Darren's POV
As I rejected my mate, my wolf, Derrick, howled in pain. I saw the hurt in Yvette's eyes, but I did not care. I was shocked when she accepted my rejection, but, who cares? She's a little freak that killed her parents. My wolf said, "You will regret this." I snorted. Is Derrick stupid? I will NOT regret it. Not now, not ever. My wolf was blaming me as I started making out with Stacy. I saw her run off from the corner of my eye. I smirked. Once she was gone, I pulled away from Stacy. I didn't really care about her.
I walked off as she whined, asking me if we wanted to skip school and go home, to do 'stuff'. I ignored her. Damn. She is so whiny. Annoying little pest. Why do I even bother with her.
I was planning to skip school and go home though. Eh. I will just stay here. Who cares. If I go home, I will see Yvette, and she will probably bother me.
