The Lycan's Rejected Mate (naiah and Amos) novel Chapter 29

Anaiah's POV

The intimidating man has a smirk on his lips, my brother scowls and he doesn't look happy to see him.

"Erickson, what are you doing in my territory?" Enrique growls, making the man he called Erickson to tear his gaze away from me.

"I was hoping we could talk," He says in a deep but soft voice, looking into my eyes one more time.

"About what?" Asks Enrique annoyed. " You know where I stand, whatever war you want to launch against other packs, I'm not getting involved in it," He declares solemnly. The man sighs and smiles at me.

"I don't think we have met, hi, I'm Alpha Erickson Jones of the north Lycan pack," He extends his hand to me, and I hesitantly shake it. Erickson is tall and muscular.

"I'm Anaiah, please excuse me," I say politely but Erickson holds my hand firmly. My brother growls and he releases me.

"It is nice to meet you, beautiful Anaiah,"

His gaze is hot and intense, making me feel like he's undressing me. I shudder and leave the two gentlemen to talk.

'He wants us,' chimes my wolf, I raise my eyebrows at that.

'What do you mean?'

'I could feel it, his wolf has chosen us as his,' There is amusement and worry in her tone, I etch my face in confusion.

Two days had gone by and my mind kept wandering to Erickson, he's 32 years old and one of the richest Alphas in America.

A soft knock sounds on my door and I groan. Mutinta waltzed in with a bouquet of red roses in her hands.

"Fuck," I swear inwardly. Erickson has been sending me flowers every day and a cute note, asking me to go on a date with him.

I inhale the scent of the flowers and toss them away. Enrique told me the Alpha of the north is waging war against the royal pack and persuading me must be his way to punish my mate.

My heartache at the thought of Leondre, and I play with the phone in my hands, debating whether to call him or not.

No, no. I mustn't, he's a liar, they lied to me and I'm no one to him as he chose to wed another. Hurt, I go to the washroom.

Wearing a sundance dress and white heels, I head to my favorite garden. I was watching the butterflies and smiling when I felt a presence, his presence.

"Erickson," I mutter, twisting my neck to him. He is standing against the doorframe with a tiny smile playing on his lips and a rose in one hand. Erickson sighs and sits next to me.

"You're beautiful," He says as he gives me a rose, I only look at it once then at his face.

"I like Lilies," I say, Erickson, extends his hand to me and is making my heart beat wildly and I don't like it one bit.

"What?" I scowl, taking his hand. He puts a strand of hair behind my ear, making my heart flutter as if he couldn't do more.

"Let's go for a drive, you can carry some guards if you're scared of being alone with me," He says quizzically, clearly he wants to persuade me to go with him.

"I'm not scared of anything," I retorted, crossing my arms against my chest. He takes me to a car, one of those vintage ones I saw in a movie once. He opens the car door for me like a true gentleman and I get in.

As we drive to god knows where Erickson and I talk about everything and nothing. He is quite interesting and I hate to admit it but I am having a wonderful time. We reached a waterfall and he opened the door for me. We leaned against his car and watched the water as we continued to talk.

"Do you like parties?" He asks, looking at me intensely with his hazel eyes. I blinked

"Party?"