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

"I, Mason Bradley Roth, reject you." I smile, laughing like an insane maniac instead of crying, taking a step towards him. "I Jessica Parker, accept your rejection, Mason Roth. You will regret that." Three words that changed my life. Jessica Parker was an abused member of her pack. No, she didn't kill anyone. Her parents died, and she is cared for by her distantly related cousin, Josie. Until she's rejected. Note: I wrote this when I was like 11.