White Wolf Troubles

"Mine." He turned around growling low. His eyes change immediately after seeing me. The blonde next to him glared down at me. "THAT'S YOUR MATE!!" My wolf was practically throwing a party in my head. I looked up at him raising an eyebrow. My mate was Daemon Wilton, the alpha of the second strongest pack, Blood Moon. Also known as the popular jock that girls throw themselves back at. He looked amazing. His hazel eyes were perfect with his warm brown hair. He just looked perfect! "Mine." I whispered back stepping closer. "No...no...no way! You're my mate?! Is this a joke? How are you qualified as a Luna?" He laughed at my face. That really hurt me, more than Emma's death hugs and that's really saying something. I walked up to Daemon until our faces were inches apart. Even if it hurt when he said that, there is no way in hell that I will just take it in and cry. "Who said I wanted to be your mate?" I narrowed my eyes at him. Pain and surprise flashed across his eyes for a moment and was immediately replaced by a cocky smirk. "Who wouldn't want to be?" He replied. Okay, apparently I have a mate with a big ego. "I don't." I smirked right back at him. Two can play at this game buddy. "Fine!" He humphed moving closer making our noses touch. Just one more centimeter and our lips would connect. "Fine." As I said that, our lips slightly touched and he started kissing me, but I pulled away quickly. Anger flashed in his eyes. "Well aren't you going to reject me? You know, cuz I'm a joke?" I rolled my eyes sarcastically but I actually wanted him to say no. My heart was breaking. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? HE'S YOUR MATE!! AND YOU WANT HIM TO REJECT YOU!?" My wolf mentally slapped me. "OUR "MATE" JUST CALLED ME A JOKE! SO SHUT UP!" I shut her off and looked at Daemon half challenging and half pleading. "Hell yea I will! Who would want a mate like you? I, Daemon Wilton, reject you, my mate, Ella Knight."