The Rejected Werewolf Princess by Didiadeyemi

Chapter 2

The pain hit me square in my chest. It felt like my chest was being peeled open by a flaming hot knife and the tears I had fought to hide fell down my cheeks slowly. Lisa laughed as she saw my face and I hurried to wipe them away but they didn’t seem to want to stop.

“I-,” my voice was hoarse; “I accept your rejection.”

I felt the exact moment the bond snapped. I saw pain flash across Tyson’s features and he flinched slightly but he hid it well. It made me feel good to know that I wasn’t the only one feeling the effects.

I didn’t wait to see if he would show any other emotions; I turned on my heels and rushed out of the door. I didn’t stop running until I got to the pack house and I was in the comfort of the old storage closet I call my

room.

It’s so small that three people can’t stand comfortably side by side but I’m grateful for it. I use an old bed that one of the pack members threw out. I took it from the trash, cleaned it and made it my own.

I flopped on the bed and the tears I had managed to hold back finally fell. The emotions were finally catching up to me and I felt like I was going to break. I had always thought that finding my mate would be the only escape that I would have from this terrible life but it turned out that I was

wrong.

Finding my mate was a torture that I didn’t expect.

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room again until afternoon so I could buy something to eat. I’m not allowed to use the cooker and I can’t

Chris‘ presence brings nothing but trouble and pranks, and his version of a prank is never fun. By night, the severity of my situation started

News will travel

thinking about that, I heard the knob on my door jiggle. My spine straightened because it is late, no one should be in my room

as Tyson’s and my heart clenched. Even though our bond is broken, there

The moment his eyes met mine, I was hit by his intense hatred, but there was something else there, something I couldn’t put my finger

the fact that you are my mate.” He spat the word ‘you‘ as if it was

offered and he laughed

of how I could have been given a slut for a mate.” I felt his words like a slap

club, and I realized that sluts are

but his hand wrapped around the back of my

don’t want to do this.” I begged and he pinned me with his body; that was when I smelled the alcohol and wolf’s

to drink a lot and mix it with wolf’s bane for their inhibitions to be lowered even a