The Lycan's Rejected Mate (naiah and Amos) novel Chapter 21

Anaiah's POV

I touch the side of the bed to find Leondre is not there, I scowl and drag myself out of bed, ignoring the burning sensation between my legs. I get into the shower and smile when the hot water hits my skin. After cleaning myself thoroughly, I go to the closet, picking out a simple black dress that reaches my knees and pumps.

I hustle downstairs, I meet some pack members who politely greet me or look at me like I am dirt however, I try not to get intimidated.

"Hello," A short pretty lady with big curls and a slim figure smiles cheerfully at me. I wave back with the same energy.

"You are Anaiah, right?"

"Yes,"

"The King asked me to keep you company today as they are busy with work at the headquarters," She informs me cheerily " Oh my name is Angie by the way," She extends her hand to me and I shake it.

"Don't worry, I'll try to be good company, so what do you want to do?" She asks.

"Um, can you show me around the packhouse?" I ask, she nods and takes me outside. The packhouse is very impressive and magnificent. Angie is very chatty and cheerful, she mostly skips and does not walk, I like her.

We have met some interesting Lycans who are quite friendly. Darius and Justine are a gay couple who stay not far from here.

By the time it was evening, I was beginning to miss my mate, my eyes roamed to the door but it didn't open, and when I asked about him, Angie said he was busy with work.

"Can I at least talk to him," She looks unsure, glancing down at the phone in her hand,

"He'll call I'm sure," She says and I decide to leave it. We go to one of the tv rooms to watch a movie on Netflix. The movie is a comedy and the whole way through we couldn't stop laughing.

"I like Kevin Hart," Says Darius, getting up to get more snacks. We play ping pong and the guys are amazing at it so I don't even join. After eating a sandwich, my eyes couldn't open anymore and I went to bed. In the middle of the night, I felt the bed deepen and his scent enveloped me, however, I was too tired to move but he kept me in his embrace.

"Good morning, my love," I hear the voice of my mate, the only sound I want to wake up to every morning. He kisses my lips but I move away.

"What?" He asks, squinting his eyes. I point at my lips and he smiles in realization, he grabs both my hands and pins them over my head, bending down to kiss me. He bites me and I gasp, giving him a chance to shove his tongue into my mouth.