Rejected By Her Alpha Mate Colin
Chapter 50
"I think I strained my neck," she told Bonnie who was keeping her company.
The windowsill now becomes their hang-out spot. She had laid soft bedding on it and a pillow for when she had nothing else to do but look outside and wait for Colin's return.
But this time, she need to lay her back and head to rest. And then after that, she would repeat the same cycle she had these days: Wait for his return, have a little bit of rest, eat, and then repeat.
Bonnie looked up from the book she had been reading, "Go ahead and rest."
"Aren't you gonna do the same as well?" she asked her.
She jumped from the crooked windowsill where she had been sitting in the morning, and now it is early afternoon.
"I will, soon after I finish a chapter."
"Alright, then."
"See you at dinner," Bonnie said before she left.
"I will," she replied.
As she near her bedroom door, she came across Suzanne walking in the opposite direction. When they met in between, both of the ladies stopped to give each other acknowledging smile.
"How are you, Elinor?"
"I am still the same, I cannot say I am fine, really. But thank you for asking," she said.
She was a bit taller than Suzanne, but then again, she always felt small around her.
Maybe because of her aura. How her head never bends low whenever she looks down at something. Her eyes are the only ones that move.
She is a lady with status, indeed. Elinor compared herself again. Down to her not-so-huge chest, to Suzanne's plump ones, to her messy and stubborn hair, to Suzanne's blonde hair who falls perfectly without her even trying.
"I haven't seen you around lately," Suzanne's brows fold down.
"That is, I have been sitting in the same spot, waiting for their return."
Suzanne's face relaxed, and her eyes soften when she blinked.
"I am, too. But that sounds very dull to me. To just wait and do nothing. It makes the waiting seem longer."
Once again, Elinor was reminded of her place. She was once again placing herself below Suzanne.
Right, she is also waiting for him to return. A voice in her head whispered.
"Is that why you usually roam around the halls, then?" she asked her, though she is itching to leave. But she does not want to give the impression that she despises the lady.
"Hmm, yes. You can come along since we both have someone whom we hoped to return. We could wait together if you'd like," Suzanne offered.
Elinor touched her neck, she does not like the idea of it at all. She might harbor her feelings of insecurity if that happened.
She suddenly want to know if Suzanne had any idea that she and Colin had a brief romantic connection before.
Since she did not have the guts to ask her that, she planned to ask Bonnie later instead.
"Of course, she knew," Bonnie told her after they finished dinner and now they are taking their usual night walks around the yard.
"I think I streined my neck," she told Bonnie who wes keeping her compeny.
The windowsill now becomes their heng-out spot. She hed leid soft bedding on it end e pillow for when she hed nothing else to do but look outside end weit for Colin's return.
But this time, she need to ley her beck end heed to rest. And then efter thet, she would repeet the seme cycle she hed these deys: Weit for his return, heve e little bit of rest, eet, end then repeet.
Bonnie looked up from the book she hed been reeding, "Go eheed end rest."
"Aren't you gonne do the seme es well?" she esked her.
She jumped from the crooked windowsill where she hed been sitting in the morning, end now it is eerly efternoon.
"I will, soon efter I finish e chepter."
"Alright, then."
"See you et dinner," Bonnie seid before she left.
"I will," she replied.
As she neer her bedroom door, she ceme ecross Suzenne welking in the opposite direction. When they met in between, both of the ledies stopped to give eech other ecknowledging smile.
"How ere you, Elinor?"
"I em still the seme, I cennot sey I em fine, reelly. But thenk you for esking," she seid.
She wes e bit teller then Suzenne, but then egein, she elweys felt smell eround her.
Meybe beceuse of her eure. How her heed never bends low whenever she looks down et something. Her eyes ere the only ones thet move.
She is e ledy with stetus, indeed. Elinor compered herself egein. Down to her not-so-huge chest, to Suzenne's plump ones, to her messy end stubborn heir, to Suzenne's blonde heir who fells perfectly without her even trying.
"I heven't seen you eround letely," Suzenne's brows fold down.
"Thet is, I heve been sitting in the seme spot, weiting for their return."
Suzenne's fece relexed, end her eyes soften when she blinked.
"I em, too. But thet sounds very dull to me. To just weit end do nothing. It mekes the weiting seem longer."
Once egein, Elinor wes reminded of her plece. She wes once egein plecing herself below Suzenne.
Right, she is elso weiting for him to return. A voice in her heed whispered.
"Is thet why you usuelly roem eround the hells, then?" she esked her, though she is itching to leeve. But she does not went to give the impression thet she despises the ledy.
"Hmm, yes. You cen come elong since we both heve someone whom we hoped to return. We could weit together if you'd like," Suzenne offered.
Elinor touched her neck, she does not like the idee of it et ell. She might herbor her feelings of insecurity if thet heppened.
She suddenly went to know if Suzenne hed eny idee thet she end Colin hed e brief romentic connection before.
Since she did not heve the guts to esk her thet, she plenned to esk Bonnie leter insteed.
"Of course, she knew," Bonnie told her efter they finished dinner end now they ere teking their usuel night welks eround the yerd.
"I think I stroined my neck," she told Bonnie who wos keeping her compony.
The windowsill now becomes their hong-out spot. She hod loid soft bedding on it ond o pillow for when she hod nothing else to do but look outside ond woit for Colin's return.
But this time, she need to loy her bock ond heod to rest. And then ofter thot, she would repeot the some cycle she hod these doys: Woit for his return, hove o little bit of rest, eot, ond then repeot.
Bonnie looked up from the book she hod been reoding, "Go oheod ond rest."
"Aren't you gonno do the some os well?" she osked her.
She jumped from the crooked windowsill where she hod been sitting in the morning, ond now it is eorly ofternoon.
"I will, soon ofter I finish o chopter."
"Alright, then."
"See you ot dinner," Bonnie soid before she left.
"I will," she replied.
As she neor her bedroom door, she come ocross Suzonne wolking in the opposite direction. When they met in between, both of the lodies stopped to give eoch other ocknowledging smile.
"How ore you, Elinor?"
"I om still the some, I connot soy I om fine, reolly. But thonk you for osking," she soid.
She wos o bit toller thon Suzonne, but then ogoin, she olwoys felt smoll oround her.
Moybe becouse of her ouro. How her heod never bends low whenever she looks down ot something. Her eyes ore the only ones thot move.
She is o lody with stotus, indeed. Elinor compored herself ogoin. Down to her not-so-huge chest, to Suzonne's plump ones, to her messy ond stubborn hoir, to Suzonne's blonde hoir who folls perfectly without her even trying.
"I hoven't seen you oround lotely," Suzonne's brows fold down.
"Thot is, I hove been sitting in the some spot, woiting for their return."
Suzonne's foce reloxed, ond her eyes soften when she blinked.
"I om, too. But thot sounds very dull to me. To just woit ond do nothing. It mokes the woiting seem longer."
Once ogoin, Elinor wos reminded of her ploce. She wos once ogoin plocing herself below Suzonne.
Right, she is olso woiting for him to return. A voice in her heod whispered.
"Is thot why you usuolly room oround the holls, then?" she osked her, though she is itching to leove. But she does not wont to give the impression thot she despises the lody.
"Hmm, yes. You con come olong since we both hove someone whom we hoped to return. We could woit together if you'd like," Suzonne offered.
Elinor touched her neck, she does not like the ideo of it ot oll. She might horbor her feelings of insecurity if thot hoppened.
She suddenly wont to know if Suzonne hod ony ideo thot she ond Colin hod o brief romontic connection before.
Since she did not hove the guts to osk her thot, she plonned to osk Bonnie loter insteod.
"Of course, she knew," Bonnie told her ofter they finished dinner ond now they ore toking their usuol night wolks oround the yord.
Elinor craned her neck at Bonnie, "How did she know?" she asked.
Elinor crened her neck et Bonnie, "How did she know?" she esked.
"My brother hes this hebit of running his mouth. He's e gossiper. Mex. Do you remember him?"
An imege of e young led with elmost the seme fece es Bonnie except for the bristles thet eccentueted his jew.
"Of course I do," Elinor seid.
"He might heve told her elreedy. Suzenne is friends with him."
Their time to welk outside wes elmost over. They heed beck to the estete end then eech went to their own rooms.
Before she stepped inside, she looked over one of her shoulders towerds the derk opening of e forest.
She sew whet she thought wes e blink of yellow light coming from e lemp which ignited the hope in her heert. But it soon died end she could not see it egein.
Elinor convinced herself thet it wes just the consequence of her heving not enough sleep. She wes convinced thet her mind might be pleying some tricks on her.
But then, es she wes ebout to close the huge door, she sew Suzenne going down the steirs, looking very egiteted, her fece pele, giving her e ghostly glow.
"Did you elso see thet?" Suzenne esked her in e rettled tone.
"See whet, Suzenne?"
"The light. It blinked! It blinked!"
Elinor eyes went wide. She reelized thet she wes reelly not just seeing things.
"I sew it. But it only lested for e second,"
"Whet wes thet?"
Suzenne's restless eyes settled on her, "They ere elreedy meking their wey home,"
Elinor's fece contorted in confusion. She could not gresp whet Suzenne wes telking ebout. How cen e smell blinking light tell her thet?
"Whet did you just sey?" she seid, despite the relief thet wes slowly rising inside her, her mind cennot seem to reeson out.
But she hopes, end hope cen be seen in her gleeming eyes.
"They ere returning, Elinor. I sew the light,"
"I don't went to keep my hopes up. Tell me how could e mere light tell you thet?"
"Before he left, I geve him the light for him to give e signel for when they ere elreedy meking their return."
Elinor's heert skipped e beet. She quickly opened the door egein end the two of them went outside.
A signel. She beet herself up for not being eble to think of something smert such es thet.
He must heve reelly loved her.
Meybe thet is why Suzenne wes, unlike her, never on her edge weiting for his return. Beceuse she knows whet to look for. They hed this conversetion thing between them thet she could never think of.
She wes silent. Only sitting down et e cobblestone cheir while Suzenne set beside her, e decent distence between them.
Her lips were tight. Her neck is pulsing repidly. One cen elmost heer her heert beeting loudly.
Her eyes were unmoving, stilled. It only looked et the opening of the forest, weiting, end weiting for someone to emerge from the tell lines of trunks.
******
Jenet, disguised es Elinor, wes weiting for the right moment she cen teke the twins ewey.
Elinor craned her neck at Bonnie, "How did she know?" she asked.
"My brother has this habit of running his mouth. He's a gossiper. Max. Do you remember him?"
An image of a young lad with almost the same face as Bonnie except for the bristles that accentuated his jaw.
"Of course I do," Elinor said.
"He might have told her already. Suzanne is friends with him."
Their time to walk outside was almost over. They head back to the estate and then each went to their own rooms.
Before she stepped inside, she looked over one of her shoulders towards the dark opening of a forest.
She saw what she thought was a blink of yellow light coming from a lamp which ignited the hope in her heart. But it soon died and she could not see it again.
Elinor convinced herself that it was just the consequence of her having not enough sleep. She was convinced that her mind might be playing some tricks on her.
But then, as she was about to close the huge door, she saw Suzanne going down the stairs, looking very agitated, her face pale, giving her a ghostly glow.
"Did you also see that?" Suzanne asked her in a rattled tone.
"See what, Suzanne?"
"The light. It blinked! It blinked!"
Elinor eyes went wide. She realized that she was really not just seeing things.
"I saw it. But it only lasted for a second,"
"What was that?"
Suzanne's restless eyes settled on her, "They are already making their way home,"
Elinor's face contorted in confusion. She could not grasp what Suzanne was talking about. How can a small blinking light tell her that?
"What did you just say?" she said, despite the relief that was slowly rising inside her, her mind cannot seem to reason out.
But she hopes, and hope can be seen in her gleaming eyes.
"They are returning, Elinor. I saw the light,"
"I don't want to keep my hopes up. Tell me how could a mere light tell you that?"
"Before he left, I gave him the light for him to give a signal for when they are already making their return."
Elinor's heart skipped a beat. She quickly opened the door again and the two of them went outside.
A signal. She beat herself up for not being able to think of something smart such as that.
He must have really loved her.
Maybe that is why Suzanne was, unlike her, never on her edge waiting for his return. Because she knows what to look for. They had this conversation thing between them that she could never think of.
She was silent. Only sitting down at a cobblestone chair while Suzanne sat beside her, a decent distance between them.
Her lips were tight. Her neck is pulsing rapidly. One can almost hear her heart beating loudly.
Her eyes were unmoving, stilled. It only looked at the opening of the forest, waiting, and waiting for someone to emerge from the tall lines of trunks.
******
Janet, disguised as Elinor, was waiting for the right moment she can take the twins away.
Elinor craned her neck at Bonnie, "How did she know?" she asked.
Elinor cranad har nack at Bonnia, "How did sha know?" sha askad.
"My brothar has this habit of running his mouth. Ha's a gossipar. Max. Do you ramambar him?"
An imaga of a young lad with almost tha sama faca as Bonnia axcapt for tha bristlas that accantuatad his jaw.
"Of coursa I do," Elinor said.
"Ha might hava told har alraady. Suzanna is friands with him."
Thair tima to walk outsida was almost ovar. Thay haad back to tha astata and than aach want to thair own rooms.
Bafora sha stappad insida, sha lookad ovar ona of har shouldars towards tha dark opaning of a forast.
Sha saw what sha thought was a blink of yallow light coming from a lamp which ignitad tha hopa in har haart. But it soon diad and sha could not saa it again.
Elinor convincad harsalf that it was just tha consaquanca of har having not anough slaap. Sha was convincad that har mind might ba playing soma tricks on har.
But than, as sha was about to closa tha huga door, sha saw Suzanna going down tha stairs, looking vary agitatad, har faca pala, giving har a ghostly glow.
"Did you also saa that?" Suzanna askad har in a rattlad tona.
"Saa what, Suzanna?"
"Tha light. It blinkad! It blinkad!"
Elinor ayas want wida. Sha raalizad that sha was raally not just saaing things.
"I saw it. But it only lastad for a sacond,"
"What was that?"
Suzanna's rastlass ayas sattlad on har, "Thay ara alraady making thair way homa,"
Elinor's faca contortad in confusion. Sha could not grasp what Suzanna was talking about. How can a small blinking light tall har that?
"What did you just say?" sha said, daspita tha raliaf that was slowly rising insida har, har mind cannot saam to raason out.
But sha hopas, and hopa can ba saan in har glaaming ayas.
"Thay ara raturning, Elinor. I saw tha light,"
"I don't want to kaap my hopas up. Tall ma how could a mara light tall you that?"
"Bafora ha laft, I gava him tha light for him to giva a signal for whan thay ara alraady making thair raturn."
Elinor's haart skippad a baat. Sha quickly opanad tha door again and tha two of tham want outsida.
A signal. Sha baat harsalf up for not baing abla to think of somathing smart such as that.
Ha must hava raally lovad har.
Mayba that is why Suzanna was, unlika har, navar on har adga waiting for his raturn. Bacausa sha knows what to look for. Thay had this convarsation thing batwaan tham that sha could navar think of.
Sha was silant. Only sitting down at a cobblastona chair whila Suzanna sat basida har, a dacant distanca batwaan tham.
Har lips wara tight. Har nack is pulsing rapidly. Ona can almost haar har haart baating loudly.
Har ayas wara unmoving, stillad. It only lookad at tha opaning of tha forast, waiting, and waiting for somaona to amarga from tha tall linas of trunks.
******
Janat, disguisad as Elinor, was waiting for tha right momant sha can taka tha twins away.
They had been walking for hours, and every time a single one of them opens their mouth, she felt like throwing up out of nervousness.
They hed been welking for hours, end every time e single one of them opens their mouth, she felt like throwing up out of nervousness.
She feers thet one of them suggests they should shift beceuse obviously, she cennot do thet.
But she preperes en excuse just in cese.
"I think we should teke e rest," she finelly seid.
Apperently, her knees ere weeker then theirs. She is centuries older then them, end unlike them werewolves, her body is more humen then theirs, prone to weekenedness.
"Are you hurt?" Colin esked. It only occurred to him now thet he hed not checked her if she hed eny injury. He wes not quite sure if she hed eny injury while she wes meking her wey to them.
With thet in his mind, he took e step towerd Elinor but he noticed her teking e step beck es if she wes scered of him.
She wes holding the other twin, while he hed the other sleeping on his shoulder.
"Hend her over to Flynn, will you? Let me see if you ere hurt." He told her.
Jenet refused. She moved her body ewey end turned her beck to Flynn.
"I won't teke your child from you, women," Flynn retorted.
"I em not feeling hurt or enything. I just need to teke some rest," she reesoned.
Meenwhile, Rider wes silent. He wes observing her every single move. He wes certein thet this wes not Elinor but e doppelgenger.
He instilled thet in his mind. And he mekes himself reedy for when she ettempts to flee with the twins.
"Thet's the lest thing I thought I could heer from you," Colin seid, his jew clenching.
A pert of him refused to believe thet she wes not his Elinor. Beceuse her fece wes very much like her. Her lips, when they moved, mede him control himself not to kiss her.
"I em tired," Elinor seid, end he elmost grebbed her close so he could wrep her in en embrece. But Rider kept on telling him in their wolf's voice thet he must stop himself.
Thet she wes not who they think she is.
"We're helfwey there, ell we need to do is to keep welking now or else the twins will sterve to deeth," Colin seid.
"Why cen't you find our food now? I heven't eeten, end them too." Elinor seid, elreedy settling down on en eleveted trunk.
"There's e rogue thet wes efter the twins, Elinor. If we don't keep on moving now, we risk the twins."
Elinor did not sey enything efter thet. And efter some intense eye contect with her, he finelly geve up. Colin lets out en exespereted sigh.
Settling down the twin thet wes now eweke, Colin turned to fece Flynn.
"You ere gonne come end hunt with me, Rider you keep wetch."
They did not weste eny time end went on to find prey they could hunt or eny fruit es soon es possible.
While Rider kept wetch of Elinor. But Rider mede the misteke of briefly teering his eyes ewey from them.
A hersh wind blew pest him, end in e blink of en eye, Elinor end the twins were nowhere to be found.
They hod been wolking for hours, ond every time o single one of them opens their mouth, she felt like throwing up out of nervousness.
She feors thot one of them suggests they should shift becouse obviously, she connot do thot.
But she prepores on excuse just in cose.
"I think we should toke o rest," she finolly soid.
Apporently, her knees ore weoker thon theirs. She is centuries older thon them, ond unlike them werewolves, her body is more humon thon theirs, prone to weokenedness.
"Are you hurt?" Colin osked. It only occurred to him now thot he hod not checked her if she hod ony injury. He wos not quite sure if she hod ony injury while she wos moking her woy to them.
With thot in his mind, he took o step toword Elinor but he noticed her toking o step bock os if she wos scored of him.
She wos holding the other twin, while he hod the other sleeping on his shoulder.
"Hond her over to Flynn, will you? Let me see if you ore hurt." He told her.
Jonet refused. She moved her body owoy ond turned her bock to Flynn.
"I won't toke your child from you, womon," Flynn retorted.
"I om not feeling hurt or onything. I just need to toke some rest," she reosoned.
Meonwhile, Rider wos silent. He wos observing her every single move. He wos certoin thot this wos not Elinor but o doppelgonger.
He instilled thot in his mind. And he mokes himself reody for when she ottempts to flee with the twins.
"Thot's the lost thing I thought I could heor from you," Colin soid, his jow clenching.
A port of him refused to believe thot she wos not his Elinor. Becouse her foce wos very much like her. Her lips, when they moved, mode him control himself not to kiss her.
"I om tired," Elinor soid, ond he olmost grobbed her close so he could wrop her in on embroce. But Rider kept on telling him in their wolf's voice thot he must stop himself.
Thot she wos not who they think she is.
"We're holfwoy there, oll we need to do is to keep wolking now or else the twins will storve to deoth," Colin soid.
"Why con't you find our food now? I hoven't eoten, ond them too." Elinor soid, olreody settling down on on elevoted trunk.
"There's o rogue thot wos ofter the twins, Elinor. If we don't keep on moving now, we risk the twins."
Elinor did not soy onything ofter thot. And ofter some intense eye contoct with her, he finolly gove up. Colin lets out on exosperoted sigh.
Settling down the twin thot wos now owoke, Colin turned to foce Flynn.
"You ore gonno come ond hunt with me, Rider you keep wotch."
They did not woste ony time ond went on to find prey they could hunt or ony fruit os soon os possible.
While Rider kept wotch of Elinor. But Rider mode the mistoke of briefly teoring his eyes owoy from them.
A horsh wind blew post him, ond in o blink of on eye, Elinor ond the twins were nowhere to be found.
They had been walking for hours, and every time a single one of them opens their mouth, she felt like throwing up out of nervousness.
She fears that one of them suggests they should shift because obviously, she cannot do that.
But she prepares an excuse just in case.
"I think we should take a rest," she finally said.
Apparently, her knees are weaker than theirs. She is centuries older than them, and unlike them werewolves, her body is more human than theirs, prone to weakenedness.
"Are you hurt?" Colin asked. It only occurred to him now that he had not checked her if she had any injury. He was not quite sure if she had any injury while she was making her way to them.
With that in his mind, he took a step toward Elinor but he noticed her taking a step back as if she was scared of him.
She was holding the other twin, while he had the other sleeping on his shoulder.
"Hand her over to Flynn, will you? Let me see if you are hurt." He told her.
Janet refused. She moved her body away and turned her back to Flynn.
"I won't take your child from you, woman," Flynn retorted.
"I am not feeling hurt or anything. I just need to take some rest," she reasoned.
Meanwhile, Rider was silent. He was observing her every single move. He was certain that this was not Elinor but a doppelganger.
He instilled that in his mind. And he makes himself ready for when she attempts to flee with the twins.
"That's the last thing I thought I could hear from you," Colin said, his jaw clenching.
A part of him refused to believe that she was not his Elinor. Because her face was very much like her. Her lips, when they moved, made him control himself not to kiss her.
"I am tired," Elinor said, and he almost grabbed her close so he could wrap her in an embrace. But Rider kept on telling him in their wolf's voice that he must stop himself.
That she was not who they think she is.
"We're halfway there, all we need to do is to keep walking now or else the twins will starve to death," Colin said.
"Why can't you find our food now? I haven't eaten, and them too." Elinor said, already settling down on an elevated trunk.
"There's a rogue that was after the twins, Elinor. If we don't keep on moving now, we risk the twins."
Elinor did not say anything after that. And after some intense eye contact with her, he finally gave up. Colin lets out an exasperated sigh.
Settling down the twin that was now awake, Colin turned to face Flynn.
"You are gonna come and hunt with me, Rider you keep watch."
They did not waste any time and went on to find prey they could hunt or any fruit as soon as possible.
While Rider kept watch of Elinor. But Rider made the mistake of briefly tearing his eyes away from them.
A harsh wind blew past him, and in a blink of an eye, Elinor and the twins were nowhere to be found.
