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Prolouge

Ok, it's been 2 years since I was rejected.

I don't want to flash back to the most painful and horrible moment of my 18 years of living, so I'll just give you a basic rundown is the events.

It was a dark and stormy-

No, that's bullshit, I live in Vegas, it was hotter that Ryan Gosling shirtless and was the middle of the fucking day so I was at school. Or hell, which ever you prefer.

I was 16, a simple sophomore with wavy, unruly brown hair and standing at a short height of 5'2. I guess I wasn't fat, but I wasn't skinny either. So I was in the middle; just normal, and there's nothing bad with being average, so I wasn't arrogant but I still had a pinch of confidence.

So, fast forward to December 1st, two days after my sixteenth birthday, and that meant I was old enough to find my mate.

Just the to clarify, I was also in the middle about this to. I wasn't one of those 'I will go to the ends of the universe for my mate and kill every bitch he ever looked twice at' but I wast the 'I'll castrate my mate when I meet him' type either, I just go with the flow.

So, when I saw my mate walking dow the hallways towards me and meeting his gaze for the first time, my wolf was elated, while I was iffy because of the look on his face.

So, this dick pulls me into a closet, says that I will never be good enough for him or his pack, that his current girlfriend was more beautiful than I in about 1 minute and rejects me.

Needless to say, I wasn't feeling up to sticking around school and seeing him sucking faces with his girlfriend at lunch, so I left and went home.

And lied to my parents.

I told them I hated my school. I lied and said I was being bullied. They consoled me, thinking their baby was hurt. Which I was, but not in the way they thought.

The next day, I was on a flight to London. To boarding school.

And I couldn't have be happier.