How to Handle Rejection - Maybe

Chapter 10

After we were done eating, Crone and I just sat in our chairs. While I fiddled with my hands, he surfed his phone. We were like that for at least 10 minutes. Then, he stood up. He walked over to the kitchen doorway and paused. "I have pack things to do." he explained without looking at me. "Okay." I said quietly, and he continued out the front door. 

For some reason, he'd left his phone out. I listened to see if he was walking back for it, and heard nothing. I stared at the black, smooth iPhone 5, and picked it up. He had no lock on it, so I was able to access YouTube pretty easily. I typed in the song that I wanted, and played it. 

The song was White Flag by Dido, a song that I hadn't heard in a long time and had gotten stuck in my head two days ago. I held the phone gently in my hand, but with a good enough grip for it not to fall as I walked to the couch in the living room. First, I hummed along to the words of the song, then started to sing quietly.

I know I left too much mess and 
destruction to come back again 
And I caused nothing but trouble 
I understand if you can't talk to me again 
And if you live by the rules of "it's over" 
then I'm sure that that makes sense 

I will go down with this ship 
And I won't put my hands up and surrender 
There will be no white flag above my door 
I'm in love and always will be 

And when we meet 
Which I'm sure we will 
All that was there
Will be there still 
I'll let it pass 
And hold my tongue 
And you will think 
That I've moved on.... 

Right as I hit the last note, I felt someone stir in my mind. Nice voice. It was Jasper. With an exasperated huff, I replied, Thanks for the privacy. I crossed my arms when I heard his laugh. No rouge has privacy when held prisoner. he chuckled. But you're the one who left their mind open for everyone in the pack to hear you. 

I gasped at his words. In a more private area, I thought That means Crone heard it. He'll probably think that I was singing about him!. I groaned and felt myself blush. This was not good. I immediatley shut my mind off to everyone. Although, I'm pretty sure I had felt Crone listening to Jasper and my conversation.

Somehow, I'd fallen asleep on the couch. I was curled in a fetal position, my face towards the back of the couch. I cracked open my eyes when I realized someone was sitting on the other end. I rubbed my eyes and lifted my head to peek at Crone. He was reading something on his phone.

At the sight of his phone, I remembered my talk with Jasper. I closed my eyes took deep breaths to prevent another blush coming on. It somewhat worked out, but I was interupted by Crone. "I know you're awake." he said calmly. I grumbled incoherently and sat up on my elbow.

Only then did Crone turn to look at me. He gave a small sniff, raising a brow. "I think you're starting to go into heat." he said nonchalantley. Selfconciously, I sniffed the back of my arm. I already knew that females weren't able to smell their heat, or others' either.

Heat only happened to mated females to push along the impregnating process. It happened once a month, as long as the female was around their mate. It started on the same day each month, almost like a period. For some reason, mine had started rather late compaired to other females'. Probably because I was messed up with my bloodline and rank.

Instead of replying, I shrugged. Crone looked back his phone. "I won't be around much during the day." he continued. I shrugged again. "You act like I care." I mumbled, andCrone looked at me sharply. I lowered my gaze to my hands. Oops. I thought.

"Oops is right." Crone snarled, but went back to scrolling through his phone. Dammit. I sighed, shutting my mind off again. Crone snarled again as he turned to me, and grabbed my wrist. "Stop doing that!" he growled, but paused. His gaze dropped to my scars. I froze nervously.

"What are these?" he asked. When I tried to pull away from his grip, he only held on tighter. "I asked you a question, Omega." he said in an alpha tone. I looked away, grumbling. "They're scars from when I cut myself." I mumbled. Crone dropped his hands. "Why the hell would you do that?" 

Did he seriously ask me that? That made me furious. "Really? Have you never seen a rejected female?" I snap at him, making him wince slightly. I smirked mentally, but still raged on. "Most of them commit suicide, and I would have, have it not been for my parents walking in. Honestly, I would have thought you of all people would know what the consicuences were."

I stand and walk towards the door. "Where do you think you're going?" He was immediatley behind me. By the sound of his raspy breathing, I knew that he was fighting over control with his wolf. "A walk." I reply simply and yank the door open. "I'm not running away." I call over my shoulder and continue walking.

Without realizing it, I had gone over to my old cage. The gray wolf that I'd attacked looked up at me. You aren't here to kill me, are you? he asked, amused. I roll my eyes, and, with a sigh, sit down outside of his bars. "No." I reply. His curious eyes sweep over me, but not in a perverted way.

So this is what the rouge alpha looks like. he says, but not in a question. I frown and look at the grass. "I'm no alpha." I say as I pulled clumps from the ground. The wolf laughed, making me look up at him. You fight like one. That made me laugh. "My father is one, but I was an omega." I shrug.

Doesn't mean you aren't an alpha. he presses on. Maybe that's why Crone is keeping a close eye on you. He nodded behind me, and I turned my head to look. Crone was off talking to Jasper, but he kept looking at me angrily. Luckily, he was out of hearing range. I turn back and snort. "Yeah, maybe." I say. "I'm Tilly, by the way. And sorry for attacking you. I was having a bad day." 

My name is pronounce may-kuh and spelt M-A-K-A. he informs proudly. I smile. "Well, I wish I could shake hands, but..." I look down at his right paw, which he sticks between the bars. I take it, laughing. "Tilly" I repeat. 

Maka.

Just then, Crone comes walking up. Sighing, I stand, already knowing he was coming to retrieve me. I ignore his frusterated face and wave to Maka. He nods back, and I turn back around. I walked back to Crone's house without speaking to him.