He stood there looking like a god. I should know, I've spent most of my life with them. The only thing crippling his perfection was the slut wrapped around his big, tan, muscular body.
I took a deep breath, his scent was intoxicating. He's a werewolf, an alpha at that. His piercing dark brown eyes starring into my blue-green ones. They first filled with adoration, lust and longing.
Then recognition. Disgust and hate too, yet there was always longing. The longing that only comes from a true mate, the longing caused by the most primitive part of a werewolf, their wold. I knew my mate would reject me, even before I found him.
I knew it would be just my luck that if I did find the man who is supposed to love me for the rest of my life I would have my heart ripped out and stomped on. Before he could put it in human friendly terms I spoke up," You're going to reject me, aren't you?"
He looks shocked when my words finally register but rebounds with a vicious smirk. "So, you know what I am? That makes things easier, for me." He sneers. "Yes, I, Jake Smitt, reject you, human, as my Luna and mate."
My composure did not falter at his heartbreaking words and that would seem strange to most, however, I was taught at an early age to hide my feelings, no matter how strong or painful, when facing an enemy. And this 'Jake Smitt' just became our enemy. My wolf whimpers in pain at the thought.
On the outside I was calm and collected while my thoughts and emotions were in constant turmoil. He was probably more shocked by my words than my blank face when I replied confidently," I accept your rejection!"
Smiling, I turn around, ready to continue to my last class. Before I got out of human earshot he replies, "Good, I don't know how I'd be a strong leader with a human at my side!" he practically spits the word human and smirks thinking he's won. I turn back with an easy smile, though my vampire side is struggling to get out at the disrespect this wolf is showing us.
Oh boy.
"Are you willing to risk everything?" He asked, leaning his face in closer until our foreheads touched and our lips were barely an inch apart. His blue eyes were so deep and dark today, but not in the menacing way, more so in a lustful longing. My heart was speeding so erratically in my chest that I was afraid that it might just pop right out.
Say yes! My wolf cheered. She was waiting for this ever since we first found his smell. That alluring smell of security. Well my thoughts were really getting muddled.
"I have nothing to lose," I stated bluntly while trying to distract my heart. And then abruptly he backed away, taking my breath away with him. I wasn't sure what to make of the situation. We both stood there standing speechless for a moment. I couldn't help but to feel a disgusted that he would act like he wanted me and then pull away so harshly.
"You selfish son of a cunt,"
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In her run for freedom and to find out who she is, Cora ends up entangled in the arms of Raphael, the relentless beast. Heir to the Black Blood throne, he has no intentions of letting Cora slip through the cracks so soon especially since she's a puzzle to crack. Bit by bit, Cora's identity comes together to form a scary truth; she's just another pawn in the ultimate game of Fate. What would you do if your entire life was a lie? Would you run from it or venture towards the truth?