Rejected Mate

Chapter 10

I need to know

Louis' POV

"Knock, knock" Harry said as he knocked on the door and stepped inside. "Can I come in?"

I think you are already in, but since you asked, sure come in." I sassed.

Harry shook his head and smiled. He took his seat next to me, just as he did for the past few days. I have been awake for a few days now, and I start to feel better every day. Harry also visits me every day. I am not sure if I am healing because of the good care of the doctors or Harry's visits daily.

I hoped I could stay here, and I got a feeling I would be staying here. Harry hasn't really spoken about it, but in the way he talks it gives me the idea of a future here.

If they are so nice to rogues I hope that maybe someday I will see Dylan and Cole again, and I can ask them if they want to stay here too.

I remember that I thought I smelled them at the border of Crescent Moon Pack, I should ask Harry if he knows the routes rogues usually travel across the borders. Maybe there is a way I can find them.

But somewhere deep down I know that I will never see Dylan and Cole ever again.

Harry had asked me just to call him Harry when we were alone. He said because he was tired of being called Alpha all the time. But I think it has another reason, and it is something I feel too. Every time I called him Alpha, I felt something stirring in my stomach. And I saw Harry's eyes darken every time I said it.

So he must feel the feeling too, and the "tired of being called Alpha" is just a lame excuse.

"Uhm, I talked to the doctors, and they said I won't take long for you to be completely healed, meaning you will be free to go after you get released from the hospital." Harry said while looking at me with his bright eyes. He looked at me, as if he wanted to see right through my soul.

"Oh, yeah about that.... You know I really am tired of being a rogue.....i just want to be part of a pack again, and since I don't have Dylan and Cole anymore."

Harry had heard the story of Dylan and Cole when I was in a coma. So I don't know if he remembered.

"But you don't know where they are, so you would be without protection. I was wondering...." Harry sighed deep and run his hand through his hair.

Was Harry acting nervous now. I almost giggled when I saw him struggling. "Would you uhm...."

"Alpha, can I stay here.........?"

"YES" Harry answered me a little to fast and loud. I giggled at that.

Harry looked at me with a serious face and said, "You have to tell me what happened to you, because if you don't want to talk about what happened to you, we do have a problem. I have to explain to the council why I took you in. So you have to be honest with me on how you became a rogue."

I knew I was over that fuckface and I would never want him even if he begged me. But being rejected is something so horrible that even though I had peace with it, my body still hurt when I was confronted with it.

"I was kicked out of my old pack because my mate rejected me. And my mate happened to be the pack leader, so he could do what he wanted without consequences."

"Oh, that is awful Louis, nobody deserves that, especially not you. How could he not want you? You are the most perfect omega I have ever seen?" I blushed as soon as I realised what I said.

"He had decided he needed a girl and not a, and I quote "Not an abomination of a man that can bear children."" I tried to keep myself calm and act cool so I shrugged and said, "It's his loss anyway."

"It still hurts every time I think about it, and talk about it. But in some way I learned to accept how I feel. I will not kill myself because of a little pain, all because my supposed to be mate is an Asshole of an Alpha." I started shaking and did my best not to burst out in tears.

"What was the name of your pack Louis."

I realised that he would know who my mate was. There were annual parties, and from what I can remember Moon River Pack shared that tradition. I would be surprised if Harry's Pack didn't participate in it.

I looked up and felt like Harry's green eyes pierced straight into my soul.

"Moon River." I mumbled while I tore my eyes from his' and played with my fingers.

"That son of a bitch." Harry whispered.

I guess he felt I didn't want to talk anymore, and I felt he knew exactly who Jonathan was.

Harry told me I could leave the hospital very soon, but that the doctor would give me the exact date, and that he would show me my room in the packhouse as soon as I was back on my feet.

Harry stood up and stroked my cheek with the back of his hand. The electricity I felt was so obvious, Harry must have felt this too.

And judging by the look in his eyes he totally did.

My own room, in the packhouse. In some way that numbed the pain of talking about Jonathan. Or was it Harry touching my cheek? I felt I got a second chance here. And a good one at that.

I don't know what is going on with Harry, but I need to figure that out soon. Because there was some sort of attraction I couldn't explain.

I mean it is not normal that I wanted to crawl into his lap all the time he was talking serious things about the pack and all. I hope I didn't make a fool of myself.