Rejected Slave To The Alpha

Chapter 101.

Nelly’s POV.

The early morning sun streamed through the window, piercing my eyes like tiny daggers. I groaned, burying my head under the covers. But the light was relentless, and I could feel it burning through the thin fabric. With a huff of frustration, I threw off the covers and sat up, blinking against the brightness. My eyes searched the room for Kex, but the space beside me was empty. I frowned, wondering where he had gone.

I turned my gaze to the mirror on the ceiling, and my eyes met my own reflection. A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I recalled the events of the previous night.

I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, and I remembered Kex’s breath against my skin, his fingers tracing patterns across my body, his lips on my mouth, his tongue on my breast. I closed my eyes taking in deep breaths as I began to feel aroused. I wondered what possessed him to come up with the idea of inserting a mirror at the ceiling, and what he had been thinking when he did. Kex was a sex lord, my wolf snared and I chuckled.

I groaned as I stretched, feeling the stiffness in my limbs from the night before. My legs ached as I slowly made my way to the bathroom, wincing as I walked, a reminder of Kex’s handwork. I pushed open the door and turned on the light, shielding my eyes against the sudden brightness.

“Uggh,” I mumbled as I filled my cupped hands with water and splashed it on my face, feeling the coolness against my flushed cheeks. I stood there for a moment, allowing myself a moment of stillness before splashing myself more water. I turned off the faucet and took the nearest towel and wiped my face, staring at myself in the mirror.

As I studied my reflection in the mirror, I realized that I was indeed glowing. I couldn’t believe it. I’d always heard that people looked different after they’d sex with their mate, but I’d never really believed it. Until now. I was glowing.

I ran my fingers over my neck, where I felt a strange tingling sensation. I pulled my hand away, and that’s when I saw it – the unmistakable mark of a mate. My heart leapt in my chest as the reality of what

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this meant sank in. I was officially mated. Nelly and Kex are now two souls one heart, I couldn’t help but smile.

I stepped into the shower, letting the hot water wash over me. I closed my eyes and let the steam rise, surrounding me in a warm cocoon. As I stepped out, the mirror fogged over, obscuring my reflection.

I dressed quickly, pulling on a pair of jeans and a simple tank top. My hair was damp, falling in loose waves around my shoulders. I left it to dry naturally, not bothering to brush it out or apply any makeup. My stomach rumbled, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten since the night before.

I stepped into the shower, letting the hot water wash over me. I closed my eyes and let the steam rise, surrounding me in a warm cocoon. As I stepped out, the mirror fogged over, obscuring my reflection.

I dressed quickly, pulling on a pair of jeans and a simple tank top. My hair was damp, falling in loose waves around my shoulders. I left it to dry naturally, not bothering to brush it out or apply any makeup. My stomach rumbled, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten since the night before.

I picked an apple as I stepped out of my room and headed towards the dining table. I was surprised to see that it was empty. I glanced at the clock – it was eight o clock am, our usual breakfast time. I looked around, but I didn’t see anyone.

The table was set, but there were no plates or silverware. I sat down at the head of the table, the chair creaking under my weight. The silence was deafening, and I felt a sense of unease. I couldn’t help but wonder if everything was okay.

I heard footsteps approaching, and I looked up to see Aurora entering the dining room.

“Good morning, My lady.” She bowed her head in greeting, and I gave her a quick smile. “Good morning,” I mumbled.

She began setting the table with plates and silverware, and I cleared

my

throat.

“Is everything alright, my lady?” she asked. I shook my head.

“No, I’m just wondering where everyone else is.” I took a sip of water, my throat dry. Aurora’s brow furrowed.

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“I haven’t seen anyone this morning. They must be busy.”

“Hmmm,” I hummed in response, nodding my head.

Aisha’s absence was hard to believe. She was usually the first one at the table, and I couldn’t imagine

her missing breakfast without a good reason. And Harry was always eager to start the day with a big

meal. The situation seemed strange.

“What about Aisha?” I asked Aurora

“She asked for her breakfast to be brought to her room,” she replied. I nodded, trying to process the Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

information.

Aisha seemed upset with me, even though it was her fault that she almost ruined my party. Who should

be mad at one, me or her? I rolled my eyes and stuffed a pancake into my mouth, trying to take my mind

off of the situation.

Aurora placed a glass of green liquid in front of me, and I couldn’t help but stare. I had never seen anything like it before.

“I made this special juice for you,” she said, her eyes bright with pride. I looked up at her, my face contorted in confusion. “It’s not what it looks like,” she added, as if reading my mind. I forced a smile, not wanting to hurt her feelings. “Never judge a book by its cover,” she said with a wink.

I took a deep breath and picked up the glass, raising it to my lips.

I took a sip of the drink and was pleasantly surprised by the sweetness. It was unlike any juice I had ever tasted. Aurora watched me with a pleased expression, and I couldn’t help but smile.

“More, please,” I said, and she happily poured me another glass. I took my time savoring the drink, and

when I was finished, I felt a sense of contentment.

I decided to go check on Aisha, hoping to clear the air between us. I wanted to tell her how upset I was with her, but I also wanted to understand why she had been so distant.

I knocked on her door, but there was no response. I tried the door handle, but it was locked. I stood there for what felt like an eternity, but there was still no answer. Defeated, I turned to leave, but I felt a

burning sensation deep within me. I walked towards the garden as I tried to focus my thoughts, to will myself to shift into my wolf form. But nothing happened.

I called out, “Aria,” but my voice was weak and shaky. I closed my eyes, willing my body to obey me, but

it was no use.

What’s wrong with my wolf?