The Alpha's Unwanted Omega Mate novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Tristian

I feel like I’m drowning. It feels like water is surrounding me and no matter how much I struggle, I can’t reach the surface. It’s hot and cold all at the same time and my chest aches while I try and catch my breath. As I continue to struggle, I hear muffled voices calling my name. Where are they? All I can see is endless darkness.

The pain I feel comes in waves and nothing I do relieves it. “Please….” I mutter out loud. “Please stop… it hurts… it hurts…!” I force myself not to cry out. The darkness is suffocating me. How can I escape it? Suddenly I feel hands on me. Are they trying to pull me up? Or down? Suddenly I see a light and the voice becomes clearer.

“… an… tian… TRISTIAN!!!” I jump awake and pant heavily. Before I know what I’m doing, I feel someone struggling underneath me, and ‘her’ image comes into focus.

In my confusion and daze, I growl and glare down at her. “You stupid bitch…” Why is she still haunting me? Why can’t I get her out of my head? Just leave me alone! I tighten my grip around her and her airy cry snaps me into reality.

The girl underneath me changes completely. Her nails are clawing at my hands that are wrapped around her neck and tears fall from her blue eyes but they flash with defiance along with fear. Her hair is wavy and golden blonde, not silver.

I take my hands away and immediately jump back. “D-Dahlia…” I stammer and watch as she coughs and holds her throat. I pale and reach out to her. “I-I’m sorry, I… Dahlia, I…” she flinches away and glares at me. Her throat is already starting to bruise.

“Don’t touch me,” Dahlia growls lowly and gets off the bed. “That’s the last time I ever try to wake you up when you’re having a nightmare! Better yet, go sleep on the couch, asshole!” She snaps and storms out of the room still holding her neck.

Once I’m left alone, I sit down on the bed and cover my face with my hands. Why isn’t anything going my way? I hear a knock and look up to see Jim’s concerned face. “What are you doing here?” I mutter with a frown.

Jim sighs and walks over to me. “Dahlia called me here last night. You were having what seemed like a night terror to her but she couldn’t wake you up.” He stops in front of me. “However, that wasn’t just a night terror.”

I scowl as I have no idea what he’s talking about. All I want is for some peace so that I can think of a way to make up with my chosen mate. “I don’t care. Just go away.” I say dismissively but much to my annoyance, Jim stands firm in front of me. He’s one of the only people who can and will stand his ground even with an alpha command. T

“I suspect ‘she’ has found someone else,” Jim says which makes me frown more. What is he even talking about? “That sort of pain and reaction only happens when your mate is with another. She’s probably taken a chosen mate.”

“What are you talking about? Dahlia…” Then it clicks with me. He’s not talking his Luna… he’s talking about Daisy. I grit my teeth and clench my fists. “What do you mean by that exactly?”

Jim notices my expression but doesn’t flinch. “It’s like a warning or a way a rejected mate can feel that they’ve moved on. I’m certain she felt when you and Dahlia were…” he trails off and sighs.

A deep feeling of guilt hits me. I knew Daisy would have felt what we were doing after I rejected her but I didn’t care then. Having felt it for myself now, I don’t know how she managed to hide her pain so well. Then I remember how her family and the rest of the pack treated her and the guilt only grows. Why did I let that happen before?

“You felt like you were drowning right? Lost in darkness with a deep pain in your chest? A sickening feeling that you struggle to escape from?” How is he able to describe it so well? I swallow hard and nod. “While you two have rejected each other and accepted it, somewhere in your heart…” he hesitates for a moment. “…you long to be with her. You or your wolf anyway.” He finishes.

Do I long to be with Daisy? Really? What a laugh! I scoff and laugh at the ridiculous idea. Why would I want a weak and pathetic girl like her? I faintly hear Silas whimper about the name ‘Naomi’ and her image flashes in my mind. It becomes clear to me then. I don’t long for Daisy at all but for Naomi.

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Chapter 30

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