Rejected By My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 4

Hope

I feel so humiliated. Not only did Ethan reject me as his mate, but then he made me come all over his hand by simply pushing his fingers into my pussy. It was degrading.

How could I let him give me my first orgasm inside his office? I should have pushed him away. Ethan wasn’t even naked and probably not even turned on!

Ugh, I just want to die!

I quicken my footsteps and make my way out of Ethan’s mansion. Ryker is waiting for me outside and looks up from his phone with a smile.

“Hey, you okay?” he asks. “What was so important that my dad needed to talk to you alone?”

Guilt gnaws at me. I can’t tell Ryker the truth: his dad is my mate, and he showed me just how pathetic I am by making me climax on his hand.

My cheeks burn. “Oh, you know, the usual. He asked me about my old pack and then interrogated me.”

Ryker frowns. “Yeah, he takes his Alpha work a little too seriously...he didn’t frighten you, did he? You’re my girlfriend, and I wouldn’t want my dad to treat you badly.”

And now I feel terrible.

Ryker is a super nice guy. He is my best friend, and he is a werewolf, and we live together, but I can’t continue to date him. Not when his dad is my true mate and basically ruined me inside his office.

I’m such a slut...

“Ryker…” I say as we walk to the car, hoping he won’t be too hurt by what I’m about to say. “About that…I think we need to break up.”

Ryker stops dead in his tracks. “What?!” his face is rapidly turning pale. “Why?”

“Because...because I’m eighteen, and there still isn’t any mate bond between us. It means we aren’t fated mates, and perhaps it would be better if we broke up before one of us met our true mate, you know?”

He pauses at this, considering my words. “But mate bonds are a rarity, Hope. You could go your entire life without ever running into your true mate. Do you really want to throw away our relationship just because we aren’t mates?”

I sigh. I really don’t want to hurt Ryker, but I have no other choice. Not when Ethan is my mate—the one and only person I’m supposed to be with.

“Look, the truth is that I’ve met my mate,” I won’t tell Ryker that my mate is his dad, but half of the truth might be my only shot at not ruining our friendship.

“You’ve met your mate?” Ryker asks, and a look of understanding crosses his features. “Shit, that explains everything...the mate bond is sacred, after all. I’m so sorry, Hope. I didn’t realize that’s why you wanted to break up with me. Now I feel sort of stupid. Of course, you had a reason.”

“It’s not your fault,” I assure him. “I guess...like you said, I just never thought I would meet my mate. I didn’t think it would ever happen to me.”

“Oh, I see...well, I hope you’re happy with your mate.”

I grimace. “I don’t think he likes me very much...”

Interest flashes in Ryker’s eyes. “Is it someone I know? My dad is the Alpha of one of the packs, and I might know them. Perhaps I can talk to them and tell them they are making a mistake in not giving you a chance.”

Why is Ryker so goddamn nice? I’m swimming in guilt, close to drowning in it. I’m the shittiest friend ever for not telling Ryker everything, and the world is a seriously messed up place for making Ryker’s hot billionaire dad my mate.

I think I’m about to have a headache...

I sigh. “How about we just head home to our apartment? I’m exhausted after being roasted by your dad.”

He chuckles. “He was that intense, huh?”

“The most intimidating Alpha I’ve ever met.”

Ryker grins. “Possibly the strongest one too. My dad is actually a hybrid.”

Interesting. I remember that Ethan’s wolf was purely white, with large, angelic wings spreading out from its back. Could he be a half-angel?

“A hybrid, you say? And you’re not?”

“No, the angelic blood didn’t get passed on to me,” Ryker says and shrugs one massive shoulder. “I don’t know why, but I also don’t mind. This way, I won’t have to take over as the Alpha because my dad won’t age. I will grow old and die before he does.”

I stare at him, unsure what to say. I couldn’t possibly imagine what it would be like to know I would one day grow older and wrinklier than my parents.

Luckily, I don’t have to comment on this because Ryker is quick to laugh. “It’s actually a bit weird how my dad has lived for centuries. He is much older than he looks, and if there is anything he hates, it’s young, inexperienced werewolves. He takes life way too seriously.”

I can’t help but chuckle. “I noticed.”

Ryker grins and opens the car door for me. “Don’t let how he treated you bother you, though. My dad is an asshole to everyone, but now that you’re under his protection, you won’t have to see him again.”

I try to smile, but my stomach churns. I only have temporary asylum, and I have a feeling my sister will come for me soon. If I’m awakening as a werewolf and smell like an Alpha, she is going to want me dead before I grow strong enough to take the pack away from her.

‘Do you want the back?’

I freeze into the car seat, eyes kept on the road as Ryker is driving, but my mind reeling. This is the first time my inner wolf has attempted a conversation.

‘Uh...I don’t know. Most likely not, but at the same time, I don’t want to be a rogue.’

My inner wolf is quiet for a while, processing what I’ve said before she replies. ‘There is going to be a war among all the packs soon, and you’re too strong to stay out of it, Hope. Your pack is going to need your strength in the future.’

With that, I can feel my inner wolf retreating. It makes me panic. I want to ask her more questions, but the only one I can bring myself to ask is, ‘What is your name?’