The Rejection

Chapter 8

As soon as I get home, my phone goes off. It's a Facebook message. From Lyle. I groan and open it. It is only his address with "Eight o clock" writen next to it. I go to my closet and start to try to find something to wear. He's rich right? And most likely likes only the finest things in life. I'll have to dress elegant. Yeah he's an asshole, but he's my mate. I want to impress him.

I pull out my long white dress with gold chain for straps. I nod and smile. This will work. I look at the clock. It's only five. For the next hour I watch TV and get more and more nervous. At six I jump in the shower. I dry off my body and hair. After putting on my dress I did my make up. Natural on the eyes with a bold red lip. I part my hair of to the side and curl it. When done I smile. I look like a modern pin up model.

I chack the clock again. Seven thirty. I grab my purse and keys and head out the door. I get to Lyle's house at exactly eight. It is more like a palace. It stands four stories high and gleamed in the sunlight. I'm glad I dressed for the occasion. I walk to the door and knock. My wolf and I a bundle of nerves.

Lyle opens the door and pulls me inside. I look around as enter a big entrance way with a double sided grand staircase in front of me. Lined with red carpet and gold railing. The marble floor is white and a chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The walls were a beige color and I gasp at the beauty of the masion.

"I'm glad you like it," Lyle says with a smirk. "You look beautiful." I blush. "We need to set some rules. First of all, you're mine I do with you as I please. Second, you will be living with me from now on. Third, I'm going to mark you tonight. No objections. And lastly you will do everything I tell you to. Or there will be consequences." I look at him with wide eyes but simply nod.

"Yes, I understand," I mange to say and he takes my hand and leads me up the staircase. He takes me down a long hallway and into a grand bedroom. It was pink and gold. I gasp and smile at its beauty.

"This is your room and this is where you'll stay. When I'm not busy with pack business I will accompany you at night," he says. I look at him, confused. "Did you not know? I'm the heir to the Blood Moon Pack." Fantastic. He's the heir to the throne of my enemy pack. My parents are gonna love this. He picks me up bridal style and throws me on the bed.

"Lyle, what are you doing?" I ask as he hovers over me. He smirks and kisses my neck. My only response is him marking me. Sinking his teeth into my skin, I cry out in pain.

"Now, you're mine. Don't forget it," he growls and leaves the room.