The "Side-Effects" of a Rejection

Prologue

Chapter one:Unreal

Kayah Martins

When I was little my parents used to tell me about the mate bond that us werewolves had. They would tell me about the pull that mates would feel to eachother. Every night they would inform me that when i was sixteen, i would meet my mate and we would life happily ever after.

Back then i dreamed of meeting my mate and spending eternity happy with him, my other half. Of course, back then i also dreamed i would be a princess. (The princess thing did not work out so well) The whole idea of finding someone that would love me the instant they saw me seemed so magical and unreal.

As i grew up, I realized that unreal is just what mates were.

My mother and my father were clearly mates, that much I could tell. But the idea of fate paring me up with someone unknown to me until i was sixteen sickened me. I wanted to get the opppurtunity to spend the rest of my life with someone i personally chose, not someone who was chosen for me. What if I didnt like this guy? What if he didnt like me? Would he reject me?

These thoughts came to me one day when I decided to ask my mother what would happen if i did not want my mate. At that moment, the moment that the question left my mouth, my mother slapped me.

Being only eight years old at that time, there was nothing i could do to defend myself or retaliate in any way. My mother was not a violent person, in fact that was the first time she had laid a hand on me in that manner, but the question seemed to have angered her.

Shortly after she slapped me she apologized and grabbed my tiny shoulders and told me the words that would frighten me till the day I died.

She had said " Not wanting a mate usually leads to rejection. Being rejected by your mate, Ive heard, hurts like a b**ch. It is more than just heartache, for rejecting your mate is unnatural and frowned upon by all. Fate chose mates for all werewolves and rejecting your mate is like giving the bird to the moon goddess. So dont ever do it"

It was that day that I began being sickened by the whole mate thing. It was also the day that i decided i would never reject my mate, even if i did not like him. I never told my mother and father any of my thoughts or feelings about mates after, afraid that I would be slapped again.

Eight years later, on my sixteenth birthday, I had woken up nervous and antsy. I knew that that day could be the day i found my mate. It was also the day I first shifted, but I was more excited than nervous about that. I begged my parents to let me stay home that day from school, unfortunately they ignored my pleas and took me right to school.

The whole day I looked at everyone, anyone in the eyes to see if i felt any sort of pull towards them. But I didnt feel anything for anyone, I did get a bunch of strange looks from people though. When I laid my eyes on my best friend, Luke, I was very dissapointed to not feel anything out of the ordinary towards him. I was dissapointed every day after that, my mate was not in the pack.

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