The Rejected Alpha

Chapter 63

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The car ride from the airport to the pack lands was long and silent.

Damon sat silently staring out the window.
I sat silently, staring at my fingers and occasionally, him.
I really didn't have much to say.
I still felt... ashamed, embarrassed.

I risked everything for... nothing.
I could have died.

But they didn't care.
They still probably don't.
And they never will. Not anymore.
My own family. They turned their backs on me.
Without an ounce of guilt.

I tried to blink back the tears that were beginning to form in my eyes.
I couldn't let them fall, otherwise they wouldn't stop.
Looking back at it, it was a stupid move.
I did it out of impulse.
I wasn't even thinking straight.

Obviously.

I just thought that, maybe they called me because they needed me, wanted me back.
But they just wanted to save their own asses.

They called me to save them but who was supposed to save me?

Damon.

And he did.
He actually flew out of the country to find me.
He cared enough to fight for me.
I turned to take a peek at him.

He was still staring out his window. Watching the landscape pass by in a flash.

Marcus and James were in the front seats and the partition screen had been rolled up separating us from them.

I sighed.
His face was blank but his jaw was tight and his hands were slightly fisted. Whatever was running through his head at the moment was obviously agitating him.

I watched as his chest slowly rose and fell with each breath that he took.
I almost cost him his life.
His men got injured.
He left his pack to travel miles away from home.
He left Latifah.
He could have died!

And yet he still came.

I tried to stop my heart from warming up.
But it still did.
He came.
For me.

For me?

Someway somehow he's always there. Even though he doesn't exactly show it, he cares.
I really believe he does.
But I don't know why he won't let me in.

The thing is, am I even trying to get in?

After everything that has happened in my life I still can't bring myself to hate him. I don't want to hate him. Not anymore.
I knew I had feelings for him, but I couldn't really define them at the moment.

I don't know who or what authorised my hand to move out and touch his but it did so anyway.
He stiffened slightly under my touch.
"Thank you." I whispered. I wanted him to know that I was grateful.
Then I slowly pulled my hand away again.

He still hadn't said anything, and I didn't think he was going to.
But after a few seconds, he turned to look at me.

He stared at my hand that was still resting close to his and then looked back up at me.
He nodded. Short and curt. That was all the response I got from him, but it was enough for me.
A smiled slightly as I turned and faced my window again.
Watching the trees whiz by.
Very soon, we'd be back home.

Home? Home.
Home is where my family is. The ones who have accepted me just as I am, the ones who love me for me.
I wondered what I was going to tell them as I thought about Mavis and Rose. Would they have even noticed my absence?
Wait, I have been gone for...