{Michaela’s P.O.V.}
I was in my room having my latest boy toy go down on me. The feeling of his tongue and his fingers filling me up with ecstasy was making my brain turn to mush. I was frustrated that I hadn’t gotten a second chance mate yet, but I figured with time, the moon goddess would finally give me one. Though, I couldn’t deny that I somewhat regretted rejecting Jedediah, or, J.D. as I like to call him.
It’s been several years now, and he still hasn’t accepted my rejection, and I get the feeling that’s why I haven’t gotten a second chance. But a part of me also hopes that he doesn’t accept it. Knowing that someone loved me the way he did, made me feel good, but not enough to be with him. I couldn’t be with him. He wasn’t ranked, and I needed a ranked wolf to be my mate. I am an A
