Rejected

Chapter Three

Amahle's Point of View

I didn't know what was going to happen when I saw Brock again, or how he felt towards Jay. It's his fault for everything that happened, but the past is the past.

You learn from it so that you won't make the same mistake.

After that, I tried to fall asleep but I couldn't stop thinking about him. Memories from me first seeing him replayed in my head like a broken record.

When I woke up, I got the kids ready to go to school before going to the diner.

Everything was going just great, but I had the feeling that something was going to happen soon. Maybe I would be seeing Brock much sooner than I thought then.

When my shift was done, I cleaned up the last table before removing my apron and walking to my car.

Looking  at my reflection, I let down my hair while I was lost in my thoughts.

Huge arms wrapped around me bringing me out of my thoughts as I was flung across someone's shoulders.

I thought about screaming for help, but I decided to see where this would lead to and because I am now a different person.

I had a nice view of a strangers butt.

"Nice ass," I commented, before being thrown inside of a jeep.

The stranger got in besides me as the vehicle sped away to my unknown destination.

"My children are at school. I need to get them!"

"Everything is taken care of," he said in a deep voice.

I was tired from work today because the diner was filled today, so I made myself comfortable on the seat, before falling asleep.

"Wake her up," I heard a voice say, which I recognized as Brock's.

Then I felt someone poking me.

Slowly I opened my eyes to see that I was in an apartment with Brock, his beta and a guy I didn't know.

"Where are my children?" I asked tiredly, rubbing my eyes.

"They're here." Brock said, looking at me. "Leave us."

The beta and the other guy left the room leaving the two of us staring at each other.

"So?" I asked, trying to break the suffocating silence.

"Why?" He asked, coming towards me.

I knew exactly what he was talking about but I pretended like I didn't know.

"What are you talking about?"

Taking a seat next to me he said, "why didn't you tell me that I had kids?"

Kids? He think that both are his?

"Hold up. You think they're both yours?" I questioned surprised. I nearly burst out laughing, because anyone can see that Lucille isn't his child.

"Aren't they twins?" He asked confused.

When he asked that I couldn't hold in my laugh any longer.

"If you didn't do what you did to me you would know that they weren't."

First he looked sad, but then he looked furious and I could see that his wolf wanted to take over.

"So that means another man is Lucille's father?"

"Yuhp," was all I said.

"Another man touched you!?" He yelled, getting up.

"Well duh. That's how she was born," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Who's her father?" He asked, trying to calm himself down.

"I can't tell you that."