Rejecting You (Slow Updates)

Chapter One

I woke up with the feeling something may change. Something that will change my life forever. I woke up to the feeling of despair deep in my soul. I don't know what I am dreading today. I wish I knew why, but I don't.

I got out of my average twin bed to the bathroom across the hall. I live with my parents, the pack house is for those who lost their parents to rogues or a hang out place for teen wolves like me. After showering and belting out songs from my phone I changed into a pair of black leggings and a black with small pink flowered dress. I put on some socks and wore my black combat boots. I grabbed a pink scarf that matched the flowers on my dress to add some color to my mainly black outfit.

I dried my dark brown hair with my towel letting it air dry as I decide whether or not to wear make up. Grabbing black eye liner and mascara as well as a dark purple lipstick I began to apply it to my face. Once I finished I did my hair in a half up do with a black bow to accessorize.

Satisfied with how I look I walked down the hallway to the kitchen.
Entering the kitchen I saw that my mom left oatmeal for me to eat. Don't get me wrong I like oatmeal, but eating it everyday makes it bland and not tasty, unless there are craisins.

Love that stuff. Deciding to grab an Apple and picked up my lunch for today I grabbed my jacket and backpack and headed to school.

I waved to my classmates and pack mates in their cars. Nobody knew why I enjoyed walking to school. I could easily get a ride if I wanted to, but I prefer walking. They question why, but I find it as a stress reliever.

As I arrived to school ten minutes early I went to my locker and grabbed my books for my first three classes and stuck them in my backpack.

Smiling at everyone around me saying hi to some friends I walked to my class. Whipping out my phone I stared at the screen with my dark brown eyes checking the whatsapp group chat with my relatives in a pack in another country. My mom came from a pack in Mexico, and my dad was a pack warrior from the US. That makes me bilingual, Latina, and short. I am literally five foot because my parents aren't that tall, but my brothers are because genetics is a bitch. They are like six foot two inches, and here I am barely five foot and our entire family makes fun of me for being so damn short. I resorted to violence to have people stop using me as an arm rest by biting their arms. Yes, I bite people, I lost my patience after hearing so many short jokes that I yelled at people so although some may take me seriously; some people like to test my boundaries, and they don't get my patience.

The bell rang as I just settled in my seat, so students began flooding into classrooms picking their seats as it was the beginning of the semester. I love fall for the rain, but hate it for the seasonal allergies. But how can a wolf get allergies?! It's freaking Eugene, Oregon every body develops seasonal allergies at some point in their lives. It's inevitable, trust me the pollen here is so bad that we had to send weather info through Facebook to tell people that pollen has contaminated the air by 60% making it difficult to breathe if one has allergies or hay fever. It sucked balls. This happened in the beginning of summer too.

Do you smell that Jesse? My wolf Jennifer asked me. I breathed deeply to see what scent she was talking about.

Yes. Is it what I think it is? I asked her getting excited.

Yes. We found him. She told me. Smiling my mood reached an all time high. I found him. I breathed deeply once more grasping his scent.

He smells so good doesn't he? Jen asked me

Hello yeah he does. I told her as he came into my classroom! We have the same class! He's the new kid seeing he is in front of the class.

"Students, this is your new classmate Reed Lash," Mr. Hooker told us, "Mr. Lash, you may take your seat."
Reed looks for an open desk in the class. There are several two in the front, three in the middle section, and four in the back row. I'm the only one in the back row by the wall. Yes, I am one of those people who distance themselves from people. Reed sat in front of me smiling at me making me smile at him back. Until the end of the lesson I took notes on what was being shown on the board as it is a math class. Pre calculus freaking sucked so early in the morning.

The rest of the day I spent as per usual; I was with my closest friends Nicole, and Amy. They too are wolves. Reed reeks of the forest, so I am assuming he is the reason why we have a pack meeting at five today.

After school I said my goodbyes to Amy and Nic telling them that I would see them at the pack meeting. I began walking, but someone grabbed my arm sparks igniting as the person dragged me behind one out of many trees.

"I know that you know Jesse." Reed says.

"About the mate thing?" I ask him looking at his deep blue eyes. He nods.

"What about it?" I ask him seeing he stayed silent.

"I can't accept you seeing that my parents set me up with another shewolf before they passed." He told me looking at the ground.

"W-what?"

"I want to respect their wishes. I know it will be hard, but I want to at least try being with her before I devote myself to you. Please respect that. If you hate me after this I understand, but please try to see where I am coming from." Reed says pleadingly into my eyes. Pools of tears began to form as I nod accepting his rejection.

"I Jesse Andrews accept your rejection Reed Lash as my mate and as female third in command." I say with a tear streaming down my face looking down to the ground.

He grabs my chin lifts it so I look into his dark blue eyes filled with pain and respect, "I'm sorry." He says then kisses my cheek before walking away.

I now know why I had that feeling of dread in the morning. My soul knew I was going to be rejected. I walked my way home crying while listening to music.

I'm sorry.