Rejected Slave To The Alpha by Gory Anna

Chapter 39

Chapter 39.

Nelly’s POV.

I stood at the window, breathing in the cool, crisp air. The sun was just beginning to set, casting a golden glow over the landscape. It had been a wonderful few days with Alpha Kex, and I didn’t want it to end. In his company, I had seen a side of him that I had never known existed, and it had been both surprising and exhilarating.

But now, with the setting sun, I knew our time together was coming to an end. I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sadness.

The door creaked open, and I turned to see Kex standing there, an apron tied around his waist. He looked at me, then at the bag on the bed.

“You’ve already packed?” he asked, an eyebrow raised. I nodded, a sheepish grin on my face.

“Yes, Alpha,” I said, then corrected myself. “Yes, Kex.”

He rolled his eyes, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Just Kex, remember?” he said, a teasing lilt to his voice. I let out a soft laugh, already missing his company.

“I made dinner,” Alpha Kex said, gesturing to the plates on the counter.

“Let’s cat before you go.” I nodded, and we both sat down at the kitchen counter.

“You are in for a treat,” he said, lifting a serving spoon from the pot. “I am the best chef you’ll ever come across.” He said it with such sincerity that I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’m sure you are, Your Majesty,” I said, smirking. He let out a chuckle, the sound warm and inviting.

He served me spaghetti and sausages, placing the dishes in front of me with a flourish. I took a bite, savoring the flavor and the warmth of the meal.

“Ahem,” I cleared my throat, ready to speak. “What was it like growing up?” I asked, my curiosity piqucd.

He raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing on his lips. “Why do you ask?” he replied, a hint of amusement in his voice.

“Well,” I said, feeling slightly embarrassed, “I’m just curious about my friend’s background.”

“Friends?” he repeated, his tone thoughtful. I couldn’t help but notice the

way his

eyes

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softened as he looked at me. “Friends,” he said, a slow smile spreading across his face. “I like the sound of that.”

stomach, and I

my mother. She died when I was born.” I felt a wave of sorrow wash over me, and I reached out to touch his arm. “My dad loved my mom so much,” he continued, his eyes far away. “He believed that if I hadn’t been born, she

spoon tightly, his knuckles turning white. I took his hand in mine, giving it a gentle squeeze. His eyes met mine,

your existence,” I said, my words coming out in a rush. He

old were you when you fought your first battle?” I asked, curious despite myself.

said, his voice flat and devoid of

opened my mouth in shock, and he let out a soft laugh, the sound

ghost,” he said, a

the smile, a flicker of warmth spreading through me.

I said, still trying to

my dad was trying to eliminate me,” he said, his tone

me to a

the situation hitting me. He gave me a stern look, and I bit back my

send a fifteen–year–old wolf to a war?”

son’s life,” he replied himself, his expression

mind reeling at

speak to your dad about this?” I

replied, his tone clipped.

feeling a need

at 17,” he said, his eyes distant as he remembered. “And I won. I came

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my father would finally see

in my throat.

heart pounding

said I was a useless leader because many of our wolves had died, even though I had won the battle,” he continued, his voice tight with emotion. “So it was then

decision?” I asked, unable to look

left the pack and found this cottage,” he said, his voice quiet. “And I decided that after

my curiosity getting the better of me.

fixed on the plate. “For cach battle I won,

sat back, taking it all in. It was such a lonely existence, and

I said, the realization hitting

the silent room. “Love is for the weak,” he said, his voice cold and devoid of emotion. “It makes one weak,

need love”

feel a twinge of sadness at his words. He was so alone, and so hardened

cold,” he said, clearly trying to change the subject. “Let’s