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The Rejected Mate novel Chapter 17

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Key: The Rejected Mate chapter 16 : the tingles

The first thing I felt was how my eyes and whole body felt like it was being dragged down by this invisible force, I couldn't move my legs or arms.

And then how and where I am.

It takes me a moment as confusion fills my mind. Where am I and what happened?

Then I remember The Wedding, kidnapping and being rescued.

Back to current situation at hand.

Hell, even my fingers, and my eyes no matter how hard I tried to open then I couldn't move them and it made me feel both helpless and frustrated at the same time, my eyes felt like someone super glued them together.

It was as if I was trapped in my own body and only thing circling me was my own thoughts, my body wasn't functioning like it normally does at the present situation but I could feel, hear and smell things.

I could hear the beeping of a machine, and the scent of chlorine is so strong that I instantly know that I'm in a hospital, the pack clinic specifically.

It wasn't untill now I felt the warm hand holding my own in a firm grip, by their scent of pinecones and spring, I knew who it was, Matthew.

If I listened carefully I could hear him whispering things in a low voice.

"I'm so sorry, this is all my fault" how I wish I could tell him that none of it was his fault. He sounded so broken, and it didn't suit him. He was like the bright Sun after the rain, so cheerful and full of life even though he had his own share of problems he never brought it up, it's the first time in past 3 years I've heard him sound in a way and that made me sad.

I wish I could give him a bear hug just like he does to make me feel good.

Soon I feel sleep overtaking my mind and I let it.

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I don't know how, but I could feel a presence in the room, by the voice of crickets chirping I'm guessing it's night time.

At first I thought it was Matthew but the scent of Cinnamon and Musk told me who exactly it was. I could feel his body heat which provided warmth for my cold one, which I hated and loved at the same time.

I could feel his hesitation as his hand grazes mine and it shoots a tingle down my body, and it amazes me how I could still feel those damned tingles when I had no control over my own body. He slowly takes my hand and hold it in a firm yet gentle grip own his own.

His hold is tense at first almost as if I would rip my hand from his hold, it's not like I can do it in my current given situation, eventually I feel him relax

I thought he would talk, but unlike Matthew, Damien let his actions speak rather than words.

I could feel his emotions, a bit of rage, sadness and relief flooded his conscious mainly.

Damien is not a man of many words. The rare amount of times I've seen him smile, I could count it on my fingers.

A sigh leaves his lips, and the next thing I know I feel warmth on my forehead, and I instantly feel those tingles where he just kissed on my forehead and I feel a warm sensation spread through out my whole body and I feel my fingers twitch, but he doesn't seem to notice.

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D A M I E N'sPOV

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I hesitate before entering her room, I haven't seen her since she was rescued, but also then I had caught a glimpse on her and I couldn't handle the sight of her malnourished and beat up body, which made me blame myself for her condition.

I did this I think to myself.

No, we did this. My wolf Kian adds in a low voice and he sounds nothing like the proud Alpha Male he should be.

And it startled me for a second, my wolf had stopped talking to me and blocked me out after we saw our mates condition.

Glad to have you back, Kian. I say but the only reply I get is him retreating into the back of my mind, I just sigh. He is one moody wolf which sometimes make me wonder if it's what people think of me and don't say it out loud out of fear.

I twist the handle to the infirmary. I smell her before I see her.

The scent of Lavender and Rain engulfs me, which is an odd combination but I love it nonetheless. I see her figure lying on the hospital bed with IV and a needle inserted into her skin and her heart monitor beeps at a normal pace.

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