The Rejected Always Have Revenge

Chapter one rewrite

"Miss Michaelson. It's time."

Lucy had awakened me from a dead like sleep.

"Why did you wake me up at this god awful hour. Lucy??" I asked as she drew the curtains.

"Because you asked me too Miss. You better get ready for school if you want to get to school on time Miss." She told me.

"First of all I'm an i***t for tell you to wake me up, and second why did I have to go to school." I groaned in my pillow.

"Come now miss, I'll ready your bath." She told me and left. 'Yay School!!!' said No one ever.

I was never someone who enjoyed school. In school I was the background girl. Never noticed by anyone. Now it's not like I didn't have a choice. Being in the background was a choice and I was okay with it.

Truth be told if I wanted to be Queen Bee I would be but thats to much work.

I finally got out of bed and went into my bath. I relaxed as the hot water soaked my skin. I sighed thinking about today and what it was going to be like.

I putt on an over sized hoddie and got into my crappy car like I did every day. Today was going to be different. How? Well I don't know but my wolf snow does.

I sang to the to the music as I drove to the crappy school of Delmore high. Creative name when the town is called Delmont, don't you think?

Finally I arrived to school. Yay, Note The Sarcasm.

I walked in to smell the most amazing, exotic scent of the woods and honey. I followed it like anyone would to find my mate with his tongue down the the pack sluts throat. They continued with no shame. Great My Mates A Man w***e.

He finally pulled away and looked around then his gaze settled on me. He got up and pulled me along with him. What a great way to start the day.

He dragged me to the janitors closet and locked the door.

"Who the fūçk are you???" He growled out. His eyes turned black.

"What? Are you deaf? Who are you?" He growled out again.

"Nora." I said shocked at his tone.

"Oh moon Goddess why? Why did I have a mate like you." He looked at the ceiling.

"I Elliot Sawyers rejected you as my mate and Luna of the midnight howlers." I felt like my soul was breaking into pieces. I fell to the ground withering in pain. He looked at me then walked out, but before he did.

"Remember the rejected always have Revenge and I will have mines." I told him. And with that he Left.

I got up and dusted off the dirt. Enough of the weakling act. Right now I wanted revenge. I craved vengeance.

I left to my car and decided to just run. I didn't give a s**t about this car, all I cared about was vengeance. My wolf longed for it and I will not disappoint. Not now, not ever.

I ran outside letting my wolf out. I shredded the clothes and ran home. My wolf howled in sadness and anger. It consumed us.

With one last howl we roared out the bond was broken. We heard another howl. Ethan's howl to be exact but we continued to run.

Finally I got home. Lucy stood there waiting with a robe in hand. I shifted a grabbed the robe.

"Order some pizza, I'm really hungry and tired of f*****g blood bags." I told her.

"Yes Miss. May I ask why you are so angry." I said nothing but just hugged her. I sobbed quietly in her hair as she rubbed my back and head soothingly. Lucy has always been a mother to me even if I was older.

"He Rejected me." I told her softly.

"Oh Miss. He didn't deserve you." She cooed. I pulled away.

"Thank you Lucy. For always being there.

"Always miss. I'll always be here for you. Now go change while I order you something." She told me. I nodded and went upstairs.

I changed into a floor length dark blue skirt with a black crop top. I left out shoes and jewelry because I'm staying home. I mean be practical.

I was walking down the stairs when I heard a knock on the doors.

"I'll get it." I called to Lucy.

I opened the door and the intense scent hit me like a train. I looked at him and I saw beautiful golden eyes. His face was as if he was sculpted by the gods.

"Mine!" He growled. He grabbed me in one hand,then dropped the bag in the other to hold me against his muscular chest.

His nose grazed my neck as he inhaled my scent.

"How?" I squeaked.

"Your my mate." Well thank you captain obvious.

"Your not supposed to be. I have, well had a mate. He rejected me." I told him.

"I don't know how and I don't care. You Are Mine." He grabbed my head then....

A/N: Rewrite is coming along. I know it's still not very good but it's all I've got. I have another book that's ongoing so please check that out. I'll put a snip bit here↓↓↓

My name is Pandora Bloodhound. Yes like that box. I am the largest gang leader's daughter. Leslie Red. He is Ruthless and cold to everyone except his family. That is my brothers and I.

I have four brothers. Cole the oldest. Michael the second. Victor the third and lastly my twin Raven. My brothers, father and I are very close.

We are part of the blood gang. Another thing there are supernaturals involved. Vampires, werewolves, witches, you name it. Except our family has the ability to control blood. Hello blood gang. So basically everyone.

We are so powerful not even the council can take us down. They tried.

My brothers are very protective and so is my dad. They can say the same for me.

I was home schooled and finished at sixteen. I am now eighteen.

The gang is lead by all six of use. My mother left us when I was ten. I guess she couldn't handle the gang. She had tried to take me with her because my brothers were too involved. I basically flipped the finger and told were the door was.

To say she was shocked didn't even scratch the surface. My family was really proud that day.

but enough of that.

My brothers and I all knew how to fight even if we couldn't see or hear. We were training from kids.

But each one of us specialized in different aspects but knew all. Mine was fighting ,undercover, distraction and strategy.

Cole was tracking and background, Hacking.

Victor was sales. Drugs, cars, slaves , anything and everything. But he never indulged in any.

Michael was law and lope holes. He also did in languages

Raven was cover ups , interrogation and undercover.

Dad was in every thing but mostly elimination.

We were always ready for everything, always prepared.

But no amount of preparation would prepare me for this.