The Pack Slut (The Fae Omegas, #1) [Full Version]

Chapter 6

Imogen

I made my way out of my car and into the school hallway with trepidation, determined to avoid Nate and his crew. I was determined not to talk to anyone or wait to hear their disparaging comments about me. All I wanted to do today was to turn in my assignments, attend classes, leave school, go to work, and return to Tom's house, where he had given me a room of my own, no strings attached.

Since I was at least 20 minutes late and most students were in class, I strolled to my locker to get the books for my next class.

I was just about to open it when a hand gripped my arm and dragged me away from my locker. It took me only ten seconds to recognize the grip as Nate's.

My heart ached even as I stopped struggling and allowed him to drag me wherever he wanted. I schooled my features for what I was about to do. I was finally going to release Nate from our true mate bond by accepting his rejection.

Because I couldn't do this anymore, I couldn't loathe myself, my father, my mom, and my body any more.

Life had done me dirty, yes. But I was ready to pick up the pieces of me that were still left and nurse them to wholeness.

And I was no longer the Imogen who thought life started and ended in the Paxon pack. I wanted a better life for myself now. I wanted to be better, and I wanted to become a valuable asset that wasn't dependent on a pack or a mate.

I had spoken to Tom about his experiences in the Supernatural Council and I had done some digging on the internet about all the legitimate organizations that took in supernaturals and werewolves with or without a pack because I wanted to find stories to help me chart a new trajectory for my life. I had found some, but I still wasn't sure what I wanted to do with my life yet.

I had also started reading self-help books recently. One particular book about reinventing yourself for a happy life taught me that I needed to learn to love myself.

Struggling to be with a mate who didn't love me or want me and always reminded me of that whenever he could was the best way to set myself up for a miserable life. So, I needed to let go.

Although sex with Nate and the cuddling afterward usually helped me forget, I had found that Nate's hurtful words usually made me feel worse. And he always had hurtful things to say about me, even sometimes while we were having sex.

I didn't know when, but somehow, my relationship with Nate had become very toxic. And I had only just realized it now.

Now, more than ever, I needed to grow to be a better person who could stand on her own because, in all likelihood, if Nate mated with Harriet, I would have to leave the pack.

So, after some weeks of retrospection about everything, I decided to accept Nate's rejection.

In typical Nate fashion, he dragged me into a janitor's closet. "Where the hell have you been?"

I looked away sharply, trying to resist the powerful urge to cry as I replied nonchalantly, "I've been busy."

"Do you know how worried I have been? You've been busy doing what? Fucking other guys?" He hissed.

I looked away, and he held a hand under my chin as a look of disgust flashed across his face. "You actually slept with another guy, didn't you?"

I made my eyes as empty of the emotions I was feeling as possible and said, "It doesn't matter anymore. I give up, okay? You were right. I'm not fit to be the Luna of the pack. I accept your rejection."

He stared into my eyes for a moment that seemed like a lifetime to me. "What are you saying? If you do this, you cut all ties to me, you know?"

"Don't worry, since I'm essentially just human, I'll just leave the pack so you can mate Harriet like you wanted. Even if I were return to the pack, there will be nothing between us."