The Rejected Alpha

Chapter 30

I don't know how but I managed to fall asleep last night.

And let me just tell you it wasn't a peaceful sleep.

Far from it.

I could see that the sun was already high up in the sky because of the light that shone through the thick blue curtains.
I was in Damon's room.

I think I woke up like two hours ago but I was still lying in bed.
I couldn't find it in me to actually get up.

Utterly confused is not even close to how I feel right now.
I just couldn't make sense of anything.

Everything that happened last night and the past month feel like a blur.

What on earth is happening to me?

Scenes from last night keep flashing in my head.

Why was he chained?
Why did he come here?
Why did he kiss me?

But more importantly why did I kiss back?

Oh you know why you kissed back.

Shut up!
It felt like a dream at this point.

If it hadn't been for Marcus last night, Damon might have marked me.

Actually marked me.

He probably would have come to his senses this morning though and killed me.

So... maybe its a good thing it didn't happen.

But I couldn't help feel that little pinch of disappointment.

What if he had marked me? Would that have finally made him like me?
Or just made things worse?

So many things were happening.

Worst of all, I had my nightmare again. Its just that this time it was more vivid than usual.

And my heart was still racing, I don't even know what it means.

So those were the thoughts basically going through my head at that moment before a knock was heard at the door.

I kept quiet in hopes of making the person believe that I was still asleep and so that they'd go away.

The person had other plans

"Adriane, I know you're not asleep, I'm coming in." And then my door opened and in walked Latifah.
Huh, I thought I locked that door.

She entered and then she smiled at me and walked over to the bed.

"How did you know that?" I asked her.

"Know what?" She asked me looking a bit puzzled.

"That I wasn't asleep."

Her eyebrows rose a bit and she made an 'oooo' sound and smiled.

"Dear, I could hear your heart beat from the kitchen, it was far too rapid for someone who is supposed to be asleep." She paused, a crease forming on her brows, "In fact it is far too rapid to be normal at all, if I may ask is there something bothering you?"

She asked me as she sat at the edge of the bed taking one of my hands into hers. She asked the question with so much concern that I actually almost found myself willing to tell her.

Almost.

"Did you have a bad night?" She asked cocking her head slightly.

I nodded.

"A bad dream?"

I sighed and nodded again.

"What was it about?"
And then I explained my dream to her.