Laney
John? John is my mate? I was convinced when I turned eighteen that he wasn’t my mate. I thought his mate was Stacy.
Wait a minute, Stacy rejected him. I haven’t seen John since then, so am I his second chance mate? Or was he always my mate?
Either way my whole self rejects him. My wolf tries to convince me that this is my mate, and it is unnatural to feel this way about your mate.
Whatever, I tell her. I find this man repulsive after everything he has done to me. He made me believe he was my mate. I gave him everything only to find this asshole screwing some girl in my room. I don’t know how much of a scum you have to be to do something so dirty, so unforgivable.
I ignore whatever my wolf says, I am going to reject him. I never want him near me again.
“Laney. Thank the Godd
