My Mate, The Greek God.

9. I Don’t Want To Reject You.

Adonis is still scribbling equations in my workbook when we're both startled up by the sound of the door flinging open to reveal the figure of my brother, Lucas.

Oh my dearest baby moon goddess.

My heart falls into my chest.

When he walks into the ward room, his expression is as cold as ice and he doesn't even look my way, he only glares at Adonis.

"You've got some real guts to step into this territory after what happened because of you yesterday." Lucas says, in a tone of mockery. "You being my sister's Mate doesn't change the fact that you're an enemy of the white wolves."

I snap my head to look at Adonis, trying to send him a signal with my eyes not to talk back at Lucas. But I think it's too late. Because Adonis has just pulled up the most dangerous expression on his face.

"Older brothers." Adonis murmurs as he slams the maths textbook shut before he stands up, his chest against Lucas. "I'm just here to do my job. You wouldn't have known who I was if you hadn't violated my privacy to take a look at my tattoos."

"Lucas, I can explain—"

"Shut up, Wendy. We can't have a boy from that pack that have a Monster as their Alpha. He will never be welcomed into our family. I've exhausted my leniency because of you now you tell this to your Mate: After this lessons, he should leave this place and never take a step into our territory, ever. Or if I catch him, I will dig out his heart with my bare claws and feed it to the dogs."

I don't say anything but my heart is crumbling and my breath only returns after I watch Lucas storming out the door. I know that my brother could've reacted more harshly at Adonis remarks, but because of me he held back his emotion.

I sigh. That was one hell of a threat though. Digging out someone's heart has got to be number two of the Top Ten most brutal ways to kill a werewolf. That is, 2nd to the olden days roasting method.

"Adonis sit down." I say, my eyes back on him who is glaring at the doorway, the space where Lucas has just disappeared from.

My words fall on deaf ears.

Silently, I watch him as he moves to the second bed and take a blue headphone. I didn't notice it until now, the headphone looks really cool and brand new.

"When Sandra comes in here, tell her to call me on phone." I can hear the level of annoyance in his voice. He must hate Lucas, how do I go about this?

I don't want him to leave just like that when we still haven't properly talk about our Mate bond. I need him to reject me so I wouldn't have my mind stuck with him while he's gone.

As Adonis walks to the door, I jump out of my position and hurriedly stand in his way, blocking the doorway with both my hands stretched out sideways.

"Please don't go. We need to talk about something very important."

He looks at me intensely, "you badly wanted me to leave you alone yesterday, didn't you? Well I'm done being the leech."

"No, hey, just hear me out for two minutes before you leave, that's all I ask. You have every right to be angry at my brothers' harsh treatment. But trust me, leaving like this is not the solution."

"Say what you want to say."

"It's about our bond. I'm so sorry I can't watch you leave me like this. You will have to properly reject me so I can move on with my life."

"How's that my business when I don't feel anything for you?"

"I know you don't, but you know how it works. Even if you feel nothing for me, the fact that I did felt something, and still do feel attracted to you makes me qualified for a rejection. You can't leave me hanging, you have to free me to have a chance to move on, Adonis. You already know I'm sick and currently surviving with the help of a machine. Please I badly need your rejection.”

His expression falls, and he looks at me with a little bit of compassion for the first time in his eyes. "I. . . I don't want to reject my rightful mate. I need to think through things. I promise to come back and give you my answer." He shoves me out of his way and run out to the hallway, leaving me alone with my worst nightmare.

The feeling of vulnerability.

Waiting sucks.

If this isn’t the worst feeling in my life then what is? So what do I do if he doesn't come back?

I hate this guy for making me feel this amount of vulnerability.

My thoughts clings onto him for more than fifteen minutes after he's gone. I'm still in the ward room, doing nothing in particular other than staring at the books.

Just imagine how I pleaded with that Greek god to reject me but he's turning me into a prisoner. Prisoner of my own stupid emotions.

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Red Alert: Mature and explicit language in this POV. Skip if you don’t want to read adult stuff.

{Sandra’s P.O.V.}

Lucas returned into our room with an anger like a raging fire in his eyes. Seeing him this mad makes my stomach twist at the thought of having him in this mood for the whole of today. I'm sure it's because of Adonis. He told me not to take a step out of his room until he comes back from having a word with Adonis.

Having a word must've escalated into something big, I hope Wendy is okay. I hope she's not hurting.

Lucas has kicked out her Mate. Of course it's going to hurt her.

I should've been more careful. I shouldn't have been too relaxed and careless. I'm so worried about Wendy. I have to go and check on her, make sure she's going to be fine. I have to comfort her heart.

As I stand and move my legs to the door, Lucas hold me back by yanking my body backward. He's fierce and harsh, his anger not wavering even for a bit.

"Where are you going?"

"To check on Wendy."

"Well she's going to have to pull through whatever she feels. Just let her be."

"No Lucas, I have to—"

"I say let her be, Sandra! She's not your Mate, I am. You're always putting me at the bottom of your priority list! It’s so f*****g annoying!” Hearing him say this sends shock all over my body and I don't know when I push his chest away from me.

“Don't even go down that path, Lucas. If you're jealous that I'm spending more time with Wendy than with you, then talk to your parents to stop neglecting your sister. You're lucky to be born a Male and the eldest for that matter, you never can compare yourself with Wendy who has no one on her side." Tears brink to my eyes as I warn him, the shock on his face really breaks my heart to pieces. But sometimes I really feel so pissed off and tired of being a witness to this kind of male gender preferences among werewolves families.

"I'm sorry baby. I wasn’t in my right state of mind. Don't cry, I didn't mean any of it. Wendy is my sister, I love her just as much as you do."

I know he does love Wendy, but not as much as I do, honestly speaking. I myself have been in Wendy's shoes when I was a child. Being the third unwanted daughter in my family has showed me just how unfortunate it is to be born a female in a pack that only cares about fighting and conquering the weaklings. My older sister's dead body was found hanging out there by the hills with a letter she wrote to tell my parents that she has quit living with t.its.

Wiping my tears with the back of my hand, I throw a glare at Lucas, "I can't even stay mad at you even if I try. Makes me hate myself for falling helplessly in love with a jerk like you."

Lucas smirks, "oh yeah? It’s because you know," he catches my waist off guard and I gasp out the moment my back come in contact with the wall, and Lucas has me trapped in his wicked circle, "I'm the only one who can give you," his hands travels fast under my shirt as he undo my bra, "a long lasting," he licks his lips with a wicked smile as he completes the sentence with a crude word {I dare not mention} that makes my cheeks to flush with a hundred and thirty five degrees level of heat.

Lucas press his mouth on my cheek, and I assume he's going to kiss me but then his tongue rolls out as he lick off my teardrop, tasting the sourness with a sadistic grin spreading across his face.

I’m so ready for him to kiss me. I’m crazy in love with Lucas.

"You know what, baby? I'm really going to f**k you, but not right now. I’m gonna let you go, Imagine all the pleasure and think about me for the rest of the day. Now go back to Wendy and do your job."

"Oh Lucas this is cruelty. I'm craving to feel you. Just give me a kiss darling."

"No, baby. You're gonna have to desperately wait for me and for the right time too. Take that as your punishment." He smack my ass before he frees me.

Lucas grins mischievously, and with an air of dominance and self importance, he squares his shoulder, raises his chin as he walks out the room without giving me a chance to beg for my salvation. I feel like a sadist for loving this kind of cruelty I can only get from my Lucas.