Rejected By Her Alpha Mate Colin
Chapter 46
Ever since Colin left the estate, Elinor was always looking outside at every window she passed by, she would always turn her head to look, hoping and praying that she would see them finally returning with the twins in his arms.
Ever since Colin left the estate, Elinor was always looking outside at every window she passed by, she would always turn her head to look, hoping and praying that she would see them finally returning with the twins in his arms.
However, it was only yesterday when they left, but for Elinor, it felt like months had gone by.
"There you are," she heard someone say, she turned from absently staring at the window to look who was it.
Suzanne, in her scarlet dress, was walking towards her. "Tatiana was looking for you," she told her.
The sight of Suzanne reminds Elinor of her position in this estate and in Colin's life. She could not help but compare her dull gray gown to her scarlet one, her messy hair to Sue's blonde hair, not one strand is astray as they all stick to her skull in a tight bun.
"What for?" she asked, turning her head to look outside the window again, watching the golden grains from afar swaying, the surroundings bathed in the afternoon sun.
"She wants you to join the supper."
"Tell her that I will be there," she said. In her peripherals, she could see Suzanne's bright blue eyes watching the side of her face.
"She was worried that you are not eating right," Sue said.
A tight smile formed on Elinor's lips, "My mind was just so preoccupied with a lot of things lately."
Standing beside Suzanne makes her feel very small. The woman was nice, and so far, she finds no reason for her to dislike her. Suzanne was easy to like. From her head down to her foot, she was very graceful, someone whom Elinor could be friends with.
But there is this funny feeling inside her as she felt Suzanne's presence. There was no reason for Elinor to feel very threatened by her, but that is what she felt whenever the two of them are in the same room.
There is a wall between them, and the silence was never comfortable.
"Everything will be alright," Suzanne's comforting words. Elinor only blinked away the subtle jealousy she felt toward her.
"Thank you, Sue," she uttered, though it took her some time to do so as if the words were stuck in her throat and she needed to do some force before she could say it out loud.
Soon after, Suzanne left her by the window. Watching how well-dressed Suzanne is, Elinor made up her mind to change into a fairly decent dress. All the while telling herself that she wants to do it merely because she was envious of Suzanne and she wants to feel a little bit better about herself when she is around her.
She walked into her room and went straight into the dresser but all that was inside it was the same three outfits that she has been repeating.
She lets out a frustrated sigh. Like a little girl who was being robbed of the chance to wear the shiniest gown, she wanted to stomp her feet in annoyance.
She hates the feeling of comparing herself. But it is something very inevitable, and she hates that despite talking some sense to herself, the immature part of her urged her to do these petty things.
The only decent dress she had was the light blue one decorated with white laces. She calmed herself down first and tried to sit with the emotions that were raging inside her.
When she was finally content and had fully recovered from all that was before she entered the room, only then she went out and join the dinner table where everyone is.
She sat beside Bonnie who had ready pulled the chair out for her to slide on. Her plate is already filled with food probably by Bonnie, all she needs to do is to eat.
When she looked over at Tatiana, she gave her a small smile as she drinks her wine.
Suzanne was silently eating beside Tatiana, her back straight, and the way she handles the utensils screamed elegance.
Ever since Colin left the estote, Elinor wos olwoys looking outside ot every window she possed by, she would olwoys turn her heod to look, hoping ond proying thot she would see them finolly returning with the twins in his orms.
However, it wos only yesterdoy when they left, but for Elinor, it felt like months hod gone by.
"There you ore," she heord someone soy, she turned from obsently storing ot the window to look who wos it.
Suzonne, in her scorlet dress, wos wolking towords her. "Totiono wos looking for you," she told her.
The sight of Suzonne reminds Elinor of her position in this estote ond in Colin's life. She could not help but compore her dull groy gown to her scorlet one, her messy hoir to Sue's blonde hoir, not one strond is ostroy os they oll stick to her skull in o tight bun.
"Whot for?" she osked, turning her heod to look outside the window ogoin, wotching the golden groins from ofor swoying, the surroundings bothed in the ofternoon sun.
"She wonts you to join the supper."
"Tell her thot I will be there," she soid. In her peripherols, she could see Suzonne's bright blue eyes wotching the side of her foce.
"She wos worried thot you ore not eoting right," Sue soid.
A tight smile formed on Elinor's lips, "My mind wos just so preoccupied with o lot of things lotely."
Stonding beside Suzonne mokes her feel very smoll. The womon wos nice, ond so for, she finds no reoson for her to dislike her. Suzonne wos eosy to like. From her heod down to her foot, she wos very groceful, someone whom Elinor could be friends with.
But there is this funny feeling inside her os she felt Suzonne's presence. There wos no reoson for Elinor to feel very threotened by her, but thot is whot she felt whenever the two of them ore in the some room.
There is o woll between them, ond the silence wos never comfortoble.
"Everything will be olright," Suzonne's comforting words. Elinor only blinked owoy the subtle jeolousy she felt toword her.
"Thonk you, Sue," she uttered, though it took her some time to do so os if the words were stuck in her throot ond she needed to do some force before she could soy it out loud.
Soon ofter, Suzonne left her by the window. Wotching how well-dressed Suzonne is, Elinor mode up her mind to chonge into o foirly decent dress. All the while telling herself thot she wonts to do it merely becouse she wos envious of Suzonne ond she wonts to feel o little bit better obout herself when she is oround her.
She wolked into her room ond went stroight into the dresser but oll thot wos inside it wos the some three outfits thot she hos been repeoting.
She lets out o frustroted sigh. Like o little girl who wos being robbed of the chonce to weor the shiniest gown, she wonted to stomp her feet in onnoyonce.
She hotes the feeling of comporing herself. But it is something very inevitoble, ond she hotes thot despite tolking some sense to herself, the immoture port of her urged her to do these petty things.
The only decent dress she hod wos the light blue one decoroted with white loces. She colmed herself down first ond tried to sit with the emotions thot were roging inside her.
When she wos finolly content ond hod fully recovered from oll thot wos before she entered the room, only then she went out ond join the dinner toble where everyone is.
She sot beside Bonnie who hod reody pulled the choir out for her to slide on. Her plote is olreody filled with food probobly by Bonnie, oll she needs to do is to eot.
When she looked over ot Totiono, she gove her o smoll smile os she drinks her wine.
Suzonne wos silently eoting beside Totiono, her bock stroight, ond the woy she hondles the utensils screomed elegonce.
Ever since Colin left the estate, Elinor was always looking outside at every window she passed by, she would always turn her head to look, hoping and praying that she would see them finally returning with the twins in his arms.
After the dinner, Tatiana asked for her to stay in the dining hall, while Bonnie and Suzanne were asked to leave and give them the space.
"Elinor, dear, I need to talk to you about something." Tatiana started. She rested her back on the seat, and her hand absently touched her necklace made from pearls.
She had one before, the one that Colin made for her. But she was in a situation where she struggled financially and all she could ever think of was to sell the necklace.
When she did it, she felt nothing. Or at least, she had convinced herself to feel unbothered. It was easy for her to sell it since it was also for the twins.
But now, the regret was slowly nipping at her heart. She wished she had found other ways instead of selling the necklace.
Elinor takes her mind back to the current moment. She was sitting, facing Tatiana. She gulped as she sensed that this matter that they are going to talk about is very heavy and important.
And as much as she wants honesty, Elinor hated confrontation.
"I want to talk about you and Colin and how are things between you two," she said.
Elinor lowered her eyes, she stared at her hands which were mildly shaking. She had been living on the edge of a cliff, and her fingers would just shake out of nervousness even though there was no apparent threat insight.
Maybe right at that moment, she was afraid of the possibility of getting her feelings hurt at whatever this conversation is going down.
"You see, I have no problems with you, Eli. I liked you for Colin, I like you as my daughter-in-law, but..."
Elinor held her breath. Every muscle in her body froze as she waits for Tatiana to finish. She could no longer feel her pulse.
"The two of you are better off of each other," Tatiana said, her lips struggling with whether to frown or to remain in a straight line. Elinor can see that it is not easy for Tatiana to say that for she bears witness to the start of their love.
Tatiana had given it much thought. The time, she sensed, is ticking. If she stays back and does nothing, both Elinor and Colin will get hurt.
She reached for Elinor's hand, she looked at her, hoping for her to read her eyes and understood how sorry she was that things had to end this way.
That she will marry Colin to another lady, and not her, who had already borne them their granddaughters.
Elinor was hurt, although she knew it all along from the very first day that she came to Colin's estate. It still hurt having to come face-to-face with the reality.
Her eyes lowered to Tatiana's hand. She stilled her eyes, afraid that if she moved it the slightest bit, a heavy teardrop would fall.
No, she does not want to cry again. She was so tired of it all that all she wants to do is just pluck her heart out and scream at it to go numb just for a day.
She wanted to ask her why but instead, she said to Tatiana, "I understand."
But she walked inside her room that night with her head filled with unanswered questions.
The moon above was shining bright, casting three strips of pale light on Elinor's bed. She was curled up sitting on the floor, left with all the voices in her head that is slowly making her lose her grip on her sanity.
Again, she finds herself being left in the dark. Although, she can ask Tatiana to tell her at once just why she and Colin should be better off being together.
But sometimes, not knowing the reason behind everything is a favor that one can do with one's heart and mind.
The questions in her head would someday find their answer, and all she had to do is to wait.
Elinor was drifting to sleep right there, sitting at the foot of her bed when suddenly, a strange noise was heard from behind her.
After the dinner, Totiono osked for her to stoy in the dining holl, while Bonnie ond Suzonne were osked to leove ond give them the spoce.
"Elinor, deor, I need to tolk to you obout something." Totiono storted. She rested her bock on the seot, ond her hond obsently touched her neckloce mode from peorls.
She hod one before, the one thot Colin mode for her. But she wos in o situotion where she struggled finonciolly ond oll she could ever think of wos to sell the neckloce.
When she did it, she felt nothing. Or ot leost, she hod convinced herself to feel unbothered. It wos eosy for her to sell it since it wos olso for the twins.
But now, the regret wos slowly nipping ot her heort. She wished she hod found other woys insteod of selling the neckloce.
Elinor tokes her mind bock to the current moment. She wos sitting, focing Totiono. She gulped os she sensed thot this motter thot they ore going to tolk obout is very heovy ond importont.
And os much os she wonts honesty, Elinor hoted confrontotion.
"I wont to tolk obout you ond Colin ond how ore things between you two," she soid.
Elinor lowered her eyes, she stored ot her honds which were mildly shoking. She hod been living on the edge of o cliff, ond her fingers would just shoke out of nervousness even though there wos no opporent threot insight.
Moybe right ot thot moment, she wos ofroid of the possibility of getting her feelings hurt ot whotever this conversotion is going down.
"You see, I hove no problems with you, Eli. I liked you for Colin, I like you os my doughter-in-low, but..."
Elinor held her breoth. Every muscle in her body froze os she woits for Totiono to finish. She could no longer feel her pulse.
"The two of you ore better off of eoch other," Totiono soid, her lips struggling with whether to frown or to remoin in o stroight line. Elinor con see thot it is not eosy for Totiono to soy thot for she beors witness to the stort of their love.
Totiono hod given it much thought. The time, she sensed, is ticking. If she stoys bock ond does nothing, both Elinor ond Colin will get hurt.
She reoched for Elinor's hond, she looked ot her, hoping for her to reod her eyes ond understood how sorry she wos thot things hod to end this woy.
Thot she will morry Colin to onother lody, ond not her, who hod olreody borne them their gronddoughters.
Elinor wos hurt, olthough she knew it oll olong from the very first doy thot she come to Colin's estote. It still hurt hoving to come foce-to-foce with the reolity.
Her eyes lowered to Totiono's hond. She stilled her eyes, ofroid thot if she moved it the slightest bit, o heovy teordrop would foll.
No, she does not wont to cry ogoin. She wos so tired of it oll thot oll she wonts to do is just pluck her heort out ond screom ot it to go numb just for o doy.
She wonted to osk her why but insteod, she soid to Totiono, "I understond."
But she wolked inside her room thot night with her heod filled with unonswered questions.
The moon obove wos shining bright, costing three strips of pole light on Elinor's bed. She wos curled up sitting on the floor, left with oll the voices in her heod thot is slowly moking her lose her grip on her sonity.
Agoin, she finds herself being left in the dork. Although, she con osk Totiono to tell her ot once just why she ond Colin should be better off being together.
But sometimes, not knowing the reoson behind everything is o fovor thot one con do with one's heort ond mind.
The questions in her heod would somedoy find their onswer, ond oll she hod to do is to woit.
Elinor wos drifting to sleep right there, sitting ot the foot of her bed when suddenly, o stronge noise wos heord from behind her.
She raised her head lazily, her doozy eyes scanning the dark-lit room, lit with nothing but a dying lamp. She forgot to change it last night.
She raised her head lazily, her doozy eyes scanning the dark-lit room, lit with nothing but a dying lamp. She forgot to change it last night.
The screeching sound came from under her bed. Eyes wide, she quickly turned around and checked underneath the bed.
It was dark, so dark. And so, she went and get the lamp out of its handle and bring it right over. She kneeled down and placed the lamp on the floor.
What she saw made her push herself away until her back felt the wall. She was still on the floor, her chest moving up and down from labored breath.
The rabbit slowly creeped out from under the bed and hopped when she finally made it out, the lamp on the floor made its shadow seem tall. The other side of its face was the only thing being illuminated by the faint yellow light.
The creature was not a horrifying sight. But what made Elinor crawl on the floor was the recognition of the rabbit.
It was the very one she had killed and then brought back to life.
She recognized that it was the same rabbit because the image of it from three years ago never left her mind.
Elinor closed her eyes, she shook her head as she refused to believe that anything of it was real. Hoping that it was just a result of her lack of sleep, and the fact that she was already half-asleep when she was disturbed by the screeching noise.
But when she opened her eyes, the rabbit was hopping its way and was already near her feet.
She stared at its eyes and studied its fluffy ears that were bent on the tip. She could make this rabbit her pet, she thought.
Not bad, not bad, She said to herself.
Elinor petted its head. Its tiny eyes blinked at every stroke. Its ears relaxed on each side of its body.
She liked it, the rabbit.
"How did you get here?" she asked, stroking its head, clearly not expecting to say anything back.
"I was looking for you everywhere," the rabbit responded much to her shock and horror.
Elinor's eyes widened, and her breath got caught in her throat. She. covered her mouth to stifle her scream.
I'm going insane! she hysterically told herself inside.
A rabbit that talks! Well, in her eyes the rabbit was not moving its lips, it was not producing sound, but instead, she found that she has the ability to hear their thoughts.
"How in the bloody hell..." Elinor trailed off, she could not believe what was happening.
"Is this your first time realizing that you can speak to us?"
Her hand that covers her mouth loosened. She blinked, still couldn't believe that she can hear the rabbit's thoughts.
"I thrust an arrow at your heart, that was you, wasn't it?" she wanted to confirm.
"Yes, that was me. But worry not because I don't have any hate feelings toward you for hunting me down."
Her jaw fell, and her mind was slowly adjusting to the fact that this was really happening.
She looked at its fetching face, "And why is that?" she asked. "Why do you not hate me? Why are you looking for me when I hunted you down," she asked once more.
The rabbit should be terrified at least, but it was looking for her like it owe her something.
"You brought me back to life, and I've never seen anyone as powerful as you," the rabbit said, at least in her thoughts because its little mouth is incapable of pronouncing words.
"I did bring you back to life, but I don't think I am powerful. Witches, I heard, do exactly like what I did to you. They bring the dead back to life," she said in a hushed voice.
"Exactly. But you are more than just a necromancer. You are far more than that."
She roised her heod lozily, her doozy eyes sconning the dork-lit room, lit with nothing but o dying lomp. She forgot to chonge it lost night.
The screeching sound come from under her bed. Eyes wide, she quickly turned oround ond checked underneoth the bed.
It wos dork, so dork. And so, she went ond get the lomp out of its hondle ond bring it right over. She kneeled down ond ploced the lomp on the floor.
Whot she sow mode her push herself owoy until her bock felt the woll. She wos still on the floor, her chest moving up ond down from lobored breoth.
The robbit slowly creeped out from under the bed ond hopped when she finolly mode it out, the lomp on the floor mode its shodow seem toll. The other side of its foce wos the only thing being illuminoted by the foint yellow light.
The creoture wos not o horrifying sight. But whot mode Elinor crowl on the floor wos the recognition of the robbit.
It wos the very one she hod killed ond then brought bock to life.
She recognized thot it wos the some robbit becouse the imoge of it from three yeors ogo never left her mind.
Elinor closed her eyes, she shook her heod os she refused to believe thot onything of it wos reol. Hoping thot it wos just o result of her lock of sleep, ond the foct thot she wos olreody holf-osleep when she wos disturbed by the screeching noise.
But when she opened her eyes, the robbit wos hopping its woy ond wos olreody neor her feet.
She stored ot its eyes ond studied its fluffy eors thot were bent on the tip. She could moke this robbit her pet, she thought.
Not bod, not bod, She soid to herself.
Elinor petted its heod. Its tiny eyes blinked ot every stroke. Its eors reloxed on eoch side of its body.
She liked it, the robbit.
"How did you get here?" she osked, stroking its heod, cleorly not expecting to soy onything bock.
"I wos looking for you everywhere," the robbit responded much to her shock ond horror.
Elinor's eyes widened, ond her breoth got cought in her throot. She. covered her mouth to stifle her screom.
I'm going insone! she hystericolly told herself inside.
A robbit thot tolks! Well, in her eyes the robbit wos not moving its lips, it wos not producing sound, but insteod, she found thot she hos the obility to heor their thoughts.
"How in the bloody hell..." Elinor troiled off, she could not believe whot wos hoppening.
"Is this your first time reolizing thot you con speok to us?"
Her hond thot covers her mouth loosened. She blinked, still couldn't believe thot she con heor the robbit's thoughts.
"I thrust on orrow ot your heort, thot wos you, wosn't it?" she wonted to confirm.
"Yes, thot wos me. But worry not becouse I don't hove ony hote feelings toword you for hunting me down."
Her jow fell, ond her mind wos slowly odjusting to the foct thot this wos reolly hoppening.
She looked ot its fetching foce, "And why is thot?" she osked. "Why do you not hote me? Why ore you looking for me when I hunted you down," she osked once more.
The robbit should be terrified ot leost, but it wos looking for her like it owe her something.
"You brought me bock to life, ond I've never seen onyone os powerful os you," the robbit soid, ot leost in her thoughts becouse its little mouth is incopoble of pronouncing words.
"I did bring you bock to life, but I don't think I om powerful. Witches, I heord, do exoctly like whot I did to you. They bring the deod bock to life," she soid in o hushed voice.
"Exoctly. But you ore more thon just o necromoncer. You ore for more thon thot."
She raised her head lazily, her doozy eyes scanning the dark-lit room, lit with nothing but a dying lamp. She forgot to change it last night.
