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

Rory

I knew Trevor wasn’t joking about his threats because of how furious he sounded through the phone and I was grateful I accepted the number of the kind alpha named Kenny who kept insisting I take it so I would be able to put a call through to him because he was worried about me.

Tonight, I was a bit uncomfortable as I prepared some tea for myself, because I kept imagining what I’d do if Trevor somehow showed up here right now.

I took my tea and went ahead to curl up in the bed. I was bored out of my mind, there wasn’t much for me to do since I had no tv yet and I wasn’t much of a reader.

Raya texted me and told me she and her baby moved back into her parents house today, and that in a few months time, she’d go rent a house where she’d be staying alone because she’s planning on leaving her kid with her parents. I wished her all the best and told her I’d try to visit whenever I find time but I knew I was lying.

She was the reason I was currently being plagued with fear and unease, because despite her betraying me, I still looked out for her till the very end.

I was returning from the kitchen after rinsing my cup and putting it away, when my phone pinged. I instantly grew nervous because my mind instantly went to Trevor. Just like I feared, he waa the one who texted. He was demanding that I give him my address right now, and that he was gonna come over and fuck me till death because of what I did to him.

I told him to not call or text me any longer, urging him to get a life and to leave me alone, and then I blocked his number from being able to call or text me any longer. I massaged my head while letting out a low sigh. My life was simple before, but now it is filled with one complication after the other.

I shifted around in my bed and tried getting in a comfortable position when my phone pinged again. I stiffened at once, taking a few moments to check who it was.

It wasn’t Trevor.

It was Kenny, the alpha who I exchanged numbers with because he was worried for me at my place of work today.

I felt a small smile tug at my cheek as I opened the message.

’Hola, Rory (cute name, if I might add). How have you been? Has that asshole reached out to you yet?’

I read the text twice, suppressing the grin that threatened to stretch out across my face, and then I typed back a response.

’Thanks for the compliment :/, and as for the asshole, yes he did. He told me some really disturbing things but I ended up blocking him and asking me to leave me alone.’

I waited patiently for his response, heartbeat steady.

"Sadly I don’t think he’s gonna stay away, typical of alphas.’

I snorted this time as I typed back a quick response.

’You’re an alpha though, are you saying you’re like that?’

Even as I sent that response, I knew he wasn’t like other alphas, at least the ones I’ve interacted with. He came off as gentle, easy and kind. I don’t know how to explain it but that was the vibe I got from him.

’I might be an alpha, but I know most of my fellow alphas are real assholes. Which is why I don’t mind when people generalize when bad mouthing alphas, because I know they’d all have a good, justified reason to be doing that.’

He responded, proving my point. He was really not like the other alphas, because in this situation, they’d have been insisting that instead of omegas generalizing about them, why don’t the omega just get to know him in particular yet since all alphas aren’t the same.

After a few back and forths between us, I found myself laughing softly. The sound startled me because since I began to live alone, I was more used to silence than any kind of noise.

Before we got off the phone that night, he urged me to lock my door properly and to call him if Trevor showed up.

He also asked if we could meet up the next day, a request which I ended up declining, because it reminded me of the awkward situation I was currently in. I still didn’t know if he was flirting with me or just still being kind to me like he was when he helped me to the hospital while I was unconscious.

If he was flirting with me, that was a big problem since I was pregnant.

That night, when I fell asleep, my heart surprisingly felt light.

~~~

I frowned when I noticed his presence at the table I was about to answer to.

He held his hands up with a soft laugh.

"I didn’t come because of you, I swear it! I came because of my baby girl." He pointed at a little girl about five years old sitting beside him, swinging her legs cutely.

"You have a child?" I blurted, eyes wide and he blushed a little– he actually blushed!

"No, she’s my sister’s kid, but I’m raising her myself." He revealed and I felt warmth gather in my chest.

"That’s so cool." I whispered, feeling beyond touched and he beamed almost proudly.

"I love children." He informed me and an unhelpful part of my mind preened.

We didn’t end up having a conversation because apparently true to his words, he really came for the cute little girl. After their meal, he left with her for their next appointment for the day, but he left me a ridiculously huge tip and a note asking me to text him tonight.

I tried to keep a straight face as I put the note away, but I failed.

As I headed to the kitchen of the restaurant, I was forced to admit to myself that he was flirting with me at this point. He seemed extremely nice, and he also loved children – not that it matters.

But since I wouldn’t want to lead him on or anything, I promised myself that I was gonna tell him that I was pregnant tonight. If he chose to stop talking to me after that, it would definitely hurt but I’d end up moving on anyway. Right?