The Rejected Werewolf Princess by Didiadeyemi

Chapter 2

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. 

mate was a torture that I didn’t

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can’t keep one in my room, so I either buy my food or pray that there are leftover scraps for them to give

I rushed back to my room after that. 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 to bear down on

Tyson’s mate, and he rejected me. News will travel soon and it will

on my door jiggle. My spine straightened because it is late, no one should be in

out a small scream. I recognized the scent as Tyson’s and my heart clenched. Even though our bond is broken, there will still be lingering feelings until one of us takes

room and stared at it in disdain. The moment his eyes met mine, I was hit by his intense hatred, but there was something else there, something I couldn’t

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

offered and

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

last night in the club, and I realized that sluts are good for

but his hand wrapped around the back of my shirt and he pushed me against

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