The Denial

18: Go back to Her.

~Grace~

That's it. Its too much. I can't go around having this feeling. And guess what?

Its now starting from my chest and it hurts. It gets hard to breathe at times. Some nights, I'd wake up, gasping for air, clutching my chest for dear life. I can't go around for the rest of my life like this. And I won't.

"How would you get rid of this feeling?" Emma asked.

"I'll reject him. As simple as that." I folded my arms.

"And his Alpha position?"

"I don't care."

"You should," she glared at me.

"But I don't," I sighed and tried to change the subject. "When are we leaving?"

"Soon after I get you dressed, hun," she smiled.

Here we go...

---

I stood in front of my long length mirror, dictating what Emma let me go through.

I wore red shirt, and knee-length skirt with black tights and beige ankle boots. Ieft my hair dangle to my waist and applied make up. I wore smokey eyes and dark red lips.

~Tyler~

My breath was caught up in my throat when she entered. She looked beautiful, like always. But she had sparks in her grey eyes, like stars.

"Hey," she greeted Mark, not even considering me.

"Hi," he greeted back. "Wow.."

"Emma's work," she pointed behind her.

Emma's cheeks were tinted red as she mumbled a "thank you."

---

"But you're good at modelling!" Marks exclaimed.

"I wanna be a journalist!" Emma retored.

That's how it was for the past 20 minutes.

"You're good, Em. That," she stood up, "is your profession."

All mateless werewolves eyed her causing me to growl.

I went by her side and wrapped my arm around her, "what are you looking at?" I snarled at Derek and his friends whoi were mateless.

The apologized and went on to their own business.

"What the hell?" She said pushing me away, successfully.

"What, you'll let the eye rape you?" I yelled.

"I handled it before and I can handle it without you again," she hissed.

I sighed as pain stabbed through me.

Emma and Mark called out Grace's name and when I turned, I saw Grace, curled into a ball. Seeing her like that only deepened my frown sent waves of pain causing her to wince.

"Tyler, stop." She looked at me. "Please."

That only made guilty engulf me, allowing her to wince in pain. Emma and Mark were rooted in their spots.

"Please," she begged.

She wasn't looking at me anymore. She had her eyes screwed shut as tears leaked from them. I went up to her and crushed her into my chest and rocked her back and forth.

"Shh," I cooed. "Calm down, baby girl, I'm sorry."

Coming back to her senses, she started shaking her head and moving away from me. wiping her tears, "no."

I craned my neck in confusion.

"Go back to her. Why me? Go back to Linda. I'm sure you want her as much as she does."

I was frozen. How did she know?

"She's...she's just a distraction, I-"

"Exactly. Isn't that every guy's intention? Just distraction. But guess what? I'm not the one that'll distract you, Tyler. She wants you and you can't deny that you don't. So, go back to her."

I was rooted to my place, tongue tied.

"Mark," she looked at him' "what's your pack's name?"

"Wha-"

"No. Just tell me!" She hissed.

"Silver wolves," he mumbled, staring at his shoes.

"I, Grace Collins, reject the Alpha of the Silver wolves pack, Tyler Black as my mate."

Her eyes were shut as she said those words, while crying. Still not looking at me, she turned and left as I stared dumbfounded before reacting.

She just rejected me.

I lost my mate.

~~~~~
A/N
Oops. Did i just..?
Yep. Seems like it; i just made Grace reject Tyler.
I still love you viewers.
Hope you, uh, still don't want to murder me? *smiles sheepishly*
I better go now. Leave your votes nd comments!
Till next update, people!

-Reema.