My Best Friend, My Rejected Mate
He was my mate, how could I reject him? Yet that's what he was asking of me. I opened my mouth to speak however I couldn't make a sound.
"Do it NOW." His anger made me flinch backwards. I looked at him, really looked at him. His black short cut hair, his bright piercing green eyes and his crooked nose. It had been broken before, that I admit was my fault, his pursed lips and hard jaw line. I will admit my mate was good looking. His black shirt tight around his muscles and his blue jeans.
"Scarlett, reject me now, I order you too." That's when I snapped.
"Do you know how long I've been waiting for my mate? To know I will be with them forever and be happy the rest of my life? No of course you don't. You only care for yourself, and what's best for you. So you know what? I'm rejecting you Alexander Ethan McCoy, I hope you're fucking happy." I growled poking his muscular chest with my finger during my speech. I spun on my heels and turned towards the woods shifting into my wolf. As soon as I had ran long and hard I let out a pain filled howl. I had just rejected my mate, my best friend, and it hurt more than you could imagine
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