REJECTED: The Alpha Behind The Mask

Alpha Eric’s POV

“Morning.” I responded to the greeting of my housekeeper and took out a bottle of water from the fridge.

“Should I set the table?” he asked,

“Yes.” I replied and went upstairs to my room, so I could take my bath.

I reached my room and was about to go to the bathroom when I noticed my phone ringing. I went for the phone and saw it was Elliot calling.

“Bastard.” I grumbled to myself and picked up the call.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“You finally decided to pick up.”

“Say what you have to say.” I muttered with irritation while he scoffed over the phone before speaking, “It’s not over yet, and that’s a promise.” he muttered those words as a threat.

His words made my wolf howl in anger, and it took everything in me to keep it at bay.

“What do you want?” I asked in a low tone, but my anger could be noticed in my voice.

“What do I what?” he asked sarcastically with a soft chuckle. “Can you give me what I want” he asked in a mocking tone and began laughing loudly over the phone.

“Alpha Eric, you think you can keep having whatever you want, huh?” He muttered angrily.

“You think everything is just about you and no one else matters?” He yelled furiously.

I sat back on the bed with the phone on my ear as I wondered what he was talking about.

“Not this time, I won’t let you have Victoria this time.” he muttered those words in a serious tone.

“You must be dreaming, Victoria is my mate and nobody can take her away from me.” I barked out as I tried to control the anger boiling in me.

“It’s just a matter of time, just a matter of time she will come back to me, it’s in your nature to hurt her, and you can never change.” he expressed those words like he was so sure about it.

“Damn you, Elliot, you can never have her.” I yelled in anger.

He chuckled loudly over the phone before speaking, “Have her?” he asked sarcastically with a soft chuckle. “I would have had her if I wanted to, two years ago, when she was vulnerable and confused.”

“Damn you.”, I yelled in anger.

He scoffed over the phone before he spoke up, “I’ll get Victoria back and that’s a promise.”

“I won’t let you…” he did not let those words finish from my mouth before he cut the call on me, “damn you.” I groaned angrily and threw the phone on the bed. I ran my fingers through my hair and grit my teeth in anger as Elliot’s words kept echoing in my head.

Elliot and I were never friends or enemies, and I can’t remember doing anything bad to him. Then why does he want to hurt me by taking Victoria away from me.

I groaned frustrated, and stood up from the bed, I removed my long pants and stepped into the bathroom, put on the cold shower and sighed in relief as the water fell on my body.

I took a quick bath, walked back to my room and took out a simple outfit from my closet and put it on.

I left my room and went downstairs for breakfast. I walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down for breakfast.

I stared at the empty seats surrounding me and wondered how it would feel having Victoria here with me as a family.

Quickly, I shook off the thought and began eating slowly with so many thoughts in my head…

I was worried about Victoria. She had lost some part of her memory, and she didn’t know that her aunt had been in the hospital for almost five years.

How do I explain this to her without her breaking down. I shook my head as the thought kept ringing in my head.

I can’t even tell her who I really am because that will scare the shit out of her, she has become a fragile innocent girl again, and I don’t know how to start telling her things.

I sighed heavily and dropped the spoon as I realized I had already lost my appetite.

I stood up from the table, walked out of the sitting room and went to the garden to get some fresh air.

I breathed in the fresh air coming from the flowers and noticed my stiff muscles relaxed as I walked around the garden. When I thought I was succeeding in mending my relationship with Victoria, Sophie just came out of nowhere claiming she had a child for me.

I groaned as I remembered the picture of the little kid, the resemblance was too much, and it scares me. Having a baby with Sophie was a mistake, and I hope I was wrong about it.

I’m just trying to get Victoria back and heal her of the pain I caused her, how can I break such news to her.

Quickly, I took out my phone from my pocket and dialed Sophie’s number. It rang a few times before it was picked.

“Wow, you did the test so fast.” She teased while I grumbled and said, “Name your price.”

She kept quiet for a while before she responded, ”I believe you haven’t done the test yet.”

“That is not your fucking business, tell me what you want.” I yelled angrily while she chuckled over the phone for a while before speaking, “Do the test Eric, do the test and get back to me.” she muttered confidently and ended the call on me

“Bitch.” I yelled angrily.

I was scared, I feared doing the DNA test. I know Sophie and seeing her this confident means she was right about this, and it scares me.

“I have a child.” I grumbled to myself. Having a child is supposed to be a thing of joy, but having it with Sophie was a disaster.

I knew Sophie and she was not naive or innocent as Victoria, she will hold me down with this child and I can’t let it happen.

I dialed a number on my phone. It rang a few times before it was picked

“Good morning alpha.” he greeted

“Morning Ames, I have a job for you.”

“I’m all ears.”

I took a deep breath and reckoned this was really the best decision, considering how deceiving Sophie can be. ” I want you to send your men to keep watch on Sophie, every second of the day, find out who she meets, where she goes and who she talks to.”

“Consider it done.”

“Thank you, I will be expecting a positive result,” I muttered, and ended the call.

I will have to find that child and take him away from her before she ties me with him.

Victoria’s POV

“Are you okay?” Nurse Agnes asked when she noticed I was lost in deep thoughts,

“I’m fine.” I flashed her an assuring smile and looked away.

Ever since Elliot left, I have been doing some serious thinking. Last night, I had a strange dream. I was bitten by a wolf, and it felt so real that I felt pain on the left side of my neck when I woke up.

“Victoria.” nurse Agnes’ voice took me out of my thoughts.

“I’m listening. I grumbled and made eyes with her.

“You don’t seem well, are you sure you are okay.” she asked with a worried face.

I nodded my head and stood up from the bed, “I’ll use the washroom,” I said, and made my way into the washroom.

I stood before the mirror and glared at the bite mark on my neck. I placed my fingers on my neck and gently caressed the mark. The dream felt so real that I could clearly remember every detail of it.

I closed my eyes and I ran my fingers on the mark, and again all I could see and think of was Eric. Quickly, I opened my eyes and took a deep breath.

Maybe my brain was playing games with me, perhaps it’s the effect of the drugs I took.

I shook off the idea of being bitten by a wolf and left the bathroom.

I went back to the room, sat on the bed, but could feel nurse Agnes’ piercing gaze on me. “Sir Eric called.” she announced in a low tone.

I nodded my head but did not say a word, I was childishly angry at him for not speaking to me all this while.

“He said he would be flying in tonight.”

“I don’t care.” I grumbled like a kid.

She sighed and walked over to me, “Should I call him for you.”

“That won’t be needed.” I murmured angrily and lay back on the bed.

I forced my eyes closed, but knew I wouldn’t be able to fall to sleep. Eric was coming back to Australia, and I was eager and anxious to meet him, despite being angry with him. I can still picture his well-perfect face, green sparkling eyes whenever he smiles and his well-trimmed beard.

He was incredibly hot, handsome, and caring, and sometimes I marveled how I was able to date such a man. Never in my life have I dreamt of dating such a god in human form. Everything about him speaks power and dominance. I love the way I felt so little whenever he was with me, it felt like I was being protected by him.

A small smile appeared on my face, but I had to wipe it off before nurse Agnes took notice of it.

A few minutes later, I heard footsteps coming and turned to the door. Catherine walked in with a smile on her face.

“Hey Vicky, dad told me your real name is Victoria.” she smiled warmly at me before keeping the bag of food on the table.

“Was I answering a different name?” I asked, shocked and confused.

Catherine shook her head while taking out the things from the bag.

“Was I answering a different name?” I asked again when I noticed she was ignoring my question.

“Oops, dad said I shouldn’t tell you or talk about it.” she murmured and handed a plate of ice cream to me.

“You can tell me, no one will hear of it.” I promised.

She stared at me for a while before she opened the plate of ice cream and took a spoon of it.

“Your name was Annabel, so I thought, but dad just told me your real name is Victoria and that you decided to change it when you came to Australia.” She explained in a whisper.

“Did he say why?” I asked.

“I asked him, but he refused to say anything to me.” she grumbled and took another spoon of the ice cream.

I opened the plate of ice cream and took a spoon of it into my mouth, as I kept wondering why I would change my name.

Was I really scared that Eric would find me, just like Elliot said? Maybe I really wanted to stay away from Eric, but what did he do that would make me leave my life and aunt in California and ran all the way here.

This was all confusing to me.

“If you don’t lick it, it will melt away.” Catherine’s voice took me out from my thoughts.

I nodded my head at her and took another spoon of the ice cream while ponder in deep thoughts.

“Can I ask a question?”

“Sure, what do you wanna ask?”

I thought for a while and decided to ask a few things about myself.

“What was I like?” I asked curiously.

She shrugged her shoulders and took another spoon of the ice cream.

“You were nice, definitely the nicest person I’ve ever seen.” hearing those words from her, I smiled widely to myself, at least I did not turn out to be a bad person. “You have a strong character, always looking for positivity in everything and everyone.” she flashed a big smile and continued, “You know when you first came, I was angry at Dad for bringing in one of his girlfriends home since he made a deal that none of his girlfriends would stay with us until he marries, but Dad told me you were his friend who needed help and accommodation, that he just can’t let you roam around the Street when he has many empty rooms here.”

I stared at her and saw the regret on her face.

“Dad and I fought for days and even weeks before I finally agreed to let you stay, but I made sure you were far from me.” she smiled weakly and took another spoon of the ice cream.

“At first, we weren’t the best of friends. You were always in your room locked up and refused to come out, dad would take your food upstairs and spend so much time with you.”

“You mean I locked myself all day in my room.” I asked, bewildered.

“Yeah, you did not come out for almost a month.” she replied nonchalantly and took another spoon of the ice cream.