His eyes were the darkest blue, his hair a messy black halo, his jaw defined his cheek bones high he is the most beautiful male that I've ever seen and he's my mate and he's mine...but is he? Can I stake a claim on someone who refuses to even notice my existance, and acts like I'm a living curse designed to make him suffer just by looking at me. What would you do if you are mated to the coldest alpha there is? I know from the look of those cold beautiful eyes... He doesn't want me

My heart rate quickly picked up as Noel slowly walked toward me. His muscles flexing as he moved. I felt my start heart beating loud in my ears, like it may just pop right out of my chest. He stopped and stood in front of the table and looked around the cafeteria, signalling for attention, I could feel everyone's eyes on us. "I Noel Chandler of the Blood Moon pack, reject Serena Cole as my mate," he announced to the cafeteria. I heard gasps and people instantly started to whisper around me. At that moment I felt my heartbreak, the wind was knocked out of me and I couldn't breathe, I bit my lip, hard, to keep tears from pouring out. I couldn't let him have the benefit of seeing me cry in front of everyone, I was embarrassed enough. "B-But, I'm you mate," I said quietly so only he could hear. He laughed slightly. "Babe, your my unwanted mate," he said.