I looked at him with adoration and love, while he looked at me with disgust and hatred. He was my everything, while I was nothing to him. He was my mate- someone who was loved and well known. And I was just a girl who people saw as worthless. I was nothing. He was the one I relied on to end my misery. He was my only hope. He was the Werewolf King- the one everyone loved yet feared. And I was supposed to be his queen, but he didn't want me, just like everyone else.