“What could have possibly gone wrong? I followed the procedure for mate rejection. She accepted. She called my name but I didn’t feel a thing,” Zane mutters to himself, pacing back and forth in his office with his brow creased in a deep frown.
He leans against the wall as he thinks about the event that occurred a few moments ago.
“I, Astrid Luther, under the all seeing eye of the goddess, accept your rejection, Zane Luther, my fated mate and Alpha…”
He had waited for the sense of a severing, he waited for the pain mates were supposed to feel when they were rejected by their mates. Zane had prepared himself that the pain would be the only one he would ever feel for Astrid in his life.
But none had come, it was like she hadn't spoken at all.
He shifts from the wall and his heart sinks
