USED TO BE The Second Chance Mate I looked into his cold dead eyes, his gaze unwavering as he studied me. He set down the whore on his left arm, and curled his lip back.
"You're disgusting, you fat pig." His eyes turned black, but not in lust. It was anger.
Anger coated his fluent moves, as he stepped forward. His hand raised, ready to strike. It froze at its peak, and began to shake.
"I cannot do this anymore." He growled, "I, Michael Loupe, reject you Bella Malone."
My throat bubbles, as a mixture of emotions settled. I refused to see which was which, but I reacted in my most strong way.
"I reject you-" he covered my mouth.
His eyes cold, as he once again spoke, "I rejected you. I do not want you to reject me." He snarled, "I want you to feel the pain. Feel the pain I felt when you had sex with that man." He growled.
But, the thing is... I never had sex with that man. I was raped.
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Bella Malone had a horrible childhood. She was beaten and raped by her step father.
She wasn't even a full wolf, she was only a half wolf.
Her mother was a full wolf, and her mothers true mate died before she even met him. Stuck in a fit of depression, Bella's mom married a drunken slob, and allowed him to beat her. She felt as if she deserved it, but she really didn't.
When Bella meets her mate the next to be Alpha of the Daylight pack, he accepts her. They go on happily for a month, then Bella's step-father rapes her.
Not listening to her, Michael rejects her leaving her heart broken and alone.
When she runs off to another pack, she meets her second chance mate.
And what happens?
just like the first, rejection happens.
Could the rejection have been the worst best thing to happen in her life?
After a spiral of emotions to happen, will she ever reach happiness?
read to find out.
Then it hit me. The scent of my mate. The one I'd love and spend the rest of my days with.
"Mine," he growled. I was forced up against the wall as he began to kiss me roughly. I managed to take a peek at my mate. The school's very own player. Otherwise known as the guy who infuriates me to the depths of hell.
I shoved him off me and made him look me in the eye, "I don't care if you're going to be Alpha. You will always be the jerk I hate and the player I despise. I will not be looked upon as another of your minions. Yeah, I just rejected you." I snarled.
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Shayla Hale is just another 15 year old werewolf, eagerly waiting for her 16th birthday so she can find her mate. She wasn't popular, and she wasn't a loner. Following her around, was the school's player, with a hobby of annoying her. She hated him for taking so much interest in her, since she knew all he was is a disappointment.
Chase Anderson is the school's player, and the guy every girl swoons for. He's always found Shayla interesting, since she wasn't like the others. Witty comebacks, never sparing him a second glance. Being the hard to resist, soon to be Alpha of his Dark Wolfe pack, he needs to find his Luna. What he wasn't prepared for was his very own mate rejecting him.
Will Shayla stay true to her word? Will Chase prove his mate wrong? What happens when Chase goes back to his player ways? How about when Shayla's childhood lover returns?
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I wrote this when I was 12/13 and it was the first romance/teen-fic/werewolf story I ever wrote at the time. Please go easy on my 12/13 year old self 😬