The Rejected

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The sharp blade against my skin was enough to stop me from doing any more struggling. All the stranger would have to do is move their arm to one side and then boom i was gone. Dead. Bye bye. Extinct.

"Stop hanging out with alpha Damon or i will slit your throat with no issues. You hear me?" That voice. It sounded a little unfamiliar. Like i heard it before but maybe only heard one word from them. They had a bit of a british accent and it was feminine. "You hear me!?"

The voice grew with anger as the knife was pulled harder again my throat. "Yes!" I could feel a tear slip from my eye as the knife was removed and the body behind me walked away.

Bringing my hand to my throat i inhaled as much as i possibly could while checking to make sire my neck wasn't bleeding. Looking behind me i only saw long blonde hair walk away and turn a corner faster before i could see anything else.

Damon emerged from one of the corners and looked at me confused. As he walked up to me he looked at my neck and examed closely. "Is that a small cut?" He asked and i looked down and away from him as my hand went to my throat. "What happened?" Damon growled as he looked at me.

I turned my head at him confused. Was he really growling at the fact that i was hurt? Werewolves don't normally get this mad when their friends get hurt. "I'm not sure.." i mumbled after noticing i had taken a while to reply. "I was starting to cook breakfast for us when someone grabbed a knife and put it to my throat.."

Damon's eyes started to turn red as he was listening to me and his hands balled into fists. "Who was it." I shrugged and looked down playing with my black hair as i chewed on my lip.

"All i know is i saw long blonde hair walk out the doors. I never saw their face.." I mumbled and Damon sighed as he looked at me and raised my chin a bit to look at him.

"Did they say anything?" I felt my face tingle a bit at how gentle he was with me even thiugh he was pissed. And how close we were.

"Just to stop hanging out with you.." i whispered then hated myself for letting that slip out. I didn't want him to kill any of his pack members for me.

"Did they have a bit of a accent?" I nodded and Damon Groaned. "Fucking Rose.." he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair before he looked at me. "Ignore her. I'll talk to her. Try to avoid her. She has blue eyes, fair skin, and shes 5'5" i nodded and looked away from him and at my ingredients.

"I hope you like French toast." I smiled at him and he chuckled.

"One of my favorite breakfasts." He walked over to the ingredients and started preparing but looked like he had no clue of what he was doing.

"You need help?" I giggled a bit and he looked at me then smiled before backing away.

"Ya i never cooked anything besides boiling water and microwaving left overs." I rolled my eyes at him and started walking him through what he needed to do.

It was fun cooking with him. We joked around and stuff and if i am being honest he's quite cute when hes in a good mood. Oh fuck am i crushing on the alpha of the strongest pack here? No Sage no!