Shattered

01

  "You can only let someone throw so many stones at you before you pick them all up, put them together, and build a wall to keep them from doing it again." 

by Chellise Work.

I always heard the stories.

It was something that was always in the back of my mind. That tiny ounce of fear always whispering, "What if he does reject you?" Always finding a reason as to why my mate would reject me but I would never listen. I always reassured myself that my mate wouldn't reject me and for a time, I believed it. There was no way my mate would reject me.

My best friends' would always assure me that my mate wouldn't reject me.

My parents voiced the same.

My older brothers' voiced that if he did, they would rip him to shreds.

Funny how the world works, isn't?

He didn't even think about it and honestly, I think he knew a lot longer then I did. He had shifted before me. "I, Alex Greene, reject my gift from the Moon Goddess. I, Alex, reject the bond. And I, Alex, reject my true mate, Skye Bellemore." His words were spoken as if rehearse many times in front of his mirror; words that had no effect on him but I knew better. The wolf rejecting always had the worst pain—one of many punishments that Moon Goddess lashed out to those who rejected her gifts.

I could see the small tremors in his body—barely visible but I could see them. The pain that clawed at my heart and body almost made me want to drop the floor. My body quaked and the bond between us was snapped—the golden steam of light emitting between our bodies falling helplessly to the ground.

I braced my body as the impact hit me. I felt my heart hammering in my chest but I wasn't going to show weakness not in front of this bastard.

This person that I trusted—my mate—had been my best friend.

Ever since first grade, we had been joined at the hip until we gathered a third member. That person was currently wrapped around my mate like the fucking snake she was. Helen Lakewood. I saw in her in a whole different light. She gave me the sneer as if I was the scum at the bottom of her shoe—as if Alex had been her true mate and not mine.

My wolf snarled—a sound so powerful it resonated out my mouth.

My wolf was hurting but she would put that stupid bitch in her place if provoked. My hands itched for blood—my claws desperate for flesh. My teeth wanting to rip her flesh and taste her blood.

Alex stood in front of her protectively and inside, my wolf snarled—she was furious. She was hurt but she was furious that this mutt had the nerve to reject us for this slut. I wanted to cry, I wanted to kill, but mostly I wanted to beg this asshole to at least give me a damn chance.

Our friends stood in the background with mouths' hanging open—shocked at what they were witnessing. A pack teacher looked in complete disbelief before marching towards us.

"You have nerve." My voice shook with hurt and anger.

Alex looked at me with indifference, "I know what I want and it isn't you." Years of friendship thrown away so carelessly. He looked at me with malice as if I had never been his best friend—as if I was nothing.

So, this is what it felt like? No, I knew the true pain would be later. When I was alone in my room, in the night when I knew this asshole would fuck Helen just to prove that he didn't want or need his true mate.