The Chance of a Lifetime

Rejected

First werewolf story that I've published in Dreame! I hope you guys will support me on this~ I want this to work so badly :"> x Please VOTE, COMMENT, FOLLOW, and SPREAD :)

Copyright © 2013 EliManson

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Chapter I - Rejected

School Campus

08:29

This is the day… the day where I will find eternal happiness beside the person I am meant to love. I smile thinking of my mate; but I still wonder if he’s even near me… but I just know it. I can already feel the pull. I walk towards my locker happily, while also saying thank you to those who greeted a happy birthday. I giggled at myself. I’m already eighteen, and I can find my mate at last. Actually girls are always late detecting their mates, but the boys can detect their mates at sixteen.

So maybe there is a slight possibility that my mate isn’t even here. I groan in distraught. It’s not fair though… all of my friends have their mates, but I’m not even sure if mine is even in the school… but why do I feel this freaking pull? I’d be damned if I was mated with a sixth grader. Ugh, I’m not even going to think about that.

Our school is pretty big that all grades for education are here, except for college. We have the primary, the middle school, and then the high school. And I’ve seen some of my guy friends who turned sixteen two years ago, having mates that were still in sixth and seventh grade, which was weird since we were in tenth grade that time. They told me they felt like pedophiles, but they couldn’t stop the feeling where they wanted them; but of course they have to wait until the girl is eighteen… because that’s where the intensity of the pull kicks in. It’s like, a really huge magnet. After the girl is sixteen, you can have the choice whether to mark her or wait until she’s eighteen so she could feel the pull’s intenseness. Most of them waited until they were eighteen when they fully mated, and that’s actually the right thing to do; but some just wants to break the rules.

And now here I am… walking towards English class, the pull growing stronger and stronger. I’m pretty much controlling my wolf from coming out. I can tell my mate sounds so delicious. I can smell the forest and the smell of the sea on his scent. It’s refreshing… a very refreshing scent; but then I realize something… the scent seems familiar. I can tell if I’ve smelled it before, but when girls turn eighteen there is a mixture of the scent, so it’s really hard to tell anymore.

I grow furious. If he’s in my English class he must’ve known ever since! I felt my heart beating against my chest.

Scarlet, I feel bad about this. The wolf inside me twitches as I growl softly under my breath. I’m already feeling bad all of a sudden.

Don’t… don’t say it Raven. I don’t want to believe it. I cry internally as I rush towards English. It’s pretty weird isn’t it? The human is actually the one who’s supposed to be weak and submissive, but in terms of mine… I am dominant towards my wolf. I’m a risk-taker, but my wolf’s soft-spoken, and knows what’s wrong from right; while I act rash.

Go back, Scarlet! I don’t want us to hurt! Please, go back! She begs, whimpering.

No, Raven… I’m not going to let him do what he wants to do. He can’t do this to us… he’s going to hurt too. I can already feel the pull intensifying as I enter English; and before Raven could speak, she howls inside me in pain. She already knows what his wolf is thinking.

The worst part of it all is that I directly know who my mate is; and Raven was right… I was only going to get hurt; but I can’t back out without a fight. I just can’t!

His olive green eyes gazes upon my grey eyes in fear, and in determination to hurt me. He is standing in his six feet-three frame, looking all mighty and handsome. I feel my heart sink all of a sudden. We are both alone in the room, because it’s too early for English… and I was just excited as f**k… until now.

He runs his fingers down his perfectly coiffed dirty blonde hair, and then looks at me sighing.

“Why?” The only word that I could manage to say. Why.

Turn back now, Scarlet! She pleads, but I ignore her, continuing to gaze on his eyes. Ever since I was a child, I always daydreamed about having him as my mate… and now it’s just in front of me… but the only problem is- that he practically doesn’t want me at all- and it hurt like a b***h.

“Lock the door,” he orders, and I do what he says. I walk towards him after that, but stopped in a good distance between us.

“Why?” I ask again; my heart feeling a pang now and then.

“I, Raphael Wolfric, the future leader of the Winter Snow Pack, reject Scarlet Farkas as my-” He suddenly said those foreign words that made my head spin.

“No! Ralph, why are you doing this?” I scream in frustration. Why is he rejecting me?

Because he doesn’t want us, Scarlet.

He’s supposed to want us! We’re his mate!

We can’t do anything about it…

Aren’t you supposed to be the one who’s fighting this? Aren’t you supposed to be the one who would hurt more?

I am hurting, Scarlet… but it’s what Grayson wants. Grayson is the name of Ralph’s wolf… and I can’t believe I was about to face rejection from my best friend… from my future alpha… from my English teacher.

“I can’t be with you, Scarlet.” He places his hand on the table as he sigh deeply.

“Tell me why, Raphael,” I growl, tears already streaming down my cheeks.

“Because I’m your tea-”

I cut him off. “Oh, don’t give me that bullshit Raphael! You’re the alpha! This is a school for werewolves, for the goddesses’ sake! You are supposed to be my best friend…” I almost choke on my words as I cry harder.

He glares at me intently causing me to challenge him. Who the f**k cares if he’s the alpha? I’m his mate, and I still don’t understand why he’s rejecting me!

“Don’t talk to me like that,” he sneers.

I smirk sinister-like. “I’ll talk like how I want to. You never stopped me before, why now? And all those s**t you talked to me about before was definitely a lie, huh? When I find my mate I’ll make her feel the most loved. Yeah right… you found your mate seven f*****g years ago, and you never bothered to tell me?!”

“You were eleven, Scarlet.” True, but he could’ve just told me and not act on his feelings!

“So when I grew up… you never bothered telling me? When I was sixteen, I was waiting so badly that someone would find me and say, ‘You’re my mate’. But no… no one did. I cried on you, Raphael; and you had the guts to say that I would find my mate soon, even though you knew full well that I was your f*****g mate?” I wipe my tears away quickly, glaring at him as I did it.

He growls threateningly at me, as he pushes me against the wall. My back hurt for a second but it faded. I am face to face with my jerk of a mate, and we’re both glaring at each other.

“I don’t want you as my mate, Scarlet. I don’t want you and I never did… or ever will. I only became your best friend because you are pitiful, Scarlet. So damn pitiful.” His voice sounded like thunder, and his words struck me like lighting. He let go of me and I fall on my knees, not believing the words he just said.

He sneers at me and started to speak the words I never intend to hear. “I, Raphael Wolfric, the future leader of the Winter Snow Pack, reject Scarlet Farkas as my mate.” And that was it… I felt daggers on my heart. The breaking of the mate connection is starting, and he just leaves me in the classroom alone. He left…

I don't know what's wrong though... but he just really rejected me. Is there anything that he doesn't like about me? I mean... I'm normal. Sure, I'm not the daughter of an alpha, or the beta’s… but why can’t he accept me? I'm not fat, I'm not ugly, and I’m certainly not a rude person. So why did he take away my dream of ever loving someone until forever ends? He knows how much I long to be with a mate… and he spat me lies about how I would live happily ever after with my mate.

But I got the opposite of the truth he told me.

Raphael Wolfric is my mate… and he just rejected me.

I’ve secretly loved Raphael all these years… not knowing that he actually is my mate… now ex-mate. I cry harder as I got the fact into my head.

It hurts. I tell Raven.

I know, Scarlet…it hurts so much. I’m pretty glad that my wolf didn’t say I told you so. I couldn’t handle that… I would hurt even more. Imagine being rejected by your mate, and by your wolf at the same time. I can’t even seem to decipher it.

Is there anything wrong with us, Raven? I ask desperately.

No… just remember what Raphael said about mates before. It’s not about you, Scarlet. It’s not about us- that’s what I’m sure of.

I hug my knees as I rub my hands. When was the last time he held it? Last night. We were still so happy; talking about what to do in the weekends. We were the best of friends… he was like a brother at the same time too.

Raphael doesn’t believe in mates… he doesn’t believe in love… just because of Hannah. I cry even harder as I remember the times he told me about her. I met her when I was thirteen. Hannah was the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, and Raphael loved her… that’s what he said. He cared for her more than he cared for me- that’s what he showed; but then she died ever so suddenly, causing Raphael to go into depression. We were tight back then… he was more like a brother before than a best friend.

I remember he would cry so hard when he remembers anything about Hannah. They were perfect for each other… and we all thought they were mates… but no; they weren’t. They were just in love

My question is… how can he love someone so much when he already found out I was his mate…? Isn’t that like cheating?

He never wanted us in the first place. Raven cries.

If he doesn’t want us… then who else would?

No one…

That’s right… and you know what we should do, Raven?

Run away… Let’s run away, Scarlet. It hurts so much.

I nod. She doesn’t have to tell me… because that’s what I’ve been planning ever since rejecting me came out of Raphael’s mouth.

I wipe my tears away and fix myself.

If Raphael doesn’t want me… then no one else would.

I exit the classroom and run as fast as I can outside the campus. I thought today would be a great day… I thought wrong.

Maybe the future has something good in store for me. I really hope so.

Being happy again would be the chance of a lifetime’ and I want that. I want to be strong, and not mope around just because my mate decided to reject me. I don’t want to break down every time I smell him, hear his voice, see his beautiful face, or when he interacts with women physically. Though he has broken our bond, our connection will still be somewhat there… because we’re original mates; and no matter how much we don’t like it… it has to be that way. We feel what our mates feel… but it’s stupid because we only feel the pain.

But I know what I am to do- It's time to start a new life... without him.