Chapter 24

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Zander's POV

Jessica just had to go there and ask about my parents. Why couldn't she just not talk about family? She just ruined my, surprisingly, good mood. I clench my fists thinking about my parents. Thoughts and feelings I didn't want to consume me began coming back at the mention of them. Not mentioning them made it easier to forget about what happened. Due to my anger, I forgot to get the shopping bags but I didn't care at that moment in time.

I pace up and down my room, trying to distract myself from the thoughts of my past. Instead of thinking of that, I think of what Jessica told me about our previous friendship. It was hard to believe but the only reason I did was because Rosy knew Jessica and clarified her theory. I, however, still had doubts. Why was she here? How did she end up here? It was just a bit too coincidental.

Jessica would probably want to know why I left without warning and why I don't remember her. I'm conflicted on whether to tell her because I don't want her involved in my business, but she also has the right to know. I shook my head, I didn't want to open up those wounds.

My ex-mate has gone MIA and all her followers have been killed. I doubt that she'll ever be back as she'll be asking for a death wish if she even dares to step a foot onto my pack grounds. There's no point in dwelling in the past that won't catch up with us.

I'm interrupted by a timid knock on the door. I pause, turning to face the door. I wondered who it was but I had a feeling it was Jessica.

"Come in." I gruffly order and the door opens slowly to reveal Amanda. I couldn't lie, I was disappointed to see her standing in the place that Jessica should've been. I would've thought that Jessica would be standing there with her head lowered slightly and her bottom lip being chewed on while she shuffled on her feet. However, it was just Amanda with her hands on her hips and a sultry smile on her face. She was trying to look seductive but she just looked constipated.

She slowly steps into my room, pushing out her hips with every step. I grimaced at the scene.

Amanda was only dressed in a skimpy robe and I could tell she was wearing nothing under it. As she steps up to me, I rear backwards smelling her overpowering scent of strawberries. I prefer peaches.

Amanda draws her bottom lip into her mouth and flips her red hair onto one shoulder.

Not impressed.

"What do you want?" My words made Amanda falter and she cocks her head in confusion. She probably thought I'd surrender to her and take her in but I was not enjoying her presence much and would rather be reading a book.

"What?" Amanda steps forward to me. I didn't like her presence and I wanted her out. I just wanted to be alone. Was it so bad to want that?

"What. Do. You. Want." I bite out. Amanda takes in a shaky breath and peels off her robe. I don't let my eyes wander down her body and continue staring into her eyes. Her eyes held disappointment and shame but she didn't bother covering herself up.

"I heard you come inside and I could just sense your anger so I thought that I'd help relieve your tension..." Amanda tries to be sexy but I just shook my head at her.

"Out." I demand and turn to my bed. I take off my shoes and get into bed. I pick up the book I was reading and opened it. I could see Amanda still standing there with a shocked look on her face.

I look at her over the cover of the book and raise an eyebrow at her. "You're still here because?" Amanda gasps and I let out a humourless chuckle. She hastily picks up her robe and puts it on while walking. I hear the door slam and turn back to my book. I loved reading as it was just an escape from reality. The reality of my lonely life.

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