Rejected Slave To The Alpha by Gory Anna

Chapter 63

Chapter 63.

Nelly’s POV.

The mouthwatering scent of roasted chicken filled the air, rousing me from my sleep. My eyelids fluttered open, and I expected to see Kex beside me, but the bed was empty. I sat up, stretching my stiff limbs, and the events of the night before came flooding

back.

A smile crept across my face, the memories still fresh and vivid. I felt a pang of regret, but the joy and excitement of the night lingered, like the warm embers of a dying fire.

As I gazed at my brother’s portrait, I couldn’t help but smile. Yesterday had been the best birthday I’d ever had, all thanks to Kex. I reached out and ran my fingers across the painted surface, feeling the coolness of the glass. I held the portrait close, whispering to it as if my brother could hear me.

“Kex is really trying to make you proud,” I said, my voice thick with emotion.

I kissed the frame and hugged it tightly, my heart full of gratitude and longing. I wondered if my brother was somewhere out there, watching over me..

A sudden cold breeze drifted through the room, sending a shiver down my spine. For a moment, I felt as if my brother was there with me. Then I heard a knock at the door. I scrambled to wrap my gown around me,

around me, but before I could reach the door, Kex burst through it.

“No need,” he said, his voice urgent.

I stared at him, confused and a little alarmed. What was happening?

I tried to listen, but Kex’s voice was muffled, his words indecipherable. I wanted to spy on him, to find out what was going on, but I knew it was wrong.

So I sat there, tapping my foot impatiently, my mind racing with possibilities. What if something was wrong? What if he was in danger? But I forced myself to stay put, to trust that he would tell me what was going on when he was ready.

The door swung open, and he entered, his eyes scanning the room, darting from side to side.

asked him, my

just shrugged and said, “Nobody important.”

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quickly, his eyes darting. from me to the screen. He typed something and put the phone away,

nodded, my mind still reeling from the

water on my face, and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked tired, my

It

breakfast wafting into the room. I

the air. A plate of steaming food sat on the table, and my stomach growled

want to express my sincerest gratitude for yesterday,” I said, picking up

for his phone, and I saw

I called out, but there was no

under my breath, frustrated by his lack of attention.

my food, but it was difficult to enjoy it when he was so

something to distract me, but there was nothing.

of irritation, and I wondered how long he would be glued to that thing. It

weren’t even there.

a pang of jealousy. Was he busy texting his mate? Was that why he couldn’t spare me a moment

all you do is press your phone. Can’t you give

the room, and I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me. I had made a scene, and I wasn’t sure how to fix it. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, and I wished I had not

opened and closed several times, as if he was searching for

finally said. “But I was just trying to settle

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wait to hear anymore. I stood up,

to catch up. I kept walking, trying to put