The Alpha’s Rejected And Broken Mate
Chapter 49

Amber POV

I was stunned by Alpha Rowan's declaration that we wouldn't be getting married today. But that wasn't the only thing that had my jaw dropping open. He also hit my father right in the jaw and sent him to the ground completely unconscious. "Oh my god" my mother moaned, kneeling beside my father, her eyes slightly panicked "he's completely out."

Good, I thought a tad bit bitterly to myself. I can't say I was sorry to see him in such a state.

Alpha Rowan tucked his hands into his pockets. "I couldn't stand to hear the venom coming out of his mouth for another minute" he declared, glaring down at my father.

The minister coughed politely in the background, looking highly amused by the situation.

I put a hand to my mouth to stifle my giggles, still feeling quite woozy and light-headed.

"What do we do now?" I asked my mother who was fanning my father's face.

"We will leave before I do anything else, I regret" Alpha Rowan growled, taking hold of my hand.

My eyes sought out my mother, who was nodding at me.

"Yes, that will be for the best" she said calmly.

Alpha Rowan turned to me, glancing over his shoulder at the prone figure of my father. "I'll transfer the money" he said bluntly to my mother, who blushed and looked embarrassed, "tell him that when he wakes up."

"I will" my mother whispered, looking at me apologetically, "but you really should go before he wakes up and gets angry at you all."

"It's not his anger I'm worried about" Alpha Rowan said tightly. "It's killing him that concerns me more."

He tugged me slowly towards him, taking hold of my hand and pulling me so that I fell into step beside him.

"Where are your bags?" he asked calmly as we began to walk side by side.

"They are in my room" I said, confused, and he nodded, taking out his phone.

"Let's get those then before we leave" he muttered. I led the way back towards the house and opened the door, letting it crash open, as Alpha Rowan followed me upstairs.

I had a suitcase full of clothes and my new perfume waiting for me as well as a backpack. To my surprise, as I stepped towards them, Alpha Rowan stopped me in my tracks with his hand. He swung the backpack over his broad shoulder and grabbed hold of the suitcase, looking around the room. I had already packed any mementos I wanted, such as photos or small knick knacks and everything being left behind was stuff not sentimental to me. He looked a little stunned at how little I was taking. "Is that all there is?" he asked incredulously, glancing around the room.

My cheeks burned with humiliation. "I don't really wear a lot of different clothes", I confessed, albeit a bit shakily. "I wear my favorites all the time."

He chuckled and shook his head. "I'm just surprised, that's all" he confessed "I expected half a dozen suitcases or more. This is light as a feather" he joked, lifting the suitcase.

I like the way he laughs and the way he moves, his muscles rippling as he holds the suitcase. I feel a bit flustered, wanting to stare at him and conscious of the way he keeps looking at me. He sniffs me, a strange look on his face. "That's a strange perfume" he commented, as we walked back through the doorway "what scent is it?"

"I'm not sure" I answered, "it smells like honeysuckle and roses to me. My sister, Sophie, left it for me as a gift", I added truthfully.

The strange expression remained on his face. "It reminds me of someone", he muttered, and left it at that, walking me out of the house.

We heard a shout and turned to see my father striding towards me, my mother trailing behind him looking morose and miserable.

"You son of a b***h" my father hissed as Rowan stopped in his tracks. "How dare you hit me like that" he snapped, his hand going to his jaw.

"The way you spoke about your own daughter was out of line" Rowan growled, not looking in the least bit contrite.

"I'll speak about her how I want to" my father snarled, glaring at both of us.

My mother tried to intervene. "Mathew, let's just leave them alone. They are leaving after all."

"Clarissa" my father scolded, "shut your mouth and keep it closed. I insist that you pay for the injury and humiliation you caused me" he sneers, Rowan remaining where he's standing, his feet planted firmly on the ground.

"I've paid more than enough for your daughter" Rowan said evenly, tilting his head and regarding his father with annoyance, "or is it a fight you want? Because I'll be damned if I give you any more money."

It stung to be spoken about so casually like that. That I had been bought and sold for my hand in marriage, not that I was getting married anymore. My father hesitated. He might be powerful, being a beta, but he was no match for an Alpha and he knew it. He was going to have to tread lightly and I viewed him with amusement on my face as he struggled to think of what to do now.

"Fine" he finally snaps "take her out of my sight and don't come back here" he hissed "because you won't be welcome."

"Mathew" objects my mother, her eyes seeking to look into mine "you promised,,," she began thickly but he shoved her out of the way and stomped off. Rowan helped my mother to stand back upright, looking even angrier and about to kill my father, who was now out of sight. "Thank you" my mother said timidly, dusting herself off.

I sighed. I wish she would leave dad, I really do. He's such a bastard. "You're welcome in my pack anytime" Rowan tells her, shooting a dark look in my father's general direction. "All you have to do is say the word and we'll take you with us now if you want." My mother hesitates while I rejoice internally. Come on mother, I urge her in my mind, please do this. Do this for yourself and get out from undereath that tyrant I have to call my father.

I deflate when she slowly shakes her head. "Thank you for the offer" she tells Rowan quietly "but it's not th at simple. I just want to wish you both luck" she whispers, turning and hugging me tightly "and that I'll come and see you when I get the chance. I'm going to miss you."

I blink back tears from my eyes and hug my mother tightly, unsure if this will be the last time I see her. Reluctantly, mother pulls back and gives me a small smile. "Good luck" she whispers once more and then turns and walks away, glancing one last time over her shoulder at me before she disappears.

"Come on" Rowan says gruffly, turning around and walking in the opposite direction "let's go home" he added.

Home. It was such a simple word but one that evoked a lot of feelings in me. Where was home? It wasn't here, but would it be Rowan's pack? I followed, lost in thought. Would his pack members even accept me, an undesirable, or would I be locked up in a room, out of sight and out of mind? What did Rowan want from me? My eyes widen as I wonder if he wants me to be his mistress, rather than his wife. Well, I'll be damned if I let that happen. My hands clench tightly into fists and release over and over again in my anxiety. "Faster, if you please" Rowan calls out and I scowl, realising he's way ahead of me. I hurry the pace up, startled when he stops at his car, a large suv and places my bags carefully inside of it.

"I thought you might have more stuff" he explains at the look on my face. Most Alpha's tended to be arrogant and drive ferrari's so I was wondering why he had brought such a basic vehicle. But if he thought I had a lot of stuff, that explained it.

He opens the passenger door for me and I climb in, buckling myself up as he shuts the door in my face and comes to the driver's side, opening the door and climbing inside. He starts the car.

"I won't be your mistress" I say quickly, feeling dumb as he raises his eyebrows at me.

"I never said you were going to be" he comments, starting to pull out, "what made you think I wanted that?" He sounds disgusted at the mere thought of it.

"Well" I stammer "it's just that you don't want to get married and you've paid a lot of money for me so,,," I trail off.

He just sighs. "Look at the moment you're not ready for marriage and neither am I. I paid the money to get you out of that pack and away from that toxic father of yours. I'm not saying we won't ever get married, but for now it's on hiatus" he explains frowning and pulling onto the main road. "Then what am I supposed to do?"

"You'll live in the pack house, in a separate room. You can do whatever you want, but you're to remain on pack grounds for now. That means no going into town for now. Not until I know I can trust you" he explains.

I suppose I can live with that. I settle back against the chair and cross my ankles, my hand reaching out for the stereo.

"I must warn you that I can't stand heavy metal music" he says lightly and I nod, putting the station onto a country radio one.

"Ha" he says "I never took you for the country music type."

I laugh. "There's all sorts of things about me you don't know. I happen to love country music" I said with another giggle. The further we got away from my pack, the lighter and happier I felt. It was like a giant weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

We head into the forest and I know it's not long until we'll reach the pack house now. I survey the scenery with interest, taking in the brightness of the trees and the lack of debris and fallen branches. He must have an awesome patrol who took care of the trees, I thought idly to myself. At the very least they got rid of the large branches that would impede a run. Then we stop in front of the pack house and my eyes widened in disbelief. It was beautiful, that was my first thought. I was in awe. Unlike the house I had just left, this one was made of wood and was two story's high. It was majestic and the roof was a beautiful dark grey colour that blended in with the surrounding forest. It felt comforting and the exact sort of house, I had always imagined living in. I couldn't wait to see what the inside of it was like. Something told me that it wasn't cold, like home had felt like all the time.

Alpha Rowan looked pleased at my reaction. He opened the passenger door for me and I got out, surveying the house and the land with fascination. "This way" he said calmly, grabbing my bags.

We were met at the door by a man with shaggy blonde hair and brown eyes, a wide smile on his handsome face. He held out his hand for me to shake. "This is my Beta, Laurence" Alpha Rowan said.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you" breathes Laurence as he lets go of my hand.

Alpha Rowan frowns at him. I wonder what Laurence means by finally meeting me.

"Is her room ready?" asked Rowan gruffly.

Laurence winked at the man. "Of course it is, what do you take me for" he commented drily. He gestured for us to follow him.

The inside of the house was just as I had pictured. Art everywhere, of forests and wolves, stairs made from logs and even the baulstrade was wooden. It was like a cabin, but larger and more refined. It was heaven and it was glorious. I made my way up the stairs, my legs beginning to feel like jelly. Not only that, but a yawn escaped my lips. It had been a long day after all and it was approaching night fast. Alpha Rowan looked concerned. "Hurry up" he hissed to Laurence, who picked up his pace.

My legs moved faster as they walked down a long corridor. Alpha Rowan pointed to the end door. "That is my room and your's is right next to mine" he said softly, pointing to the one on the right.

Laurence opened the door and I gave a small gasp as I stepped inside. There was a large four poster bed, with soft pale green bedcovers, a wooden chest of drawers and a small television. Another door to the room, led to an adjoining bathroom with a bath, shower and vanity. It was simplistic but gorgeous and it suited me right down to the ground. Rowan put the bag and my suitcase down with a large thud. "Do you need anything?" he asked me.

Laurence scoffed. "She's probably starving moron. How about I rustle up some dinner" he suggested, darting out the door before Rowan could say another word.

Rowan ran a hand through his black hair and stared at me for a minute, a wistful expression on his face. "For now, you're to remain here" he said "in time you can wander around the grounds as much as you'd like. Do you still train? Even without a wolf?" "I do" I assured him "and I'd like to keep training."

"Maybe I can get Laurence to train you" he muttered "he has plenty of time on his hands and it means you still get the benefits of training."

"That would be great" I say excitedly before my face drops. Should I even be training while pregnant? There was no way I could ask him, not when he had no idea of the pregnancy. Luckily he doesn't notice the change of expression on my face. "I'll leave you here then. If you need anything come and find me or Laurence. We'll either be in the study or in my room. Goodnight" he said softly, gazing at me for another moment, before shutting the door and leaving.

I dont' wait for Laurence to come back, instead plopping myself on the bed and staring around the room, one hand going to my stomach. I knew I needed to come clean, but I had no way of knowing how Rowan would react to spending so much money on a girl that was pregnant with another man's baby. Until I got to know him, I needed to keep this pregnancy a secret. I would also need to have an ultrasound and began to wonder if there was a hospital on the premises. Surely there would be? My mind was whirling with all sorts of thoughts and ideas and before Laurence could come back with the food, I had passed out on the bed, deeply asleep.