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"Your so stupid! Wtf is wrong with you chica? Can't control you hormones?"
This is the third time I've heard that sentence. Except with different words in a diferent way. For instance, as soon as I walked in the room my dad sensed my scent and said " I'm so disapointed in you Shay, You know better than to do what you did. I would think you know how to control your emotions"
Basically the same thing.
Yes I know that Grant hurt me, but he's my mate. The fact alone that we're half mated and we're able to stay apart so long means that I'm doing an awesome job staying away from him.
I know what you all wanna know. Are Grant and I a couple? Did he finally accept me as his mate? Well to answer all of those questions, (even though it's none of your business), Grant kicked me out as soon as he got what he wanted. He really underestimated my newfound confidence.
What he doesn't know is that I don't really give a flying boner about what he thinks he can do to me. I walked out of that house with my head held high and my underwear hanging on the door knob of his house. That will give his parents something to think about.
"Maya, Grant is my mate, I have every right to do what I want with him."
She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes with that attitide we all know and love, "Sweetie, we sent you over there on a mission. Tu no puedes creer que el se vas a quedar enamorao con tigo si tu siges satisfando su cojenes"
Translation ( You cant think he'll fall in love with you if you keep satyfying his dick)
"Calm down Maya, everything is going to turn out fine. Actually I wanted to tell you something but you can't tell the other girls"
She came next to me on my bed, and looked at me concerned. I can't believe I was missing out on what true friendship feels like. Every day I'm greatful because of what these girls have done. I literally feel the change. The confidence, happiness, and aggressiveness that these girls have brought out of me.
" I'm thinking of becoming a rogue."
"What?!?!" A chorus of voices sang outside of my door.
Sigh.. my friends. My nosey, eavesdroping friends.
One by one they filed in my room, with there arms crossed. All of them looked pissed, except for Q, she looked hurt amd insulted.
"Shayla, do you know all the bullshit we go through everday just cause we're rogues? The shit our families go through? Are you serious?" Chardonnay spoke out.
"We're looked down upon an disrespected everyday, you have the protection of your pack. Sometimes we don't even have our families." said Anne with tears in her eyes.
"Ya'll cool out. This is exactly why she didn't wanna tell you all." Maya said.
I didn't really pay any mind to what they were saying to me. I was still staring at Q. Waiting for her to say something.
"It doesn't make any sense to be tied down to a pack. I don't get any protection whether I'm in one or not. I'm eighteen so I don't need any permission from my dad. This is all up to me. I just wanted the opinion of my girls before I do anything drastic."
"Shayla," Q finally spoke, " I think its sad you gonna leave your pack, but if you have to, leave an impression."
Everyone looked at her with confused faces. "What are you talking about?"
She laughed. It was cruel and harsh "Your the mate of not only the soon to be alpha. But the mate the the soon to be alpha of one of the highest packs in the state. Hell maybe even the country. Aren't you gonna atleast do somethig with that? If you leave, Grant will forget you completely. He'll find somebody else and life will go on. I have no problem with you going rogue. But do something before you leave.
... well thats something to think about
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I'll give u guys a week or two to chew on this. Im spoiling you too much ..lets keep you in suspense
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Okay So...Did You Have to Reject Me Infront of Everyone?
WerewolfIf it's one thing I've learned from my mate, its that men are dogs. And if being a werewolf justifies that, then I'll rephrase Men are bastards