I leaned on Lucas, getting up, when my mate spoke. "Where do you think you're going?"
"She's coming with us," Lucas replied, helping me to my feet.
"Excuse me?" Alpha Lysaik asked, getting to his feet.
"We believe there has been a mistake. Naya was born without a mate," mom said as we walked towards the opening of the tent.
"And how do you know for sure?" he asked, grabbing onto my hand. Warmth seemed from his hand through the sweatshirt to me, making me want to lean into him.
"I've been marked," I said slowly. (Rewritten version of I Reject You Alpha)