“Reject me”
Those useless, ridiculous words had been circling my mind like a curse for seven days straight. A whole week, and still my brain couldn’t come up with a single new thought. It was as if those two words had carved themselves into the inside of my skull.
A week, just one week since the words “MATE” slipped from a pair of lips I never imagined possible, a pair of lips I never thought I could hunger for, and she was already on the verge of dumping me the very next day.
I knew she hated me, most likely blamed me for her brother’s death, but how could she be so blinded by hatred that she didn’t stop to think of the effects of rejecting her, while she’s yet to have her awakening, would do to her?
Mate or not, she was still wolfless, and rejecting her would only rip her to shreds f
