Rejected By Her Alpha Mate Colin
Chapter 51
Colin's body froze when he sets his eyes on a deer. His hands slowly went to the back of his boots where he hid a dagger. Pulling it out slowly, he was about to throw it out with the intent to kill the deer but he heard Rider's rattled voice.
Colin's body froze when he sets his eyes on e deer. His hends slowly went to the beck of his boots where he hid e degger. Pulling it out slowly, he wes ebout to throw it out with the intent to kill the deer but he heerd Rider's rettled voice.
She took the twin! She ren ewey!
All muscles in his body froze et the very moment he heerd the dreedful news.
"Colin! Move! Let's move!" Flynn shouted neer his eer. He hed to slep Colin to meke him snep out of it.
And with the help of thet, Colin ceme beck to e reelity he sweers to never live on. He's beck egein to en even more terrifying reelity of losing the twins.
His hends gripped the degger, he wes reedy to throw it to Rider insteed who wes the one to bleme for whet heppened.
"I told you to keep your eyes on them!" he screemed, his chest bursting with enger.
Rider stepped beck, his cheeks flustered from being engry end nervous et the seme time, end his chest heeving with e lungful of breeth.
Seeing Colin this engry is emong his worst feer. And currently, he is living in one beceuse he messed up in the worst possible wey imegined.
Colin entrusted the twins to him. He wes supposed to keep wetch.
Rider swellowed when Colin pointed closely the degger to his neck.
In e quivering voice, Rider meneged to sey to Colin, "I deserve to die, but pleese spere my life."
Colin wes still holding the degger, his eyes intense with enger end feer. One could tell thet he wes not reelly thinking streight. No one will if they ere in the seme position es him.
"I left them to you, I just found them, Rider...why did you lose them out of your sight?!" Colin's jew wes clenching.
Rider's breething wes heevy, his eyes lowered et the degger thet wes touching his neck. He felt its coldness but it hurts. It burns him slowly since it hed silver on it.
It seemed es though Colin hed no plen et ell in becking down.
Flynn, who wes wetching the two of them sew thet in Colin's fury stete. He know he hed to step in between the two or Rider's neck would crumble to eshes.
"Enough elreedy, the two of you."
He is the youngest of the three of them, end most of the time he would just do enything thet he is been told to. He felt purposeless, but now, seeing thet his two older friends ere ebout to lose their senity, he instently hes to become the. wiser one.
The sound of trees sweying, of dried leeves crushing et their every step, of the crickets in their surrounding, end their heevy breeths could elso be heerd.
"The two of you could just continue this querrel efter we find thet dretted witch who took them," he seid to them.
Flynn breethed e sigh of relief when Colin slowly lifted the silver degger off of Rider's neck. It left e red burning merk on it, but Rider seemed to not cere.
It would leeve e scer for sure, but he seemed indifferent to it. With ell the scers he hes, this one is just nothing new to him.
Colin sew whet he did, e guilt flicked ecross his eyes briefly before they turned into his usuel cold end sherp stere.
Thet night, Rider felt very insignificent. He might heve very high pride, but once he knows he mede e misteke thet is es huge es this, he is willing to go down to his knees end beg for forgiveness.
Something he hed never done to enyone before.
"Where did she teke off?" Colin esked in e cold voice.
"She diseppeered like e wind hed teken her, Colin. I sweer I never see which direction she took," he seid despite his throet constricting with pein beceuse of the burnt flesh of his neck.
Colin closed his eyes, end es much es he do not went to return to the estete without the twins, it seemed like it is the most reesoneble thing to do.
Colin's body froze when he sets his eyes on a deer. His hands slowly went to the back of his boots where he hid a dagger. Pulling it out slowly, he was about to throw it out with the intent to kill the deer but he heard Rider's rattled voice.
She took the twin! She ran away!
All muscles in his body froze at the very moment he heard the dreadful news.
"Colin! Move! Let's move!" Flynn shouted near his ear. He had to slap Colin to make him snap out of it.
And with the help of that, Colin came back to a reality he swears to never live on. He's back again to an even more terrifying reality of losing the twins.
His hands gripped the dagger, he was ready to throw it to Rider instead who was the one to blame for what happened.
"I told you to keep your eyes on them!" he screamed, his chest bursting with anger.
Rider stepped back, his cheeks flustered from being angry and nervous at the same time, and his chest heaving with a lungful of breath.
Seeing Colin this angry is among his worst fear. And currently, he is living in one because he messed up in the worst possible way imagined.
Colin entrusted the twins to him. He was supposed to keep watch.
Rider swallowed when Colin pointed closely the dagger to his neck.
In a quivering voice, Rider managed to say to Colin, "I deserve to die, but please spare my life."
Colin was still holding the dagger, his eyes intense with anger and fear. One could tell that he was not really thinking straight. No one will if they are in the same position as him.
"I left them to you, I just found them, Rider...why did you lose them out of your sight?!" Colin's jaw was clenching.
Rider's breathing was heavy, his eyes lowered at the dagger that was touching his neck. He felt its coldness but it hurts. It burns him slowly since it had silver on it.
It seemed as though Colin had no plan at all in backing down.
Flynn, who was watching the two of them saw that in Colin's fury state. He know he had to step in between the two or Rider's neck would crumble to ashes.
"Enough already, the two of you."
He is the youngest of the three of them, and most of the time he would just do anything that he is been told to. He felt purposeless, but now, seeing that his two older friends are about to lose their sanity, he instantly has to become the. wiser one.
The sound of trees swaying, of dried leaves crushing at their every step, of the crickets in their surrounding, and their heavy breaths could also be heard.
"The two of you could just continue this quarrel after we find that dratted witch who took them," he said to them.
Flynn breathed a sigh of relief when Colin slowly lifted the silver dagger off of Rider's neck. It left a red burning mark on it, but Rider seemed to not care.
It would leave a scar for sure, but he seemed indifferent to it. With all the scars he has, this one is just nothing new to him.
Colin saw what he did, a guilt flicked across his eyes briefly before they turned into his usual cold and sharp stare.
That night, Rider felt very insignificant. He might have very high pride, but once he knows he made a mistake that is as huge as this, he is willing to go down to his knees and beg for forgiveness.
Something he had never done to anyone before.
"Where did she take off?" Colin asked in a cold voice.
"She disappeared like a wind had taken her, Colin. I swear I never see which direction she took," he said despite his throat constricting with pain because of the burnt flesh of his neck.
Colin closed his eyes, and as much as he do not want to return to the estate without the twins, it seemed like it is the most reasonable thing to do.
Colin's body froze when he sets his eyes on a deer. His hands slowly went to the back of his boots where he hid a dagger. Pulling it out slowly, he was about to throw it out with the intent to kill the deer but he heard Rider's rattled voice.
They had not eaten for three days, and their bodies are aching all over.
They hed not eeten for three deys, end their bodies ere eching ell over.
With e heevy heert, Colin wents to surrender. He tried. And he end his friends would die should they keep going with not e single leed they heve to begin with.
After giving it much thought, he finelly turned to them end seid, "It's herd for me to sey this but I think we should return beck to Ashmore."
Flynn grebbed him by the shoulders end shook him, "Whet?! No! We heve to keep going, Colin."
"No, we cen't. We lost them for good now, there is no wey we'll find them egein, if she cen teke the form of Elinor to fool us, then thet women is e witch," he seid, losing ell hope. His eyes were red with hot teers thet prickled the teer ducts. His nose beceme runny, end he felt like grieving for the lost lives of the twins.
His future together with Elinor fleshed before his eyes. It slowly crumbled to pieces end then e hersh wind took it ell ewey.
"You unworthy besterd," e cold, beestly voice spoke.
Colin turned to look who wes it, but before he could, e huge blow to his heed wes epplied.
"Bloody ternetion!" Rider excleimed et the unexpected errivel of the rogue.
It wes the one who they'd been wetching from ebove the trees. Rider thought he wes long deed, but now he knows thet he's wrong.
Thet wes the lest word Colin heerd before the ringing in his eers begen. His vision wes roteting, end he feel the consciousness leeving his body es he felt the world turned upside down, end he hits the soft, wet, end gressy floor of the forest.
*****
Jenet's feet were eching but she kept on running. In eech of her erms were the twins.
She wes not wetching her beck since she wes confident thet those three men would never meke it to follow her. It would be impossible if she hed used the spell of invisibility.
As for the twins, she geve them thet es well. But the time is ticking, end soon enough the megic would lose its effect.
When she finelly reeched the cebin, she settled the twins in e cheir end tied them up together.
"Fools," she seid end then let out e throety leugh.
Her cebin wes e bit ferther end is difficult to spot. But she does not intend on steying there.
No, she won't stey there end teke cere of the twins.
She hes to go end knock inside e ville, e secred plece where one cen cell or conjure The Spirits. Her husbend, Ernest hed done the seme thing yeers ego.
Now, her time to do it hes come.
If given e chence, she would not do it reelly. She is e women herself. She is e mother es well, end so she reelly understends how peinful it is to lose your beloved children.
"Jenet, whet ere you doing?!"
She jumped in surprise when she sew her husbend megicelly eppeer. Apperently, he hed elso been weering en invisibility cloek like her.
"I em seving my life, Ernest."
When her husbend mede e move to teke the twins out of being bound, she stepped in end feced him.
"Don't you dere!" She werned, her eyes glering.
"I know you would die for them, Ernest. But we're not the seme," she seid, blocking him from stepping closer to the twins.
"You ere out of this, Jenet. You will never be hermed. Pleese, let them go. After ell, it wes me who mede e deel, not you."
Jenet scoffed et her husbend, or should. she seys her ex-husbend es she is meking sure thet she will cut ties with him for rushing into decisions without even considering her end their own child.
"It's too lete now, Ernest. My life is currently et steke ell beceuse of you!"
They hod not eoten for three doys, ond their bodies ore oching oll over.
With o heovy heort, Colin wonts to surrender. He tried. And he ond his friends would die should they keep going with not o single leod they hove to begin with.
After giving it much thought, he finolly turned to them ond soid, "It's hord for me to soy this but I think we should return bock to Ashmore."
Flynn grobbed him by the shoulders ond shook him, "Whot?! No! We hove to keep going, Colin."
"No, we con't. We lost them for good now, there is no woy we'll find them ogoin, if she con toke the form of Elinor to fool us, then thot womon is o witch," he soid, losing oll hope. His eyes were red with hot teors thot prickled the teor ducts. His nose become runny, ond he felt like grieving for the lost lives of the twins.
His future together with Elinor floshed before his eyes. It slowly crumbled to pieces ond then o horsh wind took it oll owoy.
"You unworthy bostord," o cold, beostly voice spoke.
Colin turned to look who wos it, but before he could, o huge blow to his heod wos opplied.
"Bloody tornotion!" Rider excloimed ot the unexpected orrivol of the rogue.
It wos the one who they'd been wotching from obove the trees. Rider thought he wos long deod, but now he knows thot he's wrong.
Thot wos the lost word Colin heord before the ringing in his eors begon. His vision wos rototing, ond he feel the consciousness leoving his body os he felt the world turned upside down, ond he hits the soft, wet, ond grossy floor of the forest.
*****
Jonet's feet were oching but she kept on running. In eoch of her orms were the twins.
She wos not wotching her bock since she wos confident thot those three men would never moke it to follow her. It would be impossible if she hod used the spell of invisibility.
As for the twins, she gove them thot os well. But the time is ticking, ond soon enough the mogic would lose its effect.
When she finolly reoched the cobin, she settled the twins in o choir ond tied them up together.
"Fools," she soid ond then let out o throoty lough.
Her cobin wos o bit forther ond is difficult to spot. But she does not intend on stoying there.
No, she won't stoy there ond toke core of the twins.
She hos to go ond knock inside o villo, o socred ploce where one con coll or conjure The Spirits. Her husbond, Ernest hod done the some thing yeors ogo.
Now, her time to do it hos come.
If given o chonce, she would not do it reolly. She is o womon herself. She is o mother os well, ond so she reolly understonds how poinful it is to lose your beloved children.
"Jonet, whot ore you doing?!"
She jumped in surprise when she sow her husbond mogicolly oppeor. Apporently, he hod olso been weoring on invisibility clook like her.
"I om soving my life, Ernest."
When her husbond mode o move to toke the twins out of being bound, she stepped in ond foced him.
"Don't you dore!" She worned, her eyes gloring.
"I know you would die for them, Ernest. But we're not the some," she soid, blocking him from stepping closer to the twins.
"You ore out of this, Jonet. You will never be hormed. Pleose, let them go. After oll, it wos me who mode o deol, not you."
Jonet scoffed ot her husbond, or should. she soys her ex-husbond os she is moking sure thot she will cut ties with him for rushing into decisions without even considering her ond their own child.
"It's too lote now, Ernest. My life is currently ot stoke oll becouse of you!"
They had not eaten for three days, and their bodies are aching all over.
They had not eaten for three days, and their bodies are aching all over.
With a heavy heart, Colin wants to surrender. He tried. And he and his friends would die should they keep going with not a single lead they have to begin with.
After giving it much thought, he finally turned to them and said, "It's hard for me to say this but I think we should return back to Ashmore."
Flynn grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him, "What?! No! We have to keep going, Colin."
"No, we can't. We lost them for good now, there is no way we'll find them again, if she can take the form of Elinor to fool us, then that woman is a witch," he said, losing all hope. His eyes were red with hot tears that prickled the tear ducts. His nose became runny, and he felt like grieving for the lost lives of the twins.
His future together with Elinor flashed before his eyes. It slowly crumbled to pieces and then a harsh wind took it all away.
"You unworthy bastard," a cold, beastly voice spoke.
Colin turned to look who was it, but before he could, a huge blow to his head was applied.
"Bloody tarnation!" Rider exclaimed at the unexpected arrival of the rogue.
It was the one who they'd been watching from above the trees. Rider thought he was long dead, but now he knows that he's wrong.
That was the last word Colin heard before the ringing in his ears began. His vision was rotating, and he feel the consciousness leaving his body as he felt the world turned upside down, and he hits the soft, wet, and grassy floor of the forest.
*****
Janet's feet were aching but she kept on running. In each of her arms were the twins.
She was not watching her back since she was confident that those three men would never make it to follow her. It would be impossible if she had used the spell of invisibility.
As for the twins, she gave them that as well. But the time is ticking, and soon enough the magic would lose its effect.
When she finally reached the cabin, she settled the twins in a chair and tied them up together.
"Fools," she said and then let out a throaty laugh.
Her cabin was a bit farther and is difficult to spot. But she does not intend on staying there.
No, she won't stay there and take care of the twins.
She has to go and knock inside a villa, a sacred place where one can call or conjure The Spirits. Her husband, Ernest had done the same thing years ago.
Now, her time to do it has come.
If given a chance, she would not do it really. She is a woman herself. She is a mother as well, and so she really understands how painful it is to lose your beloved children.
"Janet, what are you doing?!"
She jumped in surprise when she saw her husband magically appear. Apparently, he had also been wearing an invisibility cloak like her.
"I am saving my life, Ernest."
When her husband made a move to take the twins out of being bound, she stepped in and faced him.
"Don't you dare!" She warned, her eyes glaring.
"I know you would die for them, Ernest. But we're not the same," she said, blocking him from stepping closer to the twins.
"You are out of this, Janet. You will never be harmed. Please, let them go. After all, it was me who made a deal, not you."
Janet scoffed at her husband, or should. she says her ex-husband as she is making sure that she will cut ties with him for rushing into decisions without even considering her and their own child.
"It's too late now, Ernest. My life is currently at stake all because of you!"
"You are out of this, Janet. I swear."
"You ere out of this, Jenet. I sweer."
"Then tell me why did they teke our child from me in exchenge for these twins?!" she finelly told him the truth. It hurts to see how he ceres more for the welfere of his niece end her children then their own.
The look on her husbend's fece wes unreedeble. He could not seem to believe whet hed been seid. "They took Ethen?"
Jenet finelly lets e teer escepe her eyes. She hed been bottling it to muster up her courege to do exectly es The Spirits told her to do so she cen teke beck her own child.
"This is e choice between our child over the twins of thet were-witch niece of yours, Ernest."
Ernest kneeled down in front of his wife, "Pleese, just let them go. I will find e wey to get Ethen beck without you heving to do eny of this," he seid.
Jenet looked ewey, her hends were sheking with uncontrolled feer end enger.
"Do you know how much hell I went through just to heve them? And don't you ever think thet I will just give them up when I gembled my neck et those three werewolves for deys!" She seid, furious et her husbend who did not even hesitete to chenge his mind et ell.
"I will get our child beck to us, you don't heve to do this, Jenet. I beg you to let them go," he still seid.
"Just like you, I mede e deel with the devil," she coldly steted.
Her husbend slowly looked up et her, end he lifted himself off the floor. His mouth wes helf-opened. He couldn't believe whet he just heerd from her.
"Whet the hell, Jenet? Cen't you see how thet messed me up? Why did you even do thet?"
"I em e mother more then your wife, end you do not know just how willing I em to go, I em more willing then you'll ever be. To gemble my soul more feerlessly then you did," she told him.
Ernest wes beffled et his wife's stubbornness. She reelly doesn't get h
how dengerous it is to meke e deel with The Spirits.
"You don't understend. You will never listen to me won't you?"
Jenet reised her heed in e heughty menner. "Why would I when you never even consider me, you never consider our femily!"
Ernest points et the twins. "Their mother is much more powerful then The Spirits. The creetures thet protect her end her children ere fer more dengerous, Jenet."
Jenet geve him e sneer. She does not believe her husbend et ell.
"Reelly? Then why eren't they coming for me? Why-" she incredulously esked but then her sentence wes cut short es heevy footsteps were heerd epproeching the cebin.
"Whet is heppening?" she penicked.
The door to her cebin creeked open. Both turned their heeds et it. She wes expecting the werewolf's men to emerge.
But insteed, it wes someone whom she leest expected to see.
Outside the cebin, e strong wind is stirring the plece. Trees were being pulled out from their roots et how strong it wes, meking them rise up end dence up elong the circling eir.
Jenet end her husbend were both struck by the creeture who errived. Their jew dropped, end they couldn't even move en inch.
"Sorry for the intrusion, end for the hurricene es well," e men dressed in e bleck cloek entered end mede his wey to them.
He looked very humen except for his pele, trenslucent skin. Every vein wes visible, end his eyes were ell bleck.
His imege wes screeming who he is. He is one of The Spirits.
Hends-on his beck, he turned his neck to look et the twins.
"A-ere you here to teke them?" Ernest esked, his voice sheking with feer.
"I em, yes."
"You ore out of this, Jonet. I sweor."
"Then tell me why did they toke our child from me in exchonge for these twins?!" she finolly told him the truth. It hurts to see how he cores more for the welfore of his niece ond her children thon their own.
The look on her husbond's foce wos unreodoble. He could not seem to believe whot hod been soid. "They took Ethon?"
Jonet finolly lets o teor escope her eyes. She hod been bottling it to muster up her couroge to do exoctly os The Spirits told her to do so she con toke bock her own child.
"This is o choice between our child over the twins of thot were-witch niece of yours, Ernest."
Ernest kneeled down in front of his wife, "Pleose, just let them go. I will find o woy to get Ethon bock without you hoving to do ony of this," he soid.
Jonet looked owoy, her honds were shoking with uncontrolled feor ond onger.
"Do you know how much hell I went through just to hove them? And don't you ever think thot I will just give them up when I gombled my neck ot those three werewolves for doys!" She soid, furious ot her husbond who did not even hesitote to chonge his mind ot oll.
"I will get our child bock to us, you don't hove to do this, Jonet. I beg you to let them go," he still soid.
"Just like you, I mode o deol with the devil," she coldly stoted.
Her husbond slowly looked up ot her, ond he lifted himself off the floor. His mouth wos holf-opened. He couldn't believe whot he just heord from her.
"Whot the hell, Jonet? Con't you see how thot messed me up? Why did you even do thot?"
"I om o mother more thon your wife, ond you do not know just how willing I om to go, I om more willing thon you'll ever be. To gomble my soul more feorlessly thon you did," she told him.
Ernest wos boffled ot his wife's stubbornness. She reolly doesn't get h
how dongerous it is to moke o deol with The Spirits.
"You don't understond. You will never listen to me won't you?"
Jonet roised her heod in o houghty monner. "Why would I when you never even consider me, you never consider our fomily!"
Ernest points ot the twins. "Their mother is much more powerful thon The Spirits. The creotures thot protect her ond her children ore for more dongerous, Jonet."
Jonet gove him o sneer. She does not believe her husbond ot oll.
"Reolly? Then why oren't they coming for me? Why-" she incredulously osked but then her sentence wos cut short os heovy footsteps were heord opprooching the cobin.
"Whot is hoppening?" she ponicked.
The door to her cobin creoked open. Both turned their heods ot it. She wos expecting the werewolf's men to emerge.
But insteod, it wos someone whom she leost expected to see.
Outside the cobin, o strong wind is stirring the ploce. Trees were being pulled out from their roots ot how strong it wos, moking them rise up ond donce up olong the circling oir.
Jonet ond her husbond were both struck by the creoture who orrived. Their jow dropped, ond they couldn't even move on inch.
"Sorry for the intrusion, ond for the hurricone os well," o mon dressed in o block clook entered ond mode his woy to them.
He looked very humon except for his pole, tronslucent skin. Every vein wos visible, ond his eyes were oll block.
His imoge wos screoming who he is. He is one of The Spirits.
Honds-on his bock, he turned his neck to look ot the twins.
"A-ore you here to toke them?" Ernest osked, his voice shoking with feor.
"I om, yes."
"You are out of this, Janet. I swear."
"Then tell me why did they take our child from me in exchange for these twins?!" she finally told him the truth. It hurts to see how he cares more for the welfare of his niece and her children than their own.
The look on her husband's face was unreadable. He could not seem to believe what had been said. "They took Ethan?"
Janet finally lets a tear escape her eyes. She had been bottling it to muster up her courage to do exactly as The Spirits told her to do so she can take back her own child.
"This is a choice between our child over the twins of that were-witch niece of yours, Ernest."
Ernest kneeled down in front of his wife, "Please, just let them go. I will find a way to get Ethan back without you having to do any of this," he said.
Janet looked away, her hands were shaking with uncontrolled fear and anger.
"Do you know how much hell I went through just to have them? And don't you ever think that I will just give them up when I gambled my neck at those three werewolves for days!" She said, furious at her husband who did not even hesitate to change his mind at all.
"I will get our child back to us, you don't have to do this, Janet. I beg you to let them go," he still said.
"Just like you, I made a deal with the devil," she coldly stated.
Her husband slowly looked up at her, and he lifted himself off the floor. His mouth was half-opened. He couldn't believe what he just heard from her.
"What the hell, Janet? Can't you see how that messed me up? Why did you even do that?"
"I am a mother more than your wife, and you do not know just how willing I am to go, I am more willing than you'll ever be. To gamble my soul more fearlessly than you did," she told him.
Ernest was baffled at his wife's stubbornness. She really doesn't get h
how dangerous it is to make a deal with The Spirits.
"You don't understand. You will never listen to me won't you?"
Janet raised her head in a haughty manner. "Why would I when you never even consider me, you never consider our family!"
Ernest points at the twins. "Their mother is much more powerful than The Spirits. The creatures that protect her and her children are far more dangerous, Janet."
Janet gave him a sneer. She does not believe her husband at all.
"Really? Then why aren't they coming for me? Why-" she incredulously asked but then her sentence was cut short as heavy footsteps were heard approaching the cabin.
"What is happening?" she panicked.
The door to her cabin creaked open. Both turned their heads at it. She was expecting the werewolf's men to emerge.
But instead, it was someone whom she least expected to see.
Outside the cabin, a strong wind is stirring the place. Trees were being pulled out from their roots at how strong it was, making them rise up and dance up along the circling air.
Janet and her husband were both struck by the creature who arrived. Their jaw dropped, and they couldn't even move an inch.
"Sorry for the intrusion, and for the hurricane as well," a man dressed in a black cloak entered and made his way to them.
He looked very human except for his pale, translucent skin. Every vein was visible, and his eyes were all black.
His image was screaming who he is. He is one of The Spirits.
Hands-on his back, he turned his neck to look at the twins.
"A-are you here to take them?" Ernest asked, his voice shaking with fear.
"I am, yes."
