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. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

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

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?