"Alex I love you... why can't you accept me? Accept me as your mate? Why?" my sudden vulnerability turns to anger and disgust. "Oh, I remember... my best friend... Do you know what? I don't care anymore. I might be the weakest in the pack, I may be taunted by them all, my parents, my sisters and my brother... but I will no longer live like this."
There. I said it. No remorse. No pain.
Rejection is hard. The one your destined for? I don't know who fed us she-wolves with this shit but i can tell myself for sure that the term "mates" doesn't exist. The sentece "love at first sight" does not exist.
My mate is an alpha. I thought I loved him. Heck no. I DID LOVE HIM... but he rejected me in the most subtle way possible. He told me to "wait". Despite the fact that both my parents don't care for me I still remember when they used to talk about how they met. How they fell in love. How they stared at each other's eyes and forgot about everything else but themselves.
But my mate? This alpha mate of mines? All he does is look at me with seductive eyes and tells me he'll be with me but then continuously he ditches me for my best friend... my perfect best friend...
It isn't fair. Life isn't fair. Most she-wolves believe that they will find their mates; their other halves and everything is going to be okay. Tip top. Romantic and just plain beautiful. But the harsh reality? If you're not pretty enough. If you're not strong enough, then those devilishly handsome mates those useless girls have been hopelessly dreaming about, will just reject you.
Well in most cases...
I didn't want to believe either. Heck i didn't even beleive that the word "rejection" was in the dictionary of "mates" I didn't want to believe my aunt's rejection either but i guess I got the cold hard truth smacked in my face as solid evidence. You know how?
Because, I, Liana Drew, the weakest of the weak wolf from the 'great' warrior pack was rejected by the man who was sworn to love me to the depths of eternity rejected me.
I was rejected by my alpha mate... so what now? Its time.
Time for my great death... well... death-escape. Wouldn't it be amusing just to see his face again? Well it would be amusing because of the fact that I'm no longer the girl who can hide who I really am. I am the Charmed One and I am most certainly still alive.
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The Charmed One
Romance"Alex I love you... why can't you accept me? Accept me as your mate? Why?" my sudden vulnerability turns to anger and disgust. "Oh, I remember... my best friend... Do you know what? I don't care anymore. I might be the weakest in the pack, I may be...