I was dumbfounded when I saw Holly's wolf for the first time tonight. She had just turned eighteen when I rejected her and I had not seen her shift yet. At the time, I did not care, I just wanted to be rid of such a weak mate. Or so I thought.
I expected her to collapse to the floor and stay there begging for me to take back my rejection, but she did not. She stood tall and took every ounce of pain that the rejection caused. Then not only did she accept it, she also severed her ties with the pack and left.
Honestly, that should have told me that there was something different, something special about her, but I did not realize it until it was too late, and she was gone. When my parents returned home later that evening and my father found out that Holly was my mate and that she was the pa
