My Alpha

Love is war. It's a chance for something beautiful, like the full moon on a clear night, or a new wolf pup playing in the snow for the first time. It is sacred, but it hurts like a bitch. Especially when your mate has suddenly decided that she doesn't want you. That feels like someone stuck a hot poker in your chest with no intentions to remove it. She was tracing the lines of my face again. The light butterfly touch she possesed was enough to send my wolf into a frenzy. He wanted to claim her, to make her his, but I held him back. I knew that it wasn't an option anymore. Alli-Grey had told me straight out that she didn't want me. She was rejecting me soon, possibly today, maybe on Wednsday or whenever she felt like it. I just hoped she would change her mind, that's the only thing I could do now. Pray.