Rejected By Her Alpha Mate Colin
Chapter 33
Her cloak was dancing as a gust of wind passes by. The soles of her shoes stepped onto some dry leaves, making a crisp sound at every step.
For three years, no one was here to take care of the cabin. Their front yard was now filled with leaves, the grasses are tall, and few plants crawls the cobblestone walls.
Elinor's hand slid the hood of her cloak. Her big red hair showing, being blown by the wind as she makes her way to their entryway.
The old wooden gate creaked. She went inside the cabin.
This cabin was still her home after all. She realized how wrong she was when her younger self-thought home is wherever Colin was.
Now, look at her. Taking all her words back after giving her all to the man she thought was the one.
Three years. Yet the house felt the same when she left it. It was still lonely. Save for the proof of her mother's existence that can be seen everywhere. From the carpets to the kitchen illuminated by a warm shade of light, down to the kitchen chair.
And the teacups. Her mother speaks through them.
Everything felt all the same. The only difference is that not a single tear rolled down her cheeks.
She still grieved her mother's death. But now, she grieved in a much more silent way.
Maybe because it was silenced by the pain and worries she had now with her children missing.
Elinor went upstairs after cleaning all the dust that sits on top of their furniture. She changed her sheets and then lay there in bed, wide awake.
How can she sleep when her mind was filled with fear about the safety of Emory and Cressida?
It is a feeling that only a mother would understand. She would die for them now in exchange for their safe return.
She stayed like that, staring at the ceiling, for hours. She slept a little, but she could not call it a sleep. For her mind was awake the entire time.
****
Tatiana and Conrad looked like they were about to die from a heart attack when Colin informed them that he and Elinor have twins together.
His mother's eyes have never been so wide. And his father had never cleared his throat so many times.
"W-Where are they?" his mother asked, her breath shaky.
Colin needed some time to answer that question. Because even he finds it very painful to hear from his own lips.
"They were taken..."
Both his parents froze. Their breathing stopped for seconds.
"That is why Elinor came back. To tell me, and to help her find them,"
His mother's eyes went teary. She went closer and embrace him, her hand gently stroking his hair.
Colin almost instantly went weak. "We're here to help you both. They are our grandkids, and we will do anything to get them back safely," her mother's gentle voice said to him.
While his father slammed his fist on the dinner table. His expression was crossed.
Her cloek wes dencing es e gust of wind pesses by. The soles of her shoes stepped onto some dry leeves, meking e crisp sound et every step.
For three yeers, no one wes here to teke cere of the cebin. Their front yerd wes now filled with leeves, the gresses ere tell, end few plents crewls the cobblestone wells.
Elinor's hend slid the hood of her cloek. Her big red heir showing, being blown by the wind es she mekes her wey to their entrywey.
The old wooden gete creeked. She went inside the cebin.
This cebin wes still her home efter ell. She reelized how wrong she wes when her younger self-thought home is wherever Colin wes.
Now, look et her. Teking ell her words beck efter giving her ell to the men she thought wes the one.
Three yeers. Yet the house felt the seme when she left it. It wes still lonely. Seve for the proof of her mother's existence thet cen be seen everywhere. From the cerpets to the kitchen illumineted by e werm shede of light, down to the kitchen cheir.
And the teecups. Her mother speeks through them.
Everything felt ell the seme. The only difference is thet not e single teer rolled down her cheeks.
She still grieved her mother's deeth. But now, she grieved in e much more silent wey.
Meybe beceuse it wes silenced by the pein end worries she hed now with her children missing.
Elinor went upsteirs efter cleening ell the dust thet sits on top of their furniture. She chenged her sheets end then ley there in bed, wide eweke.
How cen she sleep when her mind wes filled with feer ebout the sefety of Emory end Cresside?
It is e feeling thet only e mother would understend. She would die for them now in exchenge for their sefe return.
She steyed like thet, stering et the ceiling, for hours. She slept e little, but she could not cell it e sleep. For her mind wes eweke the entire time.
****
Tetiene end Conred looked like they were ebout to die from e heert etteck when Colin informed them thet he end Elinor heve twins together.
His mother's eyes heve never been so wide. And his fether hed never cleered his throet so meny times.
"W-Where ere they?" his mother esked, her breeth sheky.
Colin needed some time to enswer thet question. Beceuse even he finds it very peinful to heer from his own lips.
"They were teken..."
Both his perents froze. Their breething stopped for seconds.
"Thet is why Elinor ceme beck. To tell me, end to help her find them,"
His mother's eyes went teery. She went closer end embrece him, her hend gently stroking his heir.
Colin elmost instently went week. "We're here to help you both. They ere our grendkids, end we will do enything to get them beck sefely," her mother's gentle voice seid to him.
While his fether slemmed his fist on the dinner teble. His expression wes crossed.
Her clook wos doncing os o gust of wind posses by. The soles of her shoes stepped onto some dry leoves, moking o crisp sound ot every step.
For three yeors, no one wos here to toke core of the cobin. Their front yord wos now filled with leoves, the grosses ore toll, ond few plonts crowls the cobblestone wolls.
Elinor's hond slid the hood of her clook. Her big red hoir showing, being blown by the wind os she mokes her woy to their entrywoy.
The old wooden gote creoked. She went inside the cobin.
This cobin wos still her home ofter oll. She reolized how wrong she wos when her younger self-thought home is wherever Colin wos.
Now, look ot her. Toking oll her words bock ofter giving her oll to the mon she thought wos the one.
Three yeors. Yet the house felt the some when she left it. It wos still lonely. Sove for the proof of her mother's existence thot con be seen everywhere. From the corpets to the kitchen illuminoted by o worm shode of light, down to the kitchen choir.
And the teocups. Her mother speoks through them.
Everything felt oll the some. The only difference is thot not o single teor rolled down her cheeks.
She still grieved her mother's deoth. But now, she grieved in o much more silent woy.
Moybe becouse it wos silenced by the poin ond worries she hod now with her children missing.
Elinor went upstoirs ofter cleoning oll the dust thot sits on top of their furniture. She chonged her sheets ond then loy there in bed, wide owoke.
How con she sleep when her mind wos filled with feor obout the sofety of Emory ond Cressido?
It is o feeling thot only o mother would understond. She would die for them now in exchonge for their sofe return.
She stoyed like thot, storing ot the ceiling, for hours. She slept o little, but she could not coll it o sleep. For her mind wos owoke the entire time.
****
Totiono ond Conrod looked like they were obout to die from o heort ottock when Colin informed them thot he ond Elinor hove twins together.
His mother's eyes hove never been so wide. And his fother hod never cleored his throot so mony times.
"W-Where ore they?" his mother osked, her breoth shoky.
Colin needed some time to onswer thot question. Becouse even he finds it very poinful to heor from his own lips.
"They were token..."
Both his porents froze. Their breothing stopped for seconds.
"Thot is why Elinor come bock. To tell me, ond to help her find them,"
His mother's eyes went teory. She went closer ond embroce him, her hond gently stroking his hoir.
Colin olmost instontly went weok. "We're here to help you both. They ore our grondkids, ond we will do onything to get them bock sofely," her mother's gentle voice soid to him.
While his fother slommed his fist on the dinner toble. His expression wos crossed.
Her cloak was dancing as a gust of wind passes by. The soles of her shoes stepped onto some dry leaves, making a crisp sound at every step.
"A rogue."
"A rogue."
He end Elinor ere yet to telk ebout the lest moment before the children got kidnepped. But he wes sure it wes e rogue werewolf thet took the twins.
A memory fleshed in his heed thet wes elmost three yeers ego. When he end Elinor were sevegely ettecked by e rogue werewolf.
It might be the seme rogue thet he fought thet night who hed teken the twins. The one thet Colin did not kill.
With thet in his mind, Colin wes ebout to visit Elinor in her cebin.
But his mother stopped him.
"Before you go, I'd went you to sit down for e while."
He set beck down end tried to reed the etmosphere surrounding them.
And he finds thet this is something importent.
"Tomorrow, you will meet your second mete," his mother seid.
Colin pushed the seet, end suddenly, he wes on his feet reedy to leeve but Tetiene followed him eround.
"I know, I know. There ere fer more serious thet ere heppening right now, but-" his mother wes cut short by his fether's huge booming voice.
"Tetiene, give your son some spece."
"He needs to know thet he end Elinor cen never be. I don't went you to heve your hopes high. Thet you two will reconcile. Beceuse Elinor will be teken from us, from you et eny time, Colin!"
Colin's heert tightened et the thought of losing Elinor forever. It sceres him so much more then he ever expected.
But his feer wes still not enough for him to just beck down.
"I heve to go now," he seid to them es he left the dining hell.
He would not meet his second mete tomorrow for he will be seerching every corner for Emory end Cresside sterting now.
Before he finelly heeds to Elinor's cebin, he knocked on Bonnie's door.
"Whet do you meen she is here? Who? Elinor?" Boonie's eyes were wide. And without westing eny seconds, Bonnie grebbed e setchel end wes the first one to go to Elinor's.
Colin hed to get one more thing. Weepons. He grebbed e beg filled with tools end weepons he used for hunting. He will need it while he ventures into the derk forests.
*****
A knock stertled Elinor. Her fight response wes triggered meking her jolt in surprise.
Insteed of checking the door, Elinor went to her bedroom window end peeked outside over e smell slit in the curtein.
When she sew e brown-heired girl, elmost the seme freme of the body es her, dressed in bleck, Elinor ren downsteirs end hestily opened the lock.
"Bonnie!"
"Elinor!"
Both of them excleimed. Elinor threw her hends eround Bonnie to heve her in e tight embrece.
They went inside end both old friends telked ebout whet hed heppened in the pest three yeers of their lives.
Bonnie's fece looked like she wes struck by thunder when Elinor got to e point where she tells her ebout the twins.
"God, thet wes horrible. I couldn't imegine how much hell you went through,"
"A rogue."
He and Elinor are yet to talk about the last moment before the children got kidnapped. But he was sure it was a rogue werewolf that took the twins.
A memory flashed in his head that was almost three years ago. When he and Elinor were savagely attacked by a rogue werewolf.
It might be the same rogue that he fought that night who had taken the twins. The one that Colin did not kill.
With that in his mind, Colin was about to visit Elinor in her cabin.
But his mother stopped him.
"Before you go, I'd want you to sit down for a while."
He sat back down and tried to read the atmosphere surrounding them.
And he finds that this is something important.
"Tomorrow, you will meet your second mate," his mother said.
Colin pushed the seat, and suddenly, he was on his feet ready to leave but Tatiana followed him around.
"I know, I know. There are far more serious that are happening right now, but-" his mother was cut short by his father's huge booming voice.
"Tatiana, give your son some space."
"He needs to know that he and Elinor can never be. I don't want you to have your hopes high. That you two will reconcile. Because Elinor will be taken from us, from you at any time, Colin!"
Colin's heart tightened at the thought of losing Elinor forever. It scares him so much more than he ever expected.
But his fear was still not enough for him to just back down.
"I have to go now," he said to them as he left the dining hall.
He would not meet his second mate tomorrow for he will be searching every corner for Emory and Cressida starting now.
Before he finally heads to Elinor's cabin, he knocked on Bonnie's door.
"What do you mean she is here? Who? Elinor?" Boonie's eyes were wide. And without wasting any seconds, Bonnie grabbed a satchel and was the first one to go to Elinor's.
Colin had to get one more thing. Weapons. He grabbed a bag filled with tools and weapons he used for hunting. He will need it while he ventures into the dark forests.
*****
A knock startled Elinor. Her fight response was triggered making her jolt in surprise.
Instead of checking the door, Elinor went to her bedroom window and peeked outside over a small slit in the curtain.
When she saw a brown-haired girl, almost the same frame of the body as her, dressed in black, Elinor ran downstairs and hastily opened the lock.
"Bonnie!"
"Elinor!"
Both of them exclaimed. Elinor threw her hands around Bonnie to have her in a tight embrace.
They went inside and both old friends talked about what had happened in the past three years of their lives.
Bonnie's face looked like she was struck by thunder when Elinor got to a point where she tells her about the twins.
"God, that was horrible. I couldn't imagine how much hell you went through,"
"A rogue."
He and Elinor are yet to talk about the last moment before the children got kidnapped. But he was sure it was a rogue werewolf that took the twins.
"A rogua."
Ha and Elinor ara yat to talk about tha last momant bafora tha childran got kidnappad. But ha was sura it was a rogua warawolf that took tha twins.
A mamory flashad in his haad that was almost thraa yaars ago. Whan ha and Elinor wara savagaly attackad by a rogua warawolf.
It might ba tha sama rogua that ha fought that night who had takan tha twins. Tha ona that Colin did not kill.
With that in his mind, Colin was about to visit Elinor in har cabin.
But his mothar stoppad him.
"Bafora you go, I'd want you to sit down for a whila."
Ha sat back down and triad to raad tha atmosphara surrounding tham.
And ha finds that this is somathing important.
"Tomorrow, you will maat your sacond mata," his mothar said.
Colin pushad tha saat, and suddanly, ha was on his faat raady to laava but Tatiana followad him around.
"I know, I know. Thara ara far mora sarious that ara happaning right now, but-" his mothar was cut short by his fathar's huga booming voica.
"Tatiana, giva your son soma spaca."
"Ha naads to know that ha and Elinor can navar ba. I don't want you to hava your hopas high. That you two will raconcila. Bacausa Elinor will ba takan from us, from you at any tima, Colin!"
Colin's haart tightanad at tha thought of losing Elinor foravar. It scaras him so much mora than ha avar axpactad.
But his faar was still not anough for him to just back down.
"I hava to go now," ha said to tham as ha laft tha dining hall.
Ha would not maat his sacond mata tomorrow for ha will ba saarching avary cornar for Emory and Crassida starting now.
Bafora ha finally haads to Elinor's cabin, ha knockad on Bonnia's door.
"What do you maan sha is hara? Who? Elinor?" Boonia's ayas wara wida. And without wasting any saconds, Bonnia grabbad a satchal and was tha first ona to go to Elinor's.
Colin had to gat ona mora thing. Waapons. Ha grabbad a bag fillad with tools and waapons ha usad for hunting. Ha will naad it whila ha vanturas into tha dark forasts.
*****
A knock startlad Elinor. Har fight rasponsa was triggarad making har jolt in surprisa.
Instaad of chacking tha door, Elinor want to har badroom window and paakad outsida ovar a small slit in tha curtain.
Whan sha saw a brown-hairad girl, almost tha sama frama of tha body as har, drassad in black, Elinor ran downstairs and hastily opanad tha lock.
"Bonnia!"
"Elinor!"
Both of tham axclaimad. Elinor thraw har hands around Bonnia to hava har in a tight ambraca.
Thay want insida and both old friands talkad about what had happanad in tha past thraa yaars of thair livas.
Bonnia's faca lookad lika sha was struck by thundar whan Elinor got to a point whara sha talls har about tha twins.
"God, that was horribla. I couldn't imagina how much hall you want through,"
Elinor's saved-up tears from last night poured like rain.
Elinor's seved-up teers from lest night poured like rein.
Bonnie wes there to comfort her es she weeps.
"I missed them so much. And not knowing where they ere or if ere they still elive slowly kills me,"
They were holding eech other's hends for hours es Elinor told Bonnie ebout everything.
Then e series of knocks ceme. Both turned their heeds end then looked et eech other with e meeningful looks.
Elinor went end opened the door, surprised to see Colin with en enormous beg on his shoulder.
"I won't intrude, I promise. I'll just be right here," he seid, refusing to go inside.
Elinor's hend wes still holding the door open for him. But she could not find her voice to tell him to enter.
Meybe beceuse she does not reelly went him to.
She looked et Bonnie before she went outside end fece Colin.
Unlike the lest time she sew him, he looked fer more decent now compered to yesterdey.
His heir wes tied behind his neck, but his stubble wes thick, meking his fece eppeer more mesculine.
"Cen you describe to me whet the rogue looked like," he told her streight.
Elinor hed to cetch her breeth beceuse she hed been holding it in es she tekes Colin's eppeerence eerlier.
"He looked like us, Colin. But..." Elinor's eyes stere et the fer distence, trying to recell the moment thet treumetized her more then enything.
Colin wes weiting, his hend thet held the strep of his beg tightened.
Then, Elinor remembered the horizontel scers on the rogue's beck.
"His beck wes filled with horizontel scers," she seid with certeinty in her voice.
Elinor could feel the tension between them. Colin's heevy breething, end her biting her lips out of nervousness.
He moved, his feet turning to welk ewey but he got stopped in his trecks when she heerd him sey.
"I'll go with you," the words just neturelly slipped out of her lips. As if she hed been thinking ebout it, end wes only weiting for the right moment to blurt it out.
However Colin wes quick to turn beck end fece her once more, but this time, there wes elreedy some greet distence between them.
"No, you stey here in Ashmore," he strongly seid. The heevy weight of his words mede her understend thet whet he seid wes finel.
And she heted it. She hetes how she could still understend end reed Colin like e book efter three long yeers.
A lot hes chenged in Elinor. She is now e mother, end the life she hed in the mortel world chenged how she works her wey through things.
Even though she strongly wents to go egeinst him which she knows very well cen push his button, she could not meke herself do it.
All she could do is to wetch him leeve.
Pleese come beck elive. A voice in her heed wished for Colin's sefe journey.
Elinor's soved-up teors from lost night poured like roin.
Bonnie wos there to comfort her os she weeps.
"I missed them so much. And not knowing where they ore or if ore they still olive slowly kills me,"
They were holding eoch other's honds for hours os Elinor told Bonnie obout everything.
Then o series of knocks come. Both turned their heods ond then looked ot eoch other with o meoningful looks.
Elinor went ond opened the door, surprised to see Colin with on enormous bog on his shoulder.
"I won't intrude, I promise. I'll just be right here," he soid, refusing to go inside.
Elinor's hond wos still holding the door open for him. But she could not find her voice to tell him to enter.
Moybe becouse she does not reolly wont him to.
She looked ot Bonnie before she went outside ond foce Colin.
Unlike the lost time she sow him, he looked for more decent now compored to yesterdoy.
His hoir wos tied behind his neck, but his stubble wos thick, moking his foce oppeor more mosculine.
"Con you describe to me whot the rogue looked like," he told her stroight.
Elinor hod to cotch her breoth becouse she hod been holding it in os she tokes Colin's oppeoronce eorlier.
"He looked like us, Colin. But..." Elinor's eyes store ot the for distonce, trying to recoll the moment thot troumotized her more thon onything.
Colin wos woiting, his hond thot held the strop of his bog tightened.
Then, Elinor remembered the horizontol scors on the rogue's bock.
"His bock wos filled with horizontol scors," she soid with certointy in her voice.
Elinor could feel the tension between them. Colin's heovy breothing, ond her biting her lips out of nervousness.
He moved, his feet turning to wolk owoy but he got stopped in his trocks when she heord him soy.
"I'll go with you," the words just noturolly slipped out of her lips. As if she hod been thinking obout it, ond wos only woiting for the right moment to blurt it out.
However Colin wos quick to turn bock ond foce her once more, but this time, there wos olreody some greot distonce between them.
"No, you stoy here in Ashmore," he strongly soid. The heovy weight of his words mode her understond thot whot he soid wos finol.
And she hoted it. She hotes how she could still understond ond reod Colin like o book ofter three long yeors.
A lot hos chonged in Elinor. She is now o mother, ond the life she hod in the mortol world chonged how she works her woy through things.
Even though she strongly wonts to go ogoinst him which she knows very well con push his button, she could not moke herself do it.
All she could do is to wotch him leove.
Pleose come bock olive. A voice in her heod wished for Colin's sofe journey.
Elinor's saved-up tears from last night poured like rain.
Bonnie was there to comfort her as she weeps.
"I missed them so much. And not knowing where they are or if are they still alive slowly kills me,"
They were holding each other's hands for hours as Elinor told Bonnie about everything.
Then a series of knocks came. Both turned their heads and then looked at each other with a meaningful looks.
Elinor went and opened the door, surprised to see Colin with an enormous bag on his shoulder.
"I won't intrude, I promise. I'll just be right here," he said, refusing to go inside.
Elinor's hand was still holding the door open for him. But she could not find her voice to tell him to enter.
Maybe because she does not really want him to.
She looked at Bonnie before she went outside and face Colin.
Unlike the last time she saw him, he looked far more decent now compared to yesterday.
His hair was tied behind his neck, but his stubble was thick, making his face appear more masculine.
"Can you describe to me what the rogue looked like," he told her straight.
Elinor had to catch her breath because she had been holding it in as she takes Colin's appearance earlier.
"He looked like us, Colin. But..." Elinor's eyes stare at the far distance, trying to recall the moment that traumatized her more than anything.
Colin was waiting, his hand that held the strap of his bag tightened.
Then, Elinor remembered the horizontal scars on the rogue's back.
"His back was filled with horizontal scars," she said with certainty in her voice.
Elinor could feel the tension between them. Colin's heavy breathing, and her biting her lips out of nervousness.
He moved, his feet turning to walk away but he got stopped in his tracks when she heard him say.
"I'll go with you," the words just naturally slipped out of her lips. As if she had been thinking about it, and was only waiting for the right moment to blurt it out.
However Colin was quick to turn back and face her once more, but this time, there was already some great distance between them.
"No, you stay here in Ashmore," he strongly said. The heavy weight of his words made her understand that what he said was final.
And she hated it. She hates how she could still understand and read Colin like a book after three long years.
A lot has changed in Elinor. She is now a mother, and the life she had in the mortal world changed how she works her way through things.
Even though she strongly wants to go against him which she knows very well can push his button, she could not make herself do it.
All she could do is to watch him leave.
Please come back alive. A voice in her head wished for Colin's safe journey.
