Brandon's POV.
I stood there, paused in my tracks, stunned and dumbfounded.
Sophia had just slapped me. My face was red with shame. My hand was still on the side of my mouth, it still stung.
But not on my face.
It stung in my heart.
She had rejected me and it was aching. I could feel my heart tearing into pieces as the scene that had just happened played in my mind over and over again.
"She didn't mean it". I told myself.
"Of course she did", my wolf answered back.. he didn't exactly care how I felt most times, he was there to tell me the truth, even when those truths could be shattering my heart into a million pieces.
"Do you need air?".
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I changed into something appropriate and walked down the stairs hurriedly. My room was beside that of Sophia and so, when I passed,
