A Second Glance

Being mates to an alpha should be an honor. Then why does this feel so much more like a curse.

"Disgrace!"

"An excuse of an alpha's mate!"

"Foolish brute!"

Those were very few of things said about me as they passed me, collared to the side of the pack house.

It was an omen that if a mate is being indulged upon by another, it is allowed that the mate to be to take whatever actions that seem a necessity.

So why when her mate's ex- girlfriend poured wine all over her and claimed Xander as hers at a Luna ceremony? Why was she punished for defending her mate?

Much less, punished by his own hands. Pain flourish in my chest as he hugged the whore of a bitch. He still desire her and as painful as it is, she just can't do anything about it, except die and move on to her next mate.

No matter how much he begs, after he realised his foolish mistake I still will not spear him A Second Glance.

"Few more days!"
I reminded my self, silently falling into the darkest I am used to for seven months now.