Because he still wanted me? I didn’t have the answers to the majority of those questions and I didn’t think I ever would.

I let out another yelp as the last of the pains left my body after what felt like hours. I could finally look up and when I did I saw tears streaming down Kaiden’s face. “Kaiden? What’s wrong?” I ask, confused as to why he’s the one crying when I’m the one who had to go through all that pain.

“It’s because you had to go through all that pain that I’m crying. God, I’m a pussy, but when you started screaming and I saw that I could do nothing to help I felt so useless.” He sucks in a breath. “I wish you didn’t have to go through that. Why is it still hurting you if he mated with that other girl? It shouldn’t be hurting anymore.”

“Its probably because he hasn’t actually marked her. I kind of deserve the pain though. We’ve been having sex all the time since we got here with no concern for the agony it’s giving him. Maybe now he’s decided I’m going to be on the receiving end of that pain.”

“Come on, let’s just try and get back to sleep. It’s been such a good day, we don’t need to ruin it any more than it has already been.” He sighs, resting his head back against his pillow.

“Alright. I love you.” I whisper before closing my eyes against the tiredness I feel.

“I love you, too. Dream sweet dreams now.” He murmurs before kissing my forehead so reverently that I felt it all the way down to my toes.


I woke up with a sore body and I hadn’t even had sex. But someone else did. Obviously he was enjoying himself wherever he was, but with that I promise myself not to let any more thoughts of his drift through my brain. And if they did I’d make sure they went through one ear and out the other.

Pushing back the covers of the bed sheets, I notice that the spot next to me is empty. Kaiden had told me he was getting the pack up early for a training session. I was supposed to be a part of that session, but when I looked at the time on the clock I dismissed the idea of joining them. It would have been long over by now. I’d even missed lunch and I never did that.

When I walked into the kitchen in a singlet top and panties I didn’t expect to see anyone standing there and cooking up scrambled eggs covered in cheese, bacon and parsley; my favourite meal in the whole while world.

“Hey, I thought you’d be hungry and I know this is your favourite so I thought ‘Hey, why not?’” He didn’t turn around, but smiled to himself. But with a sudden thought, his head jerked up. “I mean, if this is even your favourite meal still... We haven’t seen each other in a long time since we last shared this together, so I have no idea.”

Standing before me was the one person I’d said I would not think about today. Yet here he was, clad in basketball shorts and a white wife-beater, cooking my still favourite meal. I answer him with a simple: “Yes, it’s still my favourite.”

“Not that it matters, but it’s still my favourite. Do you remember how we got this—now very traditional meal to me—going? It feels like forever ago.” He says eyes glassy with wistfulness.

I laugh at the memory. I’d been so young, probably only five or six. Cade was a year older than me and his mother had taught him how to make scrambled eggs because he loved them so much.

“What you making, Cay?” I ask him, still not able to say his name properly. I don’t know why, but I always have trouble with words that have a ‘d’ in them.

“Hey, Letti, you want some scrambled eggs?” He asks, a smile on his face as he looks at me.

“Yes! With that stuff that mummy puts on it... Par—parsey...parsel?”

“Parsley?” He replies, as his eyebrows rise in amusement.

“Yeah, that stuff. An’ some cheese!” I exclaim in excitement.

“Ew, why would you ruin scrambled eggs with cheese?!” He exclaims back.

“It ’oesnt ruin! It makes it better!” Shaking my head back and forth.

“Alright, I’ll make you a deal. I’ll have cheese on the scrambled eggs if you have bacon on yours.” He lips pull wider because he knows I don’t like bacon. But for cheese I’d gladly do it.

I nod in agreement as he pulls my to his side, rubbing my back in circles and I feel loved.

Smiling at the remembrance of our ‘special’ scrambled eggs. After we tried it we both declared it the best meal ever and it became both of our favorites. We were so young and happy. Then Cade’s mother died when he was fifteen and he became this kid who didn’t care anymore.

A sidle up next to him and watch as he sprinkles parsley over the eggs. Picking up a handful of cheese I add it so it can melt in while it’s cooking.

“I already put some in.” Cade tells me.

“Not enough.” I say, smiling up at him.

After a few more minutes we are sitting next to each other at the bench top and are happily munching on our food.

“I’m sorry I was mean to you all those years ago.” Cade suddenly murmurs. “I know I kind of struck out, mainly to you, when my mum died. Alex was strong enough to ignore it, but you I actually hurt. I’m sorry for that.”

“It’s okay. You went through a rough patch. We all do.” I sigh, missing the relationship we used to have.

“I’m sorry I rejected you, too.” He adds. “You I never thought you were fat, or ugly, or lazy. To me you were perfect, but I didn’t think I deserved you.”

My heart melts at his words. It was good to know that he didn’t reject me because of those things and I knew he was telling the truth. “It doesn’t matter now.”

“Yeah,” he mutters, looking at my ring finger, “Congratulations.”

I bring the hand to my chest and rub the finger that holds the ring. “Thanks. So... did you have a good night last night?” I gasp, just realizing what I said.

Cue the awkwardness.

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