Lucas’s POV
There she was standing in front of me again after 6 months. She looked amazing. My Dad was right when he said the Elite training did her body good. I had to hold Loki back from going to her and marking her on the spot.
I thought I was going to have issues until Loki just stopped. I could feel him hurting but I couldn’t understand why. I mean she didn’t even look at us, which did piss me off a little, but could I really be mad? I asked Yara to marry me last month and she said yes.
Weddings were becoming more of a thing in the werewolf community, so we could blend in with humans easily. Our wedding was planned for Christmas Eve. Her choice, not mine but whatever.
Hearing Olivia’s Mom say she had a spa day would be perfect for me to reject her. I didn’t want her to be hurt, but I wanted her to be able to move on. I just didn’t want my Dad to find out she was my Mate. He was extremely impressed with her and last time it took him a week to stop talking about the i***t that rejected her.
I watched as she walked away with her family and didn’t even look back at me. I wasn't even sure if I really wanted to reject her but I was in too deep with Yara.
**Mind Link**
“Loki, what is your problem?”
“Aura her wolf…. She didn’t call out to me. I know you want another wolf, but I still want mate but she doesn’t want me.”
“Loki, I am sorry, but that is for the best. I mean we are getting married.”
Just like that, Loki shut me out.
I went back to my guest room and planned out the following day.
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I watched as they entered the spa and found myself a seat to watch while I played on my phone.
Yara had sent me at least 20 messages asking my opinion on wedding stuff. Frankly, I didn’t care. Then she started whining about finding the right dress. She wanted to go to some place called Metal Flaque.
I responded she could go wherever she wanted to find the dress. Yara’s family doesn’t have a lot of money. Her parents are assistants to our healer. So my family was paying for everything. Maybe that is why she feels the need to ask about every stupid detail.
I saw Liv pulling me back to my purpose. I watched as she made her way into a different shop from her Mom and I followed behind. But I lost her near the back of the shop. I also lost her scent.
How is that possible? Out of nowhere, I was yanked into a changing room and shoved against the wall.
“What the Hell do you think you are doing?”
The intense pleasure surged through my body from her touch. “I just wanted to come and finish what I started at that party. I am getting married on Christmas Eve.”
She instantly dropped me and took a step back. Her face was completely void of any emotion. Breaking my heart. I could hear Loki trying to change my mind, but I couldn't hurt Yara.
“Then get it over with….. Don’t worry, I won’t tell your daddy I was your mate. I didn’t know I was that repulsive that you had to hide who I was and couldn’t man up and reject me at the pack house. Instead you want to ruin my day.”
I just stood there in disbelief. Repulsive? She was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. I just didn’t want my Dad to push me to her when I loved Yara.
“Go on! Get it over with. I don’t have all day.” The irritation in her voice pained me.
“I really am sorry Liv and you are not repulsive, it’s just…. I know my Dad would die to have you as his daughter in-law and I don’t want him to know.”
“It’s whatever..... just get it over with.”
I was taken back at her want for me to reject her. “I Lucas Martin of the Night Walker Pack reject you, Olivia Kincaid of the Dark Moon Pack.”
The pain was something else. I felt like somebody took a dull blade and was carving out my heart. But it only got worse when she looked at me without emotion and said, “I Olivia Kincaid, accept your rejection.”
She turned and left me without looking back. I felt like I was dying and she didn’t seem phased at all.
Liv’s POV
I could smell him the entire time I was in the spa. I knew he was here to reject me. It was the only thing that made sense. But I wasn’t prepared for the pain. I was so much worse this time now that he finished it.
I walked back to my Mom and she took one look at me and knew.
She pulled me into her. “Oh baby don’t worry I have you.”
The surprising thing was it didn’t make me feel better. But I knew the only one that would heal me was in Colorado.
I pushed the pain away and spent the rest of the day with my Mom. For the first time in 18 years of my life, I really felt like my Mom’s daughter and that was enough for me to make it through till I could talk to Bryan.
When we got home, the guys were still golfing. I ran to my room and quickly called Bryan.
“Hey, beautiful, how was your day with your Mom?”
“It was good.”
“Something is wrong. What happened?”
“My Mate finally finished rejecting me.”
There was silence on the line and I could feel doubt filling me.
“I can’t say I’m not happy about it, Liv, but I don’t like that you are hurting.”
“I feel better talking to you.”
“I just wish I was there to hold you and take the pain away.”
“I love you.” As soon as I said it, I panicked. It was really hard having a relationship at the Academy. As much as I wanted to do more, we really only kissed. We definitely haven’t said I love you and here I am blurting it out over the phone.
“I love you too. I wanted to say it for so long but…..”
Butterflies filled my belly. He loved me too! All of a sudden, the pain of rejection didn’t seem to matter anymore. Don’t get me wrong, the pain was still there, but I had something even better to focus on.
Talking to Bryan made me feel better and now I really knew where we both stood in our relationship, now that I was also a wolf that had been rejected.
I didn’t get off the phone with him until Dad, Oli, and Noah got home. The first person I wanted to talk to was Oli.
I told him everything. Including the fact that Lucas was my mate. Needless to say, he was pissed and it took all of my energy to keep him from storming the pack house and going off on Lucas.
“Oliver, I appreciate you wanting to kill him, but right now I just need you.”
He stopped and wrapped his arms around me. “Fine, but I don’t like him and I won’t be nice.”
“I am OK with that.”
“OK, let’s get some ice cream.”