Chasing And Claiming My Rejected Omega Mate:Alpha's Severe Regret [BL]

Kenny

I was crying while so much pain wrack at the inside of my chest.

When did I bevone like this? The normal me would never be caught crying like this in the presence of someone regarding me systematically like this doctor was currently doing.

"Are you sure there’s not something you can do?" I asked for the hundredth time since the moment this doctor had announced Jason had just a few hours left on earth before dying.

"I’m so sorry, sir." The doctor said, face in grim expression as he stepped back and bowed politely.

"I’ll leave you to spend time with him. You can invite his family members to come spend his last moments with him as well." The doctor began to say and I nodded roughly, dragging my palm I’ve mf wet cheeks. But it was pointless because more tears kept rolling down in the very next moment.

As soon as the doctor left, I took the spot beside Jason’s side and took his hand into mine. His hands were cold and didn’t curl around mine like they normally would. He had been unconscious since the moment he arrived at this hospital.

After Jason got shot, he had passed out and I had feared that he had died. But he thankfully survived. However when we arrived at this hospital, first, I was told the last essence of his wolf left in him had completely vanished, and now that there was nothing to protect him from that gunshot, it had ended up killing all the nerves inside of him. He was In critical condition since we arrived at this hospital but I kept desperately hoping that he’d end up fighting and pulling through. Throughout those moments, I kept praying for Rory and hoping he’d be fine as well, but deep down, I knew something must have definitely happened to him.

I had nowhere to go should I want to go capture Alex. I was no match to him. While Jason was fighting for his life, I took the police to the location Jason got shot at and it was fully ransacked for any clue if where Alex might have taken Rory to, but they ended up finding nothing. Not even a single clue.

Since then, it has just been a loop of me crying abs drowning in sadness. There was no one to comfort me since my first mate was kidnapped and the second one was unconscious and in critical condition.

I brushed my fingers through Jason’s hair and blinked back tears while my chest start to tighten up as pain began to flood through my

chest. Right now, it was clear that was nothing I could do. The doctor had said he had a few hours left.

The doctor suggested I call his family over. But I don’t even think Jason have any actual family aside from us and his grandma. His poor grandma, how would she handle the news?

Sobs wracked my body for a few seconds, echoing through the bleak room. I kept wishing he’d blink his eyes open and ask me to stop crying like he’d have done on a normal day. Jason hated it when I cried, he hated when Rory cried too and he’d be instantly ready to fix whatever the problem might be. Right now, if he wasn’t unconscious, he’d have cupped my face and assured me that everything was gonna be alright so I shouldn’t cry. Those thoughts kept dancing through my mind and it made the sobs to intensity more and more within my chest.

Why? Why did this have to happen? I can’t even handle losing a mate. Much less two! At the same time!

I never even believed fated mates existed. I thought it was a load of bullshit. However after Rory and Jason came into my life, and after that dream of confirmation Rory had one time, I’ve been reminded over and over again that it does exist snd the three of us were proof of that.

I leaned down and pressed my face against Jason’s chest. He smelt of nothing, his scent having fully faded away. As tears silently leaked from the side of my eyes, I rubbed my cheek against his chest like a cat would do its favorite toy, wishing I could get a little something from him this last time. A head pat would do, I told myself, but I knes I was lying. It definitely wouldn’t do. Nothing would be enough like him not dying today.

My face was still pressed against Jason’s chest when a gasp echoed through the room. My eyes widened and I was in a sitting position, eyes dragging over Jason’s face fast while I tried to figure out if he had woken up just now. But he was still in a deep unconscious state, his face in a very relaxed expression. As I stared at him longer, I slowly began to crumble again.

That was when I heard it.

"K- Kenny?"

I blinked once, confused. I focused on my heart, as Rory’s emerged in my mind. My heart lunged out to him hungrily and desperately. I missed him so much and I was ready to even give up my own life for him.

I had tried reaching out to Rory through my mind countless times even though I knew it wouldn’t connect since we weren’t officially bonded yet, but that didn’t stop me from trying, even though I was certain I wouldn’t get a response.

However, I felt a tug in my chest, the presence of Rory engulfing my heart in response to the call of longing I sent out moments ago and I gasped in utter shock and disbelief as my hands rushed up to press against my chest.

"Kenny?" The voice echoed through me again and tears rolled down my cheeks as I quietly whispered Rory’s name. What I didn’t realize at first was that the voice of Rory wasn’t just in my mind but also here physically, till he called my name a third time and my eyes whipped sideways.

I fell off the bed in shock at the sight of Rory and a tall, lanky dude standing beside him, an unsure expression in his eyes. But that wasn’t what I was focused on. My limbs shook as I got to my feet and gawked at Rory, who was still standing in the middle of the room. I blinked a few times, believing this was only a figment of my imagination but he was still there each time I blinked my eyes open and tears rolling down his cheeks.

I didn’t know who moved first, but in the next moment, we were flying into each other’s arms and crying while embracing each other tightly. He clutched me tight and sobbed hard and I gripped him tight, fearing that he’s disappeared should I loosen my grip a little.

I kept whispering his name over and over again as we hugged even harder. He was here in the flesh and he didn’t have a single injury. His skin was as soft as I remembered and his scent was just as I remembered, and I greedily inhaled lungful after lungful.

When we finally pulled away from the hug, I cupped his face and let my eyes dragged over his face, my mind racing hard. It was still hard to believe he was presently here. How was he here in this hospital room? How did he escape from Alex? How...

"I thought I’d never see you again." He whispered, face still wet with tears and we were embracing each other again.

"You’re fine. Right?" I asked quietly next and he nodded once before pointing at the lanky figure that I had forgotten.

"I successfully managed to escape, thanks to him as well." He said and my eyes briefly locked with the dude. I nodded him once before focusing on Rory again.

"I’m so glad you’re safe and fine. So fucking happy." I whispered as I caressed his cheeks, still feeling like all of this was a dream.

"I’ll explain everything, including how I’m here right now." He murmured next and I nodded, throat feeling tight as I watched his gaze dart around me towards the bed Jason was laying in.

"Is Jason okay?" He questioned and I gulped, my tongue feeling too big in my mouth. I was at a loss of what to say. What do I say right now? That Jason only have about two hours left on earth?

Rory must have picked up something from my facial expressions because he was pulling out of my hold and rushing towards Jason’s side. He placed a hand over his chest and leaned down to lean his forehead against Jason’s for a few seconds before abruptly pulling away as if burned.

When he turned to me, an apology was at the tip of my tongue even though I didn’t really do anything. However, he spoke first.

"We’re running out of time. We have to save him right now!"