The Female Sigma - Book One

Chapter 12 - Rejection

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Rejection

I'm not sure how I was able to do it.

I just told my mate that I didn't want to be with him anymore. I'm not sure how I'd be able to pull that off. Although it appeared to be simple, the pricking ache in my chest indicates otherwise. I didn't have time to worry about the agony because the next thing I felt were firm hands on my shoulders, rocking me back and forth, just like Jasmine does when she's scared.

He argued, "Why did you do it that Summer?!" His flaming brown eyes shone brighter than I could have imagined. It was easy to see how many emotions he was experiencing just by looking into his flaming eyes. Anger, hurt, frustration, and a slew of other emotions are among them. "Goddammit, respond!"

I knew it was immoral of me to dissolve our mate link without first informing him. He had no idea what was going to happen, and I couldn't blame him. After kissing him in my backyard, it appeared as though I was attempting to get to know him, and then I show up at school to reject him. I oppose gender-based violence, yet I could understand if he wanted to slap me right now since the look in his eyes makes me want to slap myself as well. That's what I should include on my Résumé one day when I seek for a human job: I selfishly put myself first and always hurt people. Who knows, maybe I'll turn out to be the one they're looking for.

"I'm sorry," was all I could manage before tears welled up in my eyes. I wish the Moon Goddess had written a tiny manual on how to successfully reject your spouse, but I doubt she would encourage anyone to do so.

He warned, pointing a finger at me, "No Summer!" "You don't have the option of apologizing. You're not sorry at all! Isn't this something you planned? I should've known you and your family planned this!"

"What? Yes, I intended to come here to reject you, but my family had no idea "Through my tear-streaked eyes, I frowned, bemusement evident all over my face.

He laughed an unattractive laugh. "You're a great liar, a phenomenal one."

"Tell me what the hell you're babbling on about now!", I demanded. This time it was I who had to be angry.

"Summer, go give that junk to someone else," he said as he walked back in the front door of the school building, leaving me in the parking lot with moist eyes, a teary face, and a confused expression.

That day, I returned home and went right into the conference room, where my father, mother, and Tyler were seated in a heated debate with some elders of the Were-council. It took me a long time to walk home, but it provided me ample time to calm down. I had intended to retire to my room, but I couldn't control my rage when I remembered how humiliated I felt when he refused to take my word for it when I honestly told him that I had no idea what he meant about my family. I ended up walking in the opposite direction of my room and into this conference room, where everyone looked at me in surprise. A few of the newly welcomed elders glared at me with disdain since, for one, they had no idea who I was and, for another, I had disrupted their meeting without apologizing.

"Summer, are you all right, dear?" my father inquired as he jumped to his feet, concerned. Except for the locked tiny wooden box in the middle of the table, the conference room appeared exactly the same as it did the previous time I arrived here.

As I sat down in an empty chair, I informed them that they had three minutes to explain themselves. The elders' stares had not wavered since I entered the room, but I didn't seem to mind. I've stopped caring for a long time. "Well, are you going to start or not?" I pressed, my eyebrow quirked.

Tyler cautioned, "Summer," which made me laugh painfully. Tyler cared about respect, and I cared about it as well, but unlike Tyler, I won't switch the will of these elders.

"Summer, not now," mom said sternly as she looked at me.

"Sorry, but no. Right now, right here, I'd like to know. Alternatively, I'll visit Mr. Murray and find out for myself "I made a demand. When Dad heard Mr. Murray's name, his brow furrowed. I'm not sure why they were invited to supper that night, but I'm guessing they made some type of deal after I left, and now that I've rejected Zane, I'm guessing that agreement is no longer valid. I don't care about the rejection because I can deal with it later, but I do want to know what this agreement is all about.

"How did you find out?" my mother questioned, deflecting my eyes away from my father. "We figured it would be best if we brought the Luna Moon pack over here for dinner so that you and your mate can get to know each other," she said after looking at my father as if requesting permission. She's fully aware that I can see straight through the mask she's sporting. She knows how I feel about the whole wolf situation, and I've already assured her I'm not interested in Zane. "And then we came to an agreement that our pack and the Luna Moon pack shall stick together and be allies, presumably putting all of the animosity behind us," Dad concluded.

"And you got to this arrangement because your daughter and his son are mates?" I asked. We were mates, not anymore. They nodded and stared into my eyes to see how I reacted to what they had just revealed. The elders present here seemed to be listening carefully to our personal family affairs. Busy much?

Standing up, I remarked, "Well, I guess we won't be seeing the Luna Moon pack again." I'm not going to lie, I'm trying my best to maintain my temper here.

"What are you implying, Summer?" Tyler questioned as I stood in the doorway.

I mockenly stretched my arms up as if I had just yawned, "Oh nothing just that Zane and I are no longer mates." I'd be lying if I said I wasn't aware of their reaction. As I slammed my door shut and locked it to ensure my mother didn't show up unannounced later, I heard gasps from the elders and my mother's voice yelling after me.