The Lycan's Rejected Mate (naiah and Amos) novel Chapter 34

Anaiah's POV

After giving it so much thought, I was ready to go back to Leondre's pack, we needed to talk and if I'm to be by his side things had to change. I wear a black dress that has an opening at the back as it is summer and pairs it with heels. Mutinta taught me how to walk in them. I descend the stairs where my brother and a few members of the pack are waiting, they are sad to see me leave but the royal pack is not far from here and I promise we'll always be in touch.

My brother smiles and pulls out a bracelet from his pocket, the bracelet is diamond and has our family crest on it, a white wolf with the letter A to represent Altamirano, while I was here, my brother insisted that we formally change my last name to Altamirano and naming me his heir, so I'm kinda rich now.

I say my goodbyes to the others and he opens the door for me, I embrace him one more time before getting in the car. The driver takes me straight to the Royal pack, patrol on the border didn't give us trouble and it looks like most of them recognize me as the king's mate.

My heart races as I near the king's castle, I get out of the car and go straight into the house, members bow at me respectfully and look at me differently. Sucking in a breath, I open the door to the suite we shared with Leon, everything is dark and his intoxicating scent fills my nostrils and I allow a smile to grace my lips. The furniture is scattered like a war took place here. I proceed to the only place I didn't look, the balcony, and indeed he's there. My breath hitches when I see my mate, sitting next to the glass railing, he is distraught. His eyes are closed and his hair is messy.

"Leondre," I call softly after I gather my courage, he searches for my voice and I go to him. Crouching down in front of him, I get a closer look at him, he has bags under his eyes and a beard. He suddenly gets agitated and caresses my face.

"Ana, Ana," His breath shudders, examining me with trembling fingers. His eyes are filled with much stress and worry.

"I'm so sorry baby! I'm sorry for the hurt I caused," He agitates in a broken voice, caressing every part of my face as if to confirm I'm there.

He grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him, I can feel his breath against my skin and he's relentlessly giving me excuses for doing what he did; however, I need him to calm down.

"Relax and breathe," He nods.

"Baby, I'm sorry," He breathes and I caress his growing beard. I get out of his grip, making the frown on his face deepen and I can't deny he looks gorgeous.

"Leondre, you hurt me... A lot,"