Worthless to Priceless The Alpha’s Rejected Mate novel Chapter 5

AMELIA’S P.O.V

I woke up with a pounding headache. I looked down and realized that I was still in my dress from the party and that was when the memories slammed into me at full force. I forced back the tears that had gathered in my eyes and cursed when a stray one fell and I had to wipe it away.

I am used to having horrible birthdays. One time, my father forgot me at home and took Brittany out for ice cream and cupcakes. When he returned and saw me, he dismissed me without apologizing and I cried for a week after that.

This birthday however trumps all the bad memories and the bad birthdays. I knew Brittany didn’t like me so much but I would never have imagined that she would do something like this and take my boyfriend from me. And Blake- I thought he loved me and I was so sure that he would fight for me.

Thinking about him brought another fresh wave of tears and even though I tried to fight them, they still fell. I was wiping away my tears when my door opened in a rush and Blake creeped into my room.

As I looked at him, I remembered why I fell for him in the first place. With his curly brown hair and his innocent eyes, his lean arms that used to hold me close and his l*ps that used to whisper words of encouragement in my ears. He looked a little scared and confused but most of all he looked determined.

“Please leave Blake,” I found my voice although it was shaky, “I don’t want to see you and I don’t want to talk to you.”

“I know that but you have to listen to me.”

“I don’t have to. I want you to leave. Besides, shouldn’t you be with your new mate.”

“For fuck’s sake Amelia,” the harshness of his voice had me stopping mid rant, “This is important and I really need to talk to you about it.”

I swallowed deeply, “What is it?”

He poked his head out of the door as if he was checking to make sure that no one was there. When he was satisfied, he made his way over to my bed and leaned down so his l*ps were by my ears.

“I don’t want anyone overhearing us,” he explained, “I know that what I did today was horrible.”

“Blake-,” I began but he cut me off.

“Let me finish please.” He cleared his throat before continuing, “I also know that I am the last person that you want to hear from but I need you to listen to me. You aren’t safe here and I cannot tell you more than that but you need to leave.”

“I can’t leave Blake. This is my home and my family. I have nowhere else to go.” I didn’t realize I had started raising my voice until he slapped his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet.

“I know you don’t trust me anymore but trust that I have your best interests at heart. You need to leave.”

Footsteps interrupted us and he flew from my bedside and leaned against the wall. By the time my father and sister opened the door, it was as if he was never by my side in the first place. He looked at them and walked out of the room.

I would have thought the last few minutes were an illusion if not for the pleading look he shot me before he exited the room. Brittany gave me a victorious smile before exiting the room after him.

“You are awake,” father’s voice was devoid of emotion, “You disgraced us out there. What were you thinking, falling on the floor and crying like a child over a boy?”