Rejection(Vampire×werewolf) (On Hold)

Prologue

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"Ms Elisa, I better say- just leave!" I shivered as I heard the rage emanating from his voice; however his voice was much calmer and composed and muscles flexed. Why don't he understand, I can't live without him.

"Josh..." I can't help but whimper, my mate was turning his back to me. I've to do something. "Josh, please." My fingers felt the flexed muscle, he has a strong body. But my heart broke as he shrugged me away. I love him. He is my mate. How could he think I'm going to leave when he is the only one I desire.

"Please love..." I pleaded as I hugged his waist from back, the stiffening of muscle beneath my hand couldn't help but pinch my heart more.

"Please, I'll die without you." May be this could break his resolve.

"Then die!" He said pushing me away like dirt," or better I say, I must kill you. Because you. also. know. That I hate mutts and I loathe you."

The disgust in his eyes did nothing but make my wolf break. She could never bear hate in mate's eyes. Why me? Of all why me? Why my mate is so stubborn?

"If you won't leave right now, I will drink you till the last drop."

Then why are you not doing?

Why your eyes contradicting your words?

And I felt a sharp pain on my neck. It wasn't him or any other vampire, it was me. Without me evaluating pros and cons of my action, I scratched my neck spilling blood out of it.

"Drink!" I sounded harsh. His continuous denials have at last messed with my sweet self. "Drink!" I shouted as the pain and hurt mixed with rage.

I didn't stopped scratching myself. I wanted to see some pain in his eyes. I wanted some hope to fight for my love. I wanted a reason.

My eyes were fixed on his face. He was shocked and then shock flickered into something which I couldn't read. In blink his eyes turned red removing every other emotions and there was only lust; blood lust. I'm not afraid of death as long as it's in my mate's hand. While i wanted his touch. Only one touch. It's better If he touched me once, and even my wolf was happy in aspect of her mate's first touch, but somewhere I was scared. Scared to face the rejection.

"Why don't you drink and erase this mutts existence!"

His reaction, I needed his reaction. I don't want him to stand like statue, I want his reaction. And I'm all but enraged.

Nothing is as much as important as his love. I love him and he has to accept me. May be this would do help. Taking the silver knife from my waist band, I put it on my neck and pulled it sharply so that it cut me. I was so mad in hurt that I didn't cared that it may take my life..

"Ele!" He shouted and yanked that knife away from me. I felt a burning sensation on my cheek accompanied with a loud noise.

"Are you mad?" He shouted shaking my rigid form. He slapped me! Oh my god. He do feel something for me.

"No I don't. "
"Uhm...."

"I don't feel anything for you. I just hate you and that fucking father's of yours. "

"You really don't." My eyes held his red one, I wasn't scared of him. No, I was just scared of his reaction. From my image I can see hatred flowing from his eyes. The rigid clenched jaw only broke my heart more. He don't!

He has rejected me!

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