The Alpha's Fated Mate Is an Outcast-Chapter 83

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Chapter 83: Chapter 83

Althea stepped out of the elevator. She walked down the hallway, every worker she met, bowing and greeting until she came to a stop in front of a door.

She didn’t knock, but opened the door and stepped inside, closing it behind her. At the desk within the office, her father sat, running through the stack of documents on his desk.

He owned the company.

She walked over and took a seat on the chair opposite him.

"How have things been at the alpha’s mansion?" Mr. Eliot asked.

"Chaotic," Althea responded. "She’s been acting out, really badly and now rumors are flying around. Keelion might just have a lot of explaining to do. If people start thinking he has a relationship with a beta, they would oh so pity me, and who do you think they will side with?"

Her father looked at her.

"The poor substitute mate who is feeling used in this situation, or the whore of a beta who’s trying to seduce the alpha?" She shrugged. "Of course it’s me."

Her smile widened. "What we’ve done was more than just perfect. We’re getting more than we expected out of it."

Mr. Eliot leaned back against his seat and steepled his fingers. "Is the alpha looking into this?"

"What do you mean?"

"If he has something with the beta as you say, I’m sure he wouldn’t just bury the death of his mother. So is he looking into it?"

Althea furrowed her brows. She thought hard for a moment before rising from her seat. "Come to think of it, Augustus has been acting weird. He’s been coming and going at that apartment as if he’s looking for something."

"So he’s trying to find the culprit." It wasn’t a question.

"Are we in trouble, Dad? Did we mess up?"

Mr Eliot smiled. "You have nothing to worry about. I made sure that nothing there could ever implicate you. Everything was cleaned out. Whatever Augustus is doing is just futile. He won’t find a thing."

"Are you sure...?" she asked. "Dad, this could ruin things for us if anyone finds out."

"And I told you that nothing will go wrong. I have it all sorted out."

———

One of the nurses in the hospital attended to Alexis who’d approached her.

"You’re her daughter?" the nurse asked.

"Yes." Alexis nodded. "Mr. Augustus admitted her here. I’m Alexis Ruderth who he said would be visiting later."

The nurse nodded at her. "Give me a second." She walked off towards the reception table and began to type into the work telephone. It rang and the callee picked up.

"Hello."

Alexis watched her.

"Right, yes. There is a girl over here and she said she is Alexis Ruderth. Would you please speak with her and confirm?"

A few more seconds.

"Alright." She lifted her gaze to Alexis and handed the phone over to her.

"Hello?" Alexis spoke. "Augustus?"

[Are you alright over there?]

"Yes, I just want to see my mother, that is all."

[Okay. You can tell them what you decide to do with her body]

Alexis nodded and gave the phone back to the nurse. The nurse spoke more with Augustus, before hanging up and proceeding to smile at her.

"My condolences." Her smile was warm and genuine as she walked out from behind the reception table. She picked up a document and gave a pen to her. "Could you please sign right here?"

Alexis did, and then they walked off, heading deeper into the hospital, towards the private room that Keelion had requested. Her mother’s body was in there, covered with white clothing—she saw at the table, the second she stepped into the ward.

"I’ll leave you alone. Just...let me know when you’re done, alright?" the nurse spoke.

Alexis nodded at her. "Okay."

The nurse left and closed the door, leaving her alone inside the room with her mother’s corpse.

She was scared to take a step—to approach the table. Every part of her knew that she had lost her mother, but her brain just wasn’t willing to process it.

She shuffled towards the table and stood next to it for a straight minute before she found the courage to pull the clothing off her face with a shaky hand.

The air felt sucked out of her lungs the very second she laid eyes on Eleni’s cold, pale face. And she broke down instantly, reaching out trembling fingers to touch her face.

Eleni was cold—too cold. Her mother’s warmth was gone.

Alexis looked away from her. The bubbles of tears in her eyes broke and spilled uncontrollably. Breathing felt painful and she clutched her chest, her heart constricting in excruciating pain within her.

It felt like someone was stabbing not one but many knives into her heart and twisting them with no mercy.

The pain was not something she could ever get used to. How would she ever live, knowing that she would never be able to hear her mother’s voice ever again—see her face, feel her hug, the warmth of her?

Everything had been fine, but in just the blink of an eye, she was taken away from her, without a goodbye, without a last hug. Even if it was one more time...to hear her tell her she loved her. To hear her tell her just how much she loved her and would never abandon her even if everyone else did.

Alexis slid down to the floor on her butt and curled her legs to her chest, face buried in her knees. She bawled and sobbed harder than she had ever done. And no matter how hard she’d cried, the pain never faded, the wound in her chest never seemed to heal even slightly.

Every second, it felt like a refreshment of the memory, walking into that apartment and seeing that brutality.

There was no one as kind as her mother. Who would hurt her? Take her life in such a manner? She didn’t deserve that, never did. She didn’t and never did anything wrong.

"I’m sorry..." She sniffled, sobbing into her knees. "If I had come much earlier, in the morning, a day before, you would still be here with me. If somehow I had just visited you every day. It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t been born this way, if I hadn’t met Keelion or came to the mansion, if father had never chased us out, everything would have been fine. If you hadn’t stayed stuck to me because of the disgusting outcast I was, your life would have been yours. It’s my fault."

"...All my fault. I couldn’t...protect you. I’m sorry, so so sorry..."

"I love you...so much. It hurts..."