With that he left. Slamming the door shut. Leaving me with this pain in my heart. I stared at the door. He rejected me. I'm rejected. Off course he did. Was he actually going to accept me? The ugly, fat, unshifted, useless, cursed b***h? The real question is... Why should I stay here? What's the actual point of me staying here? In this bloody mean pack. My own last hope was my mate and he just rejected me. After sleeping with me. I will run away. Being a rogue is better than staying in this pack. Being dead is better than this. At least then I will be with someone that loves me. I will be with my father.
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I was back at my house now. Tired and drained. I was so happy to see that no one was at home. Patrick was probably with some chick, having round two. I decide that I wouldn
