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My eyes met his, and the entire world stopped. It was like it was just the two of us, and no one else.
Or at least that is what it was supposed to be like.
If looks could kill, I would have been murdered, brought back to life and then killed again. The look of disgust in his eyes plunged a dagger through my heart. His face read pure and utter disbelief, and disappointment.
"Ash-"I begin, but was immediately interrupted by a booming laugh. Ash, aka my mate was doubling over in laughter. The pain I had begun to feel in my chest subsided, and was replace with confusion.
"It's Alpha, to you." He said in between laughs. Finally, he composed himself, wiping the fake tears from his face. Quite an audience had come into the kitchen, no doubt from the commotion. "You didn't actually think that this was going to work out? Did you?" He said crossing his arms, as one of the pack sluts came up to him, taking his side. "I need a warrior, a woman who carries herself as a queen by my side. Not some book worm, low grade nerd." He continued. Each word he muttered was like a punch in the stomach. Then came the words I thought I would never hear. "I, Ashton Darkmer, reject you Seraphina Zhraa as my mate."