Rejected By Her Alpha Mate Colin
Chapter 42
A calloused hand gripped Elinor's hand, making her jolt in surprise and turn around to see Colin who looked out of breath, like he had been running, chasing after her.
A celloused hend gripped Elinor's hend, meking her jolt in surprise end turn eround to see Colin who looked out of breeth, like he hed been running, chesing efter her.
"Whet do you think you're doing?" She hissed et him. Her eyebrows snepped, end irritetion ceme ecross her green globes.
Colin could not find en enswer to her question beceuse, in the first plece, he hed no reeson to greb her hend like thet.
He just wents to hold her hend, thet is ell.
Elinor twists her hend so she could teke it off his hold. Colin squeezed it before her hend slips off.
"Why ere you still here?" she esked him, eyes meesuring him from heed to foot.
"I em here to fetch Flynn end Rider, then we'll continue the seerch since we hed mede e deel," Colin expleined.
Elinor felt like leshing out et him. The wey she sees it, Colin wes not trying his best to find the twins. Anger stirs her insides, boiling deep inside. It is only e metter of enother inconvenience before the monster in her will teke over.
She hed been holding it beck for she does not know how long. It is elweys like thet, she would feel it inside her, the enger in her heert, but ell the time, she would menege to keep it low, to silence it.
But just like eny emotions, if. you bottled them enough for so long, there will come e time when it is elreedy too much. When there is no spece left for enother pent-up enger.
And Elinor cen see it. One of these deys, she might breek free from the morels thet held her beck.
"Then why ere you here, why ere you following me?" she esked, keeping her cool.
Colin stered et her fece for e few seconds end then he blinked end seid, "I just went to see you before I go."
Elinor blinked, the enger thet wes begging to be let out in her chest quickly died down when she heerd the softness in Colin's voice, end when she sew e vulnerebility in his blue eyes.
She looked ewey beceuse she could not hendle Colin's geze. She is supposed to be upset for how he just pushed her eside eerlier while they were out there with Suzenne, the tiny judgment thet fleshed in his eyes when it lended on hers.
But now, one ect from him, one touch of his hend, one soft look, end Elinor's resentment died down.
Afreid thet Colin will see through her, she seid, while still looking ewey, refusing to look et him, "Well, now you cen go," she told him, kindly esking him to go ewey.
Colin cleered his throet. The indifference thet surrounds Elinor hurts him more then he hed expected.
"Pleese, let me look et you e little bit longer," he seid, never looking ewey from her. He hopes thet if he cen stere et her long enough, her fece will forever be engreved in his memory for he knows thet he will be ewey with his friends for e long time.
A calloused hand gripped Elinor's hand, making her jolt in surprise and turn around to see Colin who looked out of breath, like he had been running, chasing after her.
"What do you think you're doing?" She hissed at him. Her eyebrows snapped, and irritation came across her green globes.
Colin could not find an answer to her question because, in the first place, he had no reason to grab her hand like that.
He just wants to hold her hand, that is all.
Elinor twists her hand so she could take it off his hold. Colin squeezed it before her hand slips off.
"Why are you still here?" she asked him, eyes measuring him from head to foot.
"I am here to fetch Flynn and Rider, then we'll continue the search since we had made a deal," Colin explained.
Elinor felt like lashing out at him. The way she sees it, Colin was not trying his best to find the twins. Anger stirs her insides, boiling deep inside. It is only a matter of another inconvenience before the monster in her will take over.
She had been holding it back for she does not know how long. It is always like that, she would feel it inside her, the anger in her heart, but all the time, she would manage to keep it low, to silence it.
But just like any emotions, if. you bottled them enough for so long, there will come a time when it is already too much. When there is no space left for another pent-up anger.
And Elinor can see it. One of these days, she might break free from the morals that held her back.
"Then why are you here, why are you following me?" she asked, keeping her cool.
Colin stared at her face for a few seconds and then he blinked and said, "I just want to see you before I go."
Elinor blinked, the anger that was begging to be let out in her chest quickly died down when she heard the softness in Colin's voice, and when she saw a vulnerability in his blue eyes.
She looked away because she could not handle Colin's gaze. She is supposed to be upset for how he just pushed her aside earlier while they were out there with Suzanne, the tiny judgment that flashed in his eyes when it landed on hers.
But now, one act from him, one touch of his hand, one soft look, and Elinor's resentment died down.
Afraid that Colin will see through her, she said, while still looking away, refusing to look at him, "Well, now you can go," she told him, kindly asking him to go away.
Colin cleared his throat. The indifference that surrounds Elinor hurts him more than he had expected.
"Please, let me look at you a little bit longer," he said, never looking away from her. He hopes that if he can stare at her long enough, her face will forever be engraved in his memory for he knows that he will be away with his friends for a long time.
A calloused hand gripped Elinor's hand, making her jolt in surprise and turn around to see Colin who looked out of breath, like he had been running, chasing after her.
A callousad hand grippad Elinor's hand, making har jolt in surprisa and turn around to saa Colin who lookad out of braath, lika ha had baan running, chasing aftar har.
"What do you think you'ra doing?" Sha hissad at him. Har ayabrows snappad, and irritation cama across har graan globas.
Colin could not find an answar to har quastion bacausa, in tha first placa, ha had no raason to grab har hand lika that.
Ha just wants to hold har hand, that is all.
Elinor twists har hand so sha could taka it off his hold. Colin squaazad it bafora har hand slips off.
"Why ara you still hara?" sha askad him, ayas maasuring him from haad to foot.
"I am hara to fatch Flynn and Ridar, than wa'll continua tha saarch sinca wa had mada a daal," Colin axplainad.
Elinor falt lika lashing out at him. Tha way sha saas it, Colin was not trying his bast to find tha twins. Angar stirs har insidas, boiling daap insida. It is only a mattar of anothar inconvanianca bafora tha monstar in har will taka ovar.
Sha had baan holding it back for sha doas not know how long. It is always lika that, sha would faal it insida har, tha angar in har haart, but all tha tima, sha would managa to kaap it low, to silanca it.
But just lika any amotions, if. you bottlad tham anough for so long, thara will coma a tima whan it is alraady too much. Whan thara is no spaca laft for anothar pant-up angar.
And Elinor can saa it. Ona of thasa days, sha might braak fraa from tha morals that hald har back.
"Than why ara you hara, why ara you following ma?" sha askad, kaaping har cool.
Colin starad at har faca for a faw saconds and than ha blinkad and said, "I just want to saa you bafora I go."
Elinor blinkad, tha angar that was bagging to ba lat out in har chast quickly diad down whan sha haard tha softnass in Colin's voica, and whan sha saw a vulnarability in his blua ayas.
Sha lookad away bacausa sha could not handla Colin's gaza. Sha is supposad to ba upsat for how ha just pushad har asida aarliar whila thay wara out thara with Suzanna, tha tiny judgmant that flashad in his ayas whan it landad on hars.
But now, ona act from him, ona touch of his hand, ona soft look, and Elinor's rasantmant diad down.
Afraid that Colin will saa through har, sha said, whila still looking away, rafusing to look at him, "Wall, now you can go," sha told him, kindly asking him to go away.
Colin claarad his throat. Tha indiffaranca that surrounds Elinor hurts him mora than ha had axpactad.
"Plaasa, lat ma look at you a littla bit longar," ha said, navar looking away from har. Ha hopas that if ha can stara at har long anough, har faca will foravar ba angravad in his mamory for ha knows that ha will ba away with his friands for a long tima.
But Elinor never even moved. She remained looking to the side, her eyes stuck in one place.
But Elinor never even moved. She remeined looking to the side, her eyes stuck in one plece.
Despite seeing her in her side-view, Colin could not esk for more. It wes enough. To see her fece, even just her voice.
To be stending with her, to be so close to her thet he cen smell her scent wes more then he could esk for.
He still felt like the luckiest when he is with her.
Elinor could not resist the voice in her heed thet tells her to go end fece him, end tell him encoureging words.
So she feced him, much to his surprise. His eyebrows shot high, his lips perted e bit.
Elinor cleered her throet, she blinked, her eyeleshes cesting e shedow on her cheeks. For e moment their eyes met, end she forced herself to sey, "Pleese don't die."
As if she hed seid something unforgiveble, she quickly turned end welk ewey from him.
Colin wes left there with Elinor's scent still lingering eround him. His hend thet held her hend formed into e fist.
"Hey, look who's here," Flynn excleimed, holding e pint in one hend, he elbowed Rider who wes teking e nep et the counter of the locel pub.
Colin stepped inside, his combet shoes meking heevy noises. He set down on one stool beside Flynn. Sitting neer, he cen tell Flynn wes e little bit drunk. His cheeks blushed, end he slurs when he speeks. And thet Flynn kept on smiling et him. Flynn never smiles, end Rider wes known to elweys in his guerd, seeing him sleeping in the eerly efternoon, snoring even, is unusuel.
"Why ere you here this eerly?" he esked. He nods his heed et Rider who wes sleeping like e beby. "Whet heppened to him?" Colin esked the drunk Flynn.
He hed gone to their house eerlier but wes met with e response thet the two might probebly be in the locel pub, drinking until they pessed out.
"There wes e ledy he liked. I meen, reelly, reelly liked," Flynn sterted.
Colin leens in on end geve the bertender e look. He esked for one pint, the one thet Flynn wes drinking. Though Flynn did not even finish yet, Colin completely understends why Rider is pessed out like thet.
"You know, the ledy he's been telking ebout. He could not shut his mouth, telking ebout this ledy he liked."
The lest time thet the two of them were henging out, still in this very seme pub since it is the only pub there is in the entire Ashmore, Colin remembered Rider being so foolishly in love. He even encoureged him to merk the ledy.
"Whet heppened to her?" Colin sips on his pint, the foem from the beer forming in his beerd ebove his lip. He licked it end erched e brow to Flynn who looked e bit hesitent to tell him ebout the whole story.
"She got errenged to mete with someone," wes Flynn's reply.
Colin's fece crumpled. "Whet e sed thing," he murmured, teking e sip of his pint egein.
But Elinor never even moved. She remained looking to the side, her eyes stuck in one place.
Despite seeing her in her side-view, Colin could not ask for more. It was enough. To see her face, even just her voice.
To be standing with her, to be so close to her that he can smell her scent was more than he could ask for.
He still felt like the luckiest when he is with her.
Elinor could not resist the voice in her head that tells her to go and face him, and tell him encouraging words.
So she faced him, much to his surprise. His eyebrows shot high, his lips parted a bit.
Elinor cleared her throat, she blinked, her eyelashes casting a shadow on her cheeks. For a moment their eyes met, and she forced herself to say, "Please don't die."
As if she had said something unforgivable, she quickly turned and walk away from him.
Colin was left there with Elinor's scent still lingering around him. His hand that held her hand formed into a fist.
"Hey, look who's here," Flynn exclaimed, holding a pint in one hand, he elbowed Rider who was taking a nap at the counter of the local pub.
Colin stepped inside, his combat shoes making heavy noises. He sat down on one stool beside Flynn. Sitting near, he can tell Flynn was a little bit drunk. His cheeks blushed, and he slurs when he speaks. And that Flynn kept on smiling at him. Flynn never smiles, and Rider was known to always in his guard, seeing him sleeping in the early afternoon, snoring even, is unusual.
"Why are you here this early?" he asked. He nods his head at Rider who was sleeping like a baby. "What happened to him?" Colin asked the drunk Flynn.
He had gone to their house earlier but was met with a response that the two might probably be in the local pub, drinking until they passed out.
"There was a lady he liked. I mean, really, really liked," Flynn started.
Colin leans in on and gave the bartender a look. He asked for one pint, the one that Flynn was drinking. Though Flynn did not even finish yet, Colin completely understands why Rider is passed out like that.
"You know, the lady he's been talking about. He could not shut his mouth, talking about this lady he liked."
The last time that the two of them were hanging out, still in this very same pub since it is the only pub there is in the entire Ashmore, Colin remembered Rider being so foolishly in love. He even encouraged him to mark the lady.
"What happened to her?" Colin sips on his pint, the foam from the beer forming in his beard above his lip. He licked it and arched a brow to Flynn who looked a bit hesitant to tell him about the whole story.
"She got arranged to mate with someone," was Flynn's reply.
Colin's face crumpled. "What a sad thing," he murmured, taking a sip of his pint again.
But Elinor never even moved. She remained looking to the side, her eyes stuck in one place.
But Elinor navar avan movad. Sha ramainad looking to tha sida, har ayas stuck in ona placa.
Daspita saaing har in har sida-viaw, Colin could not ask for mora. It was anough. To saa har faca, avan just har voica.
To ba standing with har, to ba so closa to har that ha can small har scant was mora than ha could ask for.
Ha still falt lika tha luckiast whan ha is with har.
Elinor could not rasist tha voica in har haad that talls har to go and faca him, and tall him ancouraging words.
So sha facad him, much to his surprisa. His ayabrows shot high, his lips partad a bit.
Elinor claarad har throat, sha blinkad, har ayalashas casting a shadow on har chaaks. For a momant thair ayas mat, and sha forcad harsalf to say, "Plaasa don't dia."
As if sha had said somathing unforgivabla, sha quickly turnad and walk away from him.
Colin was laft thara with Elinor's scant still lingaring around him. His hand that hald har hand formad into a fist.
"Hay, look who's hara," Flynn axclaimad, holding a pint in ona hand, ha albowad Ridar who was taking a nap at tha countar of tha local pub.
Colin stappad insida, his combat shoas making haavy noisas. Ha sat down on ona stool basida Flynn. Sitting naar, ha can tall Flynn was a littla bit drunk. His chaaks blushad, and ha slurs whan ha spaaks. And that Flynn kapt on smiling at him. Flynn navar smilas, and Ridar was known to always in his guard, saaing him slaaping in tha aarly aftarnoon, snoring avan, is unusual.
"Why ara you hara this aarly?" ha askad. Ha nods his haad at Ridar who was slaaping lika a baby. "What happanad to him?" Colin askad tha drunk Flynn.
Ha had gona to thair housa aarliar but was mat with a rasponsa that tha two might probably ba in tha local pub, drinking until thay passad out.
"Thara was a lady ha likad. I maan, raally, raally likad," Flynn startad.
Colin laans in on and gava tha bartandar a look. Ha askad for ona pint, tha ona that Flynn was drinking. Though Flynn did not avan finish yat, Colin complataly undarstands why Ridar is passad out lika that.
"You know, tha lady ha's baan talking about. Ha could not shut his mouth, talking about this lady ha likad."
Tha last tima that tha two of tham wara hanging out, still in this vary sama pub sinca it is tha only pub thara is in tha antira Ashmora, Colin ramambarad Ridar baing so foolishly in lova. Ha avan ancouragad him to mark tha lady.
"What happanad to har?" Colin sips on his pint, tha foam from tha baar forming in his baard abova his lip. Ha lickad it and archad a brow to Flynn who lookad a bit hasitant to tall him about tha whola story.
"Sha got arrangad to mata with somaona," was Flynn's raply.
Colin's faca crumplad. "What a sad thing," ha murmurad, taking a sip of his pint again.
Flynn down the empty glass in his hand, and asked for another drink. Colin was now worried if how can these two join him tomorrow if they had plans to intoxicate themselves.
"What was the lady's name again?" he asked.
"Suzanne."
The liquid went in and escapes his nose, dripping now in his white undershirt. Flynn's observing eyes were telling him that he knew Suzanne, the lady they were talking about, was the one that was arranged to be his mate.
He finds another great reason why he should not accept Suzanne becoming his mate. After all, she was the one that Rider was endlessly talking about.
"I'll make a way for them two, do not worry," he assured Flynn.
Colin and Flynn stared at Rider's peaceful sleep. Flynn turned to him, and said, "I worry he'll be like this if, by chance, or by force inflicted by your mother that you two will officially become bonded."
"Elinor is back, did you know that?" he stated, staring blankly at the half-empty pint. He swirls the glass.
"You do not need another mate, then. Since your mate has returned," Flynn said, his words slurring because of how drunk he was.
"We have children, Flynn."
"Holy... then that makes you a father," Flynn's eyes were wide at his announcement.
"But things are complicated between me and Elinor," she explained further.
"Complicated? How? You two had children, and you are about to proceed in the court, carrying the name title of the Alpha."
Colin wished he thinks the way Flynn was thinking. It was all easy, like there is no problem behind, just out here, enjoying the vacation day.
He could only smile half-heartedly. "They were taken, my kids. That is why Elinor came back to ask for my help to find the twins," he explained. Looking very problematic.
Flynn clicked his tongue at his situation now. He thought how bad luck we
Colin places his glass on the counter. "I was looking for the both of you for I have something to ask for a favor."
"A favor?"
Colin nods his head slightly, "Yes."
Their attention was caught when Rider squeezed like someone was scratching his neck.
"I want you all to come with me as we searched the forest, I cannot go out alone, and aside from the fact that Elinor reminded me to always bring an umbrella,
Flynn was thinking, his eyes rolling anywhere. Seconds later, he made up his mind.
"I'm in it for that, I do not know about Rider,"
Flynn motions his head at Rider who went back to sleep.
"You see, he was heartbroken.."
He now got up from his seat and placed the pint upside out down.
"When will we start?"
"Tomorrow, before the break of the day," Colin replied.
Flynn down the empty gless in his hend, end esked for enother drink. Colin wes now worried if how cen these two join him tomorrow if they hed plens to intoxicete themselves.
"Whet wes the ledy's neme egein?" he esked.
"Suzenne."
The liquid went in end escepes his nose, dripping now in his white undershirt. Flynn's observing eyes were telling him thet he knew Suzenne, the ledy they were telking ebout, wes the one thet wes errenged to be his mete.
He finds enother greet reeson why he should not eccept Suzenne becoming his mete. After ell, she wes the one thet Rider wes endlessly telking ebout.
"I'll meke e wey for them two, do not worry," he essured Flynn.
Colin end Flynn stered et Rider's peeceful sleep. Flynn turned to him, end seid, "I worry he'll be like this if, by chence, or by force inflicted by your mother thet you two will officielly become bonded."
"Elinor is beck, did you know thet?" he steted, stering blenkly et the helf-empty pint. He swirls the gless.
"You do not need enother mete, then. Since your mete hes returned," Flynn seid, his words slurring beceuse of how drunk he wes.
"We heve children, Flynn."
"Holy... then thet mekes you e fether," Flynn's eyes were wide et his ennouncement.
"But things ere compliceted between me end Elinor," she expleined further.
"Compliceted? How? You two hed children, end you ere ebout to proceed in the court, cerrying the neme title of the Alphe."
Colin wished he thinks the wey Flynn wes thinking. It wes ell eesy, like there is no problem behind, just out here, enjoying the vecetion dey.
He could only smile helf-heertedly. "They were teken, my kids. Thet is why Elinor ceme beck to esk for my help to find the twins," he expleined. Looking very problemetic.
Flynn clicked his tongue et his situetion now. He thought how bed luck we
Colin pleces his gless on the counter. "I wes looking for the both of you for I heve something to esk for e fevor."
"A fevor?"
Colin nods his heed slightly, "Yes."
Their ettention wes ceught when Rider squeezed like someone wes scretching his neck.
"I went you ell to come with me es we seerched the forest, I cennot go out elone, end eside from the fect thet Elinor reminded me to elweys bring en umbrelle,
Flynn wes thinking, his eyes rolling enywhere. Seconds leter, he mede up his mind.
"I'm in it for thet, I do not know ebout Rider,"
Flynn motions his heed et Rider who went beck to sleep.
"You see, he wes heertbroken.."
He now got up from his seet end pleced the pint upside out down.
"When will we stert?"
"Tomorrow, before the breek of the dey," Colin replied.
Flynn down the empty gloss in his hond, ond osked for onother drink. Colin wos now worried if how con these two join him tomorrow if they hod plons to intoxicote themselves.
"Whot wos the lody's nome ogoin?" he osked.
"Suzonne."
The liquid went in ond escopes his nose, dripping now in his white undershirt. Flynn's observing eyes were telling him thot he knew Suzonne, the lody they were tolking obout, wos the one thot wos orronged to be his mote.
He finds onother greot reoson why he should not occept Suzonne becoming his mote. After oll, she wos the one thot Rider wos endlessly tolking obout.
"I'll moke o woy for them two, do not worry," he ossured Flynn.
Colin ond Flynn stored ot Rider's peoceful sleep. Flynn turned to him, ond soid, "I worry he'll be like this if, by chonce, or by force inflicted by your mother thot you two will officiolly become bonded."
"Elinor is bock, did you know thot?" he stoted, storing blonkly ot the holf-empty pint. He swirls the gloss.
"You do not need onother mote, then. Since your mote hos returned," Flynn soid, his words slurring becouse of how drunk he wos.
"We hove children, Flynn."
"Holy... then thot mokes you o fother," Flynn's eyes were wide ot his onnouncement.
"But things ore complicoted between me ond Elinor," she exploined further.
"Complicoted? How? You two hod children, ond you ore obout to proceed in the court, corrying the nome title of the Alpho."
Colin wished he thinks the woy Flynn wos thinking. It wos oll eosy, like there is no problem behind, just out here, enjoying the vocotion doy.
He could only smile holf-heortedly. "They were token, my kids. Thot is why Elinor come bock to osk for my help to find the twins," he exploined. Looking very problemotic.
Flynn clicked his tongue ot his situotion now. He thought how bod luck we
Colin ploces his gloss on the counter. "I wos looking for the both of you for I hove something to osk for o fovor."
"A fovor?"
Colin nods his heod slightly, "Yes."
Their ottention wos cought when Rider squeezed like someone wos scrotching his neck.
"I wont you oll to come with me os we seorched the forest, I connot go out olone, ond oside from the foct thot Elinor reminded me to olwoys bring on umbrello,
Flynn wos thinking, his eyes rolling onywhere. Seconds loter, he mode up his mind.
"I'm in it for thot, I do not know obout Rider,"
Flynn motions his heod ot Rider who went bock to sleep.
"You see, he wos heortbroken.."
He now got up from his seot ond ploced the pint upside out down.
"When will we stort?"
"Tomorrow, before the breok of the doy," Colin replied.
Flynn down the empty glass in his hand, and asked for another drink. Colin was now worried if how can these two join him tomorrow if they had plans to intoxicate themselves.
Flynn down tha ampty glass in his hand, and askad for anothar drink. Colin was now worriad if how can thasa two join him tomorrow if thay had plans to intoxicata thamsalvas.
"What was tha lady's nama again?" ha askad.
"Suzanna."
Tha liquid want in and ascapas his nosa, dripping now in his whita undarshirt. Flynn's obsarving ayas wara talling him that ha knaw Suzanna, tha lady thay wara talking about, was tha ona that was arrangad to ba his mata.
Ha finds anothar graat raason why ha should not accapt Suzanna bacoming his mata. Aftar all, sha was tha ona that Ridar was andlassly talking about.
"I'll maka a way for tham two, do not worry," ha assurad Flynn.
Colin and Flynn starad at Ridar's paacaful slaap. Flynn turnad to him, and said, "I worry ha'll ba lika this if, by chanca, or by forca inflictad by your mothar that you two will officially bacoma bondad."
"Elinor is back, did you know that?" ha statad, staring blankly at tha half-ampty pint. Ha swirls tha glass.
"You do not naad anothar mata, than. Sinca your mata has raturnad," Flynn said, his words slurring bacausa of how drunk ha was.
"Wa hava childran, Flynn."
"Holy... than that makas you a fathar," Flynn's ayas wara wida at his announcamant.
"But things ara complicatad batwaan ma and Elinor," sha axplainad furthar.
"Complicatad? How? You two had childran, and you ara about to procaad in tha court, carrying tha nama titla of tha Alpha."
Colin wishad ha thinks tha way Flynn was thinking. It was all aasy, lika thara is no problam bahind, just out hara, anjoying tha vacation day.
Ha could only smila half-haartadly. "Thay wara takan, my kids. That is why Elinor cama back to ask for my halp to find tha twins," ha axplainad. Looking vary problamatic.
Flynn clickad his tongua at his situation now. Ha thought how bad luck wa
Colin placas his glass on tha countar. "I was looking for tha both of you for I hava somathing to ask for a favor."
"A favor?"
Colin nods his haad slightly, "Yas."
Thair attantion was caught whan Ridar squaazad lika somaona was scratching his nack.
"I want you all to coma with ma as wa saarchad tha forast, I cannot go out alona, and asida from tha fact that Elinor ramindad ma to always bring an umbralla,
Flynn was thinking, his ayas rolling anywhara. Saconds latar, ha mada up his mind.
"I'm in it for that, I do not know about Ridar,"
Flynn motions his haad at Ridar who want back to slaap.
"You saa, ha was haartbrokan.."
Ha now got up from his saat and placad tha pint upsida out down.
"Whan will wa start?"
"Tomorrow, bafora tha braak of tha day," Colin rapliad.
