CRAVING MY REJECTED MATE - CHAPTER 31&32
Niylah’s POV
(feverish kisses)
I couldn’t help but feel consumed by thoughts of Henry. The rejection still lingered, and it seemed like the bond between us was unbreakable. Maybe it was just overthinking, or perhaps it was because he was the one who took my virginity. Wh@ťěver it was, I knew deep down that it wasn’t the mate bond.
I had promised myself that I would confront him tomorrow, take legal action if necessary. And yet, here I was, standing in his house, maybe even inside his room. Who knows?
As soon as he closed the door, a surge of determination washed over me. I couldn’t believe I was still wearing the gown that had been stained with blood. It was a constant reminder of the pain and vulnerability I had experienced, I quickly took off the cloth and tossed it on the floor.
Although it was my first time in his house, I couldn’t ignore the familiar path leading to the bathroom. I turned to face it, hoping to find some solace in the running water.
But just as I was about to take a step forward, the door swung open with a force that made my heart leap out of my chest. And there, standing in the doorway, was Henry. The astonishment on his face mirrored the shock and disbelief I felt in that moment.
It was as if he had made another grave mistake, and the regret was etched across his features. Within a split second, he slammed the door shut, and I could hear his footsteps fading away as if he was running away from the truth.
It took me a few minutes to gather my thoughts and come back to reality. I hurried into the bathroom, hoping that somehow it would erase the image of me from Henry’s mind. My breath was heavy, and I could feel the heat radiating from my bare chest. I could swear my cheeks were flushed, displaying my embarrassment and shyness.
“Why Henry of all people?” my mind kept pondering. If it wasn’t Henry, then who could it be? I mentally scolded myself for not locking the door as soon as he stepped out. I walked over to the bathtub, feeling like it was the first time I had ever seen one in real life. Usually, I only saw them in movies.
I cautiously stepped into the bathtub, my body still trembling from the earlier encounter. I sat down, letting the coldness of the water envelop my entire being as I closed my eyes. My mind was filled with thoughts about what had transpired between Henry and me. I still couldn’t believe it. I felt incredibly awkward now, thinking about how I would face him tomorrow.
Yes, I know he was the one who took my virginity, and that alone fuels my anger towards him. Naturally, I can’t help but h@ťě him. My thoughts shifted to Alex, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he would be alright. Even though he’s a wolf who can protect himself, as an omega like me, I still worry about him.
After enjoying the soothing sensation of the water for a moment, I stood up and grabbed one of the towels hanging nearby. I wrapped it around my body before stepping out of the bathroom and making my way back to the room.
As I took a moment to admire the room, I couldn’t help but notice how spacious and beautifully decorated it was. The bed seemed to be calling out to me, tempting me to just crawl in and sleep. But then it hit me—I didn’t have any clothes to wear. Should I put on my wet and dirty clothes again?
Curiosity got the better of me, and I walked over to the bed and sat down. It wasn’t like I had many options other than to ask for help. But who could I ask? Henry, who had just seen me without any clothes on? No way, I would rather sleep naked than ask him for a favor.
Just as I was about to lie down on the bed, I heard a sound at the door. My heart nearly leaped out of my chest until I realized it was just a knock. I cleared my throat softly before speaking, my voice barely audible, “Who is there?”
“It’s me, Henry,” I heard his voice, and my heart skipped a beat while butterflies fluttered in my stomach. “Wh…at…are you…here for?” I stammered out, my voice filled with nervousness.
“Just wanted to let you know that you can find a dress in the closet, just a top would be enough,” he said. I was completely taken aback. I never expected that from him. I thought he was just a self-centered person who only cared about himself.
“Thank you,” I said, standing up and walking towards the closet. As I opened it, my mouth dropped in awe. The closet was filled with different types of clothes, designer pieces that I could never dream of touching.
I continued searching for what to choose when Henry’s voice boomed again, “I’m sorry for what happened earlier. I didn’t mean to barge in like that,” he apologized. I pursed my lips. Who did he think he was? Did he really believe a simple apology would solve everything? “If you don’t mind, we can have a drink,” he added, trying to make amends. I smirked.
“Thanks, but I’m not interested,” I replied, finally picking a hoodie to wear. I slammed the closet door shut and let go of the towel around my body. My eyes widened, wondering if he would barge in again like he did before.
Phew! I quickly closed the door and put on the oversized hoodie. It practically reached my knees, but at least it was comfy and roomy. I let out a sigh of relief and turned back to face the bed. I couldn’t resist flopping onto it – it was so fluffy! I rolled around, spreading out and gazing up at the ceiling.
I couldn’t help but think about Alex. If only I had a phone, I would’ve called him just to check on his well-being. I can’t shake off this worry I have for him.
Then it crossed my mind, should I reach out to Xandra instead? Is she awake or still asleep? With that in mind, I hopped off the bed and walked towards the door. I cautiously opened it, only sticking my head out. I scanned the area, hoping Henry wasn’t still in the living room. Luckily, he was nowhere to be found.
But now the question was, how would I find Xandra’s room? Maybe I should just explore a bit and see what I can find.
I froze in place as I heard someone ask, “Where are you going?” I turned around slowly and saw Henry, who was sipping on a drink in a place that seemed like a mix of kitchen ingredients and alcohol. It was a strange concoction, to say the least, it was pretty.
After clearing my throat, I stood up straight and replied, “I’m heading to Xandra’s room.” Henry furrowed his brow in response.
“Why? Aren’t you comfortable in my room?” he asked, setting down his drink on the table.
I blushed, my cheeks turning red as I recalled the awkward encounter between us. “No, it’s not that. I just need to ask her a question,” I explained.
“Alright, her room is over there,” Henry pointed to a door, and I nodded in gratitude. Without wasting any time, I hurried to the door, knocking twice before pushing it open and stepping inside.
Xandra, who was already lying on the bed, looked up and asked, “What are you doing here?”
“Oh, I’m here to ask for some help,” I said, feeling a bit nervous. Xandra raised an eyebrow, clearly curious about what I needed assistance with.
“I don’t know if you can help me, but I was wondering if you could put Alex on speaker. I want to talk to him,” I explained, my voice shaking slightly. Xandra smirked, and I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in her mind.
“Why? Do you have feelings for him?” Xandra asked, catching me off guard. I was momentarily speechless. “Don’t fall in love with Alex. He’s dangerous, and you’ll end up with a broken heart,” she warned. Her words surprised me, and I widened my eyes, trying to understand what she meant.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just want to know if he’s okay,” I replied, hoping to steer the conversation away from any romantic implications. Xandra nodded in response.
“Yes, he’s fine,” she confirmed.
“Can you help me get him on speaker?” I asked, hopeful.
“No, his phone is switched off. But don’t worry, you’ll see him at school tomorrow. Just go to sleep and stop worrying about Alex. This isn’t the first time his house has been in chaos,” Xandra reassured me. “Please don’t ask any more questions. Just go,” she added, and I nodded, understanding her need for privacy. As I turned to leave, she suddenly raised her head, causing me to turn back to face her. “Where are you sleeping?” she asked, catching me off guard. I realized she was referring to my accommodation, and with everything that had happened.
“Maybe Henry’s room,” I replied, and Xandra nodded in agreement.
“Wow, you’re even wearing his clothes. You look like a girlfriend spending the night at her boyfriend’s house,” she teased, making me pout my lips in response. I couldn’t understand why she would think like that.
“Henry will be sleeping in the living room,” she mentioned, causing me to narrow my eyes in confusion.
“Why would he sleep in the living room? Can’t he sleep in Liam’s room?” I asked, my fingers fidgeting with each other nervously.
“He’s not on good terms with Liam,” she explained, shifting her gaze towards me. “You could try comforting him to help him fall asleep. After all, you two are Mate. Plus, it might be difficult for him to sleep with the smell of medicine and blood. He won’t easily drift off,” she suggested before resting her head on the bed. “Please don’t ask any more questions,” she murmured softly. I nodded, understanding her need for quiet. I quietly left her room, gently closing the door behind me.
As I entered the living room, I noticed Henry’s head resting on the table, as if he had already had a few too many drinks. I couldn’t help but wonder why he had come all the way tto the hospital when he knew he couldn’t stand the smell of hospitals. Smirking, I made my way towards the door that led to the room.
Just as I shifted my gaze towards him, he raised his head, and our eyes met briefly before I quickly looked away.
“Are you studying me?” he asked, taking a sip of his drink, the sound of it passing down his throat audible in the room.
“Nah, just lost in my thoughts,” I replied, shaking my head.
“Are you going to him?” my wolf said.
“Why would I go to him? He brought this upon himself,” I whispered under my breath, making sure only I could hear.
“Yeah, but I think he’s regretting his actions. I hope it torments him for the rest of his life,” my inner wolf chimed in, and I couldn’t help but let out a loud smile.
“Wanna have a drink? You can have it inside the room,” he offered, raising a can of alcohol.
I didn’t really want to drink, but my craving got the better of me. I moved slowly towards him, like a snail, reaching out for the bottle. To my surprise, he had a tight grip on it, refusing to let go.
“I’m sorry,” he said, and his words made me look into his eyes. His expression showed remorse and regret, but his actions didn’t match. It made me want to give him a good slap.
Just as I was contemplating my next move, he finally released his grip on the alcohol, and I let out a sigh of relief. He was lucky this time.
“Did you like Alex?” he suddenly asked, catching me off guard. I stared at him, our eyes locked, wondering why he cared about that.
“And what if I did?” I snapped back, and he stood up from where he was seated, walking towards me.
He stood right in front of me, our gazes still locked, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions.
“It’s only been two days, and I’m already regretting what I did,” he confessed, causing my cheeks to turn red. Why did my cheeks have to betray me like this? I h@ťě it. Lost in my thoughts, I suddenly felt his hand on my waist, and an uninvited hiccup escaped my mouth.
“I don’t know what this is, but I want to find out. I want to know more until I have the perfect answer,” he lamented, and I tried to move back, but his grip was too tight.
“Let go of me!” I fought back, but instead of releasing his hold, he tightened his grip even more.
“I promise, I won’t let go of this tiny waist until I find the perfect answers to my questions,” he said, moving his head closer to mine. I had planned to slap him earlier, but now I couldn’t even control my hands. My whole body trembled, including my heart. I wondered what all of this meant, but most importantly, what was Henry talking about?
“I’m sorry, but I have to do this,” he said, and before I could react, his lips crashed onto mine, leaving me in complete shock.
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TBC…..