A Different Kind Of Rejection

A Different Kind Of Rejection

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Everywhere Iook I see soul mates finding each other. The only thing I hear in school is about how much mates love each other and how perfect their relationship is. Now you're probably thinking that I'm some quiet, shy nerd. Ha, no. Try the pack slut. Well that's what everyone calls me. Every girl in school knows I've slept with their mates along with the majority of guys that attend Downton High School.Most people know me as a troublemaker trying to ruin their happiness. And the reason why? I'm lonely. Sure, I could have any guy I want to have sex with me but the next day they're crawling back to their mates begging for forgiveness. Everyone thinks I'm coldhearted and selfish but they have never gotten to know me. Guys know they can come to me for a quickie but everytime they leave, my heart breaks in two. Is it reallys so bad if I want a little bit of happiness ,too? I just want someone to love me for me. As chiche as that sounds. Even my mate doesn't want me. I'm all alone.
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_A broken wolf_ I have longed for a mate and yearned for love. Maybe my parents loved me, but I have no memory of either of them. My aunt never cared about me and I don't know why she even bothered raising me in the first place. I have faced terrible beatings and abuse by my aunt. My memories were taken away whenever I witnessed something I shouldn't. I was broken. I didn't think I could be broken down more. Until I was mated to the future Alpha of the Shadow Pack. The Pack's playboy with a new girl in his bed almost every week. I thought he'd change and see me for who I am and not just someone he's forced to be with. But he didn't so I ran away, leaving the werewolf world behind and entering a new one. _The Alpha_ Growing up, I thought I had everything, but there was always something missing. The day she left ruined me inside. I searched for her endlessly, until I found her five years later. She was broken, something I realized was mine to fix, including the damage I caused as well. But things happened at the wrong time. I declared war with the other purebloods who wanted hybrids dead. A war she wanted nothing to do with. She never wanted this life and yet I forced her back into it. I killed the Dark Alpha, slowly trying to tear his empire apart throughout my miserable years. After everything, I just wanted her to be mine again and I prayed that's what I get once everything was over.

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