Returning To My Rejected Mate

Shay's Point of View

Halfway through cleanup Dan; Jake and some of the warriors that went after the rogues joined

us.

"Did you find them?"

Jake sighs and shakes his head.

"No, if we get one they come back for him. They don't leave anyone alive behind. The beta

ranked wolf got away quickly, they made sure of that."

Zane frowns and nods at them.

"Report?"

Dan asks, referring to our warriors.

"Quite a few injured, some serious but luckily nothing life threatening. Neither of our packs lost anyone. Most of the rogue bodies has been disposed off."

Zane gives a quick overlay and Dan nods.

"Atleast we didn't loose anyone this time. Let's head back."

We all nod at Dan before we walk back to the packhouse.

The walk back is rather silent as all of us are caught up in our own thoughts. But I'm very aware

of the fact that Zane is walking very close to me, without touching me but close enough for me to know he's there.

I glance up at him but he's looking around us with a frown.

"Are you looking for something?"

His gaze snaps to me and he shakes his head.

"No, I'm just still on edge. Just want to make sure I don't hear anything that shouldn't be here."

I nod at him and we continue our walk in silence.

"Have you spoken to mom or Ashley? Are they okay?"

Dan nods.

"Yes, they're fine. They are in the game room."

I nod and as we reach the packhouse I try to head for the game room but Zane snatches my arm en pulls me to a stand.

"Where are you going?"

I frown and try to pull my arm away from him.

"To go see my son. Let go."

He clenches his jaw and shakes his head at me.

"I don't think so. You should go shower first."

I narrow my eyes at him.

"Excuse me? You can't tell me I can't see my son. I.."

"Shay." Dan puts his hand up interrupting me and I frown at him.

"What?" I snap.

"He's right. You should go shower first. Your covered in blood. Zayde is already terrified enough

as it is, you don't have to add to that by having him see you like this."

I look down, only now realizing how bad I look. I sigh and run my hand through my sticky hair.

"Your right. Thank you." I turn to Zane. "And I'm sorry."

He only nods at me, not answering before heading into the packhouse.

I turn to Dan and he smiles at me.

"I'll tell them to keep him busy and then after we've showered we can meet them in the dining room."

I nod and we head into the packhouse and up the stairs.

"Shay."

Dan calls me just as I turn to go down the hall to my room.

"Yes?" I ask arching my brow.

"I'm glad you're okay. But we're still going to talk about you showing up to fight."

I sigh and nod.

"Yes I know. I'm going to have to have that same talk with Zane as well."

Dan smirks at me.

"Oh your definitely going to have a talk alright. Good luck."

He says before he heads for his room.

I sigh again and make my way into my own room, heading into the bathroom.

I switch on the shower waiting for the water to heat up, and go stand infront of my mirror.

I lift the shirt over my head to examine my injuries. There are quite a few scrapes all over, but they all look like they're basically healed up.

The claw mark in my side doesn't look to bad, it's still not completely healed but it's getting there.

I touch the wound on my head and flinch. It's still tender but luckily not bleeding anymore.

I get into the shower and give myself a good scrub, making sure there's no blood visible for Zayde to see.

As soon as I leave my room I hear a door open a few doors down and I look over.

I see Zane coming out, wearing only sweatpants while pulling a shirt over his head.

I lick my lips unconsciously, my eyes running over his chest, down the planes of his stomach, to

the waistband of his sweatpants and I swallow.

I hear someone clearing their throat and my gaze snap up to Zane who's smirking down at me.

I blush, realizing I've been caught checking him out.

"Oh. Hi. I didn't even realize you were there."

I say quickly and I see his smirk grown before I quickly start to walk away.

"Oh really now? I could've sworn you were just checking me out."

He says as he falls into step with me.

"Nope." I say, popping the P. "You're mistaken."

"If you say so."

I hear the smile in his voice but I don't answer him I just continue making my way downstairs.

"Shay, wait."

He grabs my arm and pulls me to a stop again.

I arch my brow at him, waiting for him to speak.

"We need to talk."

He says and runs his fingers through his hair, I follow the movement and nod at him. Heading for

one of the receiving rooms on the floor we're on.

Zane locks the door behind us and turns to me again.

I hold my hand up.

"Before you start. If you want to yell at me, or fight. Just please save it. It's been a long day and I

don't have the energy for this. I'd like to go see my son."

He frowns at me.

"I'm not going to yell. And I don't want to argue. I just.. I'm sorry okay?"

I frown.

"Your sorry?"

"Yes."

He says nodding at me and I cross my arms over my chest.

"Sorry for?"

He sighs and runs his fingers through his hair again.

"I don't know.. Everything? I guess."

"You guess?"

"Stop it will you! Just listen and let me talk!"

"Fine! Then actually talk!"

He frowns at me, but I only lift my eyebrow at him motioning with my hand for him to speak. "As I was saying. I'm sorry. Sorry for doing what I did and saying what I said back then. Sorry for getting mad because you wouldn't just let me off because I said I'm sorry. I'm sorry you felt you had to leave your pack, your family because you thought it would be better than to tell me your pregnant. And I'm sorry for getting mad at you about Zayde. I still don't like what you did, and I still feel like I would've liked to know about him earlier, but I can see your side as well. I acted like a kid, more than once and I'm sorry for giving you the silent treatment and being so childish. My ego was hurt that you didn't just come to me when I said sorry eventhough I knew I was wrong, and sorry wasn't going to fix everything. I just... I'm just sorry.. For everything.. And also I just want to thank you. Thank you, Shay. For keeping him and raising him all by yourself. I know it had to have been hard, but you did a great job. He's a wonderful little boy."

I blink, just staring at him. Unsure if I actually heard what I did and if I did how to react to it. "Shay? Are you okay?"

Zane asks with a frown, stepping closer to me and touching my arm.

I shake my head, trying to clear the confusion before I focus on his molten eyes.

"I'm okay. I just wasn't expecting that. Thank you."

Zane nods at me and gives me a small smile before he let's go of my arm and turns to leave, but

I grab his hand.

"Zane! Wait!"

He looks down at my hand and then at me.

"I'm sorry too. I'm not going too apologize for trying too protect my son, but I am sorry for just assuming that you wouldn't want him. I should've given you a choice. But I was young and hurt.

It wasn't the best choice. But at the time I thought it was. I wish I could go back and make different choices but what's done is done. You know of him now, I just want us all to move on from this."

Zane nods at me and takes my other hand into his as well.

"I want that too. To move on and be part of your lives. I want us to be a family Shay. But I promise I'll be good. I won't force you into anything I just want you to give us a chance."

I try to pull away but he tightens his hold on my hands.

"Please, think about it. We can take it as slow as you want too. You don't have too answer me

now. Just promise me you'll think about it."

I look into his pleading eyes reluctantly and I sigh before I nod slowly.

"Fine. I'll think about it. I'll really think about it."

Zane gives me a wide smile and hugs me quickly.

"Thank you. You won't regret this. I promise. Now... About you joining the fight today."

His voice and face suddenly turns serious and I flinch from the look in his eyes, folding my arms

around me as a defense mechanism.

I was kind of hoping he wouldn't bring this up now, but I guess luck isn't on my side.