Rejected AND Pregnant

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I was sitting in the bed of the truck with Val. She was worried her hair was going to be ruined but she didn't want me sitting in the back alone. So here we are.

"This ain't so bad. I thought it'd be worse. How's my hair?" She asked. I looked at her. Her hair is still on fleek. "Perfect" I replied shortly. She smiled happily and began gazing back out over the woods.

"I still don't understand why we didn't shift and run here. We would have been here a long time ago" I said. "Because, rogues and you'd me drenched in blood by the end. Also, if i shifted is look terrible. You wouldn't really care" she said ignoring Vexters growl when she said she'd look terrible. I heard my brothers laugh.

Soon we were parked in front of a pack house. The smell of sweat, alcohol, and urine all hit my senses. Val, Vex, and Alex all gagged. After a moment they adjusted and looked at me like I was crazy.

"You three are over dramatic. I've smelled way worse then that." I said. "What. Blood. I know. Every-time you come home drenched in blood I cringe" Alex said. "Blood is my favorite smell. Just...I've smelled worse from my missions." I said not going into detail. He chuckled and nodded. I rolled my eyes allowing a small smile form.

As we walked in, I smelt the faint smell of Vanilla and Mango. My wolf then whispered something I thought I'd never hear.

Mate

What do you mean Al.

Our mate. He's here. Our mate is here.

I blocked her. She kept repeating that over and over. I went to the bar while my brother and two friends got lost in the crowd. I already drank a few beers when I felt a little tipsy 🥴. By a few I mean like 8. Then I had a few shots of whiskey, like 6, then 4 shots of vodka.

Then the smell of Vanilla and Mango was stronger than ever. I turned around and locked eyes with green ones.

"Mate" I whispered inaudible. "Mate" he growled. My mate is Dylan Black.