Rejection, Anger, Sadness, Passion (manxboy, mates, mpreg)

Chapter four

(LOL, I'm trash....)

Jacques

I stop a moment to talk to Andrew. He was worried and I felt bad, He's my buddy. I can trust him with knowing "Andrew, I think my mate is here." I said with a smile. His eyes widen and he pats my shoulder. "I'm happy for you dude! So who's the lucky girl that gets a bitch like you as there mate" he says with amusement in his tone of voice. I roll my eyes and playfully push him "Not sure yet. But I'm going to find her-"

Then, the sweet sent hit me again. It was my mate, I immediately stopped. Feeling a spark on my back, I smile wide, my wolf howling. I whip my head around and make eye contact with my mate. Time stops, but as I realize. I start to frown. My eyes wide. She was- a He. My mate was male. No, this isn't right. My mate is supposed to be female! I'm not a fag!

The boy smiles and starts stepping towards me, and child on his hip holding her up by her back with his right hand. I cringe in disgust. He seems to notice once his smiles fades. I take a step back "No!" I yell, he flinches. "You are NOT supposed to be a fucking guy! I'm not gay!" I shout, seeming to draw attention to us. People began surround us. And that statement seemed to hurt him. Tears started to pickle the sides of his amber yellow eyes. Just then Trent came over to me, then looked at the boy who was supposedly my mate. The boy became frightened, seeming to cling tighter to the little girl in his arms. Trent grew angry "Give her to me. And leave back to the pack house. You have bothered this man, and put shame on our pack." He said seriously, I looked back at the boy. He looked more fearful. "N-no" he replied. And I couldn't help but bite my bottom lip. Damn, he has a rasp in his voice. That cuuuuu- WAIT. No! I am NOT gay! I shake my head and snap out of it as I hear Trent growl. "Give me the brat or else" he said threateningly. I suddenly had an urge to protect my mate. To yell at Trent. But I am held back by my pride. I clear my throat "Trent. I am leaving." I state, then looked back at the shaking boy. I decide to do something to make me forget this fag. "And I'm going to bring two of your finest female omegas. I want to have some fun after this." I state with a devilish smirk.

Angel

My heart drops. For so long I've waited for a mate. To keep me safe, and loved. Now I've found him. But he is a bastard. I fall to my knees. Samantha tugs my sweater "Mama... don't cry,please" She pleads. But I can't help it. Your mate is supposed to be the one who loves you more than anyone on the planet earth. Your soulmate. But now I hear my mate. I have not even spoke to. And he requests to have women. From my pack. My heart aches and I can't help but cry. And cry. And cry. The woman who was helping me with the children came to help me, she helped me up and helped me to the room with the children, I hear laughs from the people around us. Giggles from girls, and men laughing, making taunting statements.

He has never felt more hurt or humiliated in his life.the kids had made him feel a little better tho. Once they saw he was crying, some kids started drawing him pictures and some gave him little hearts made of play dough. And Sammy just sat next to him, and sung him twinkle twinkle little star. He soon fell asleep. Tho the aching his his heart never faded, it just got worse with every second he knew that his mate rejected him.

(I promise next chapter will be much longer! Hope you enjoyed, or felt pain. Ether one is good :D)