Fated is overrated

Nick POV

Sighing, I make my way back towards the tree line from the encounter with the beautiful she wolf I just had. I have to admit it has been ages since I have been this close to a she wolf, but she is breathtakingly beautiful. Most of the wolves I had seen in the past were nothing like her, with her long, wavy blonde hair, beautiful green eyes, and perfect curves in all the right places. A girl like her shouldn't be out on her own and not in rogue territory. I don't believe she realizes where she is and how much danger she is in. I tried to tell her and offer my help, but she seemed very wary of me. Which is actually a good thing, as she shouldn't be trusting anyone in this territory.

I am the rare exception of a non-violent wolf in the Rogue King's territory (don't get me wrong - if I have to defend myself, I will). All rogues in this territory belong to and work for him.

Not like we have a choice, actually. If you want to live in unclaimed land, you are either under his domain or you meet a gruesome end. Which is why I tried to push her to get to human lands or pack territory as soon as possible.

The rogue territory doesn't have any she wolves, as they are never exiled and none of them have the guts to leave their pack on their own volition. I can only imagine what would become of her if she got caught by another rogue or even worse - the rogue King. I have to somehow try to protect her a little bit throughout her journey.

I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I didn't. But as she is very wary of me I'll have to lurk in the background and stay out of sight. I can only hope she takes my advice to heart and head to the closest pack territory.

If she even knows which direction that is. But if she runs into a group of rogues, I won't be able to defend her or try to dissolve the situation, it'll cost me my life at the snap of a finger. I am supposed to bring "new flesh" to the Rogue King at all times, so he would have my head for it if he knew I had withheld someone. Especially a pretty she wolf like her.To avoid an incomplete reading experience, visit Jobn'i'b.com.

Lurking from the shadows, I see her hop across the boulders while still somewhat limping on one leg. I have to admit she seems tough for a she wolf. It has been a while since I have seen any she wolves as I left my pack a few years ago, but I recall them being much weaker than that.

But then again, none of the she-wolves I knew would have had the balls to walk away from their pack and declare themselves rogue, if she is telling the truth, that is. So this girl could be either really brave, or really foolish and unknowing.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Or somewhere in between. Either way, she is nothing like any of the she wolves I used to know in my old pack. Although I left my pack years ago, the stinging memory is still fresh in my mind. I was a warrior at my pack. Which is not a very high rank, but still a somewhat respectable position within any pack.

When I turned eighteen and I found out I had been mated to the one girl I had been in love with for years, I was over the moon excited.

She was the Delta's daughter and we attended a lot of the same classes in school. We had been friends ever since high school, but I had been secretly fawning over her for years now.

We had the same interests and mentality, and she seemed to like me as much as I did her. Or so I thought.

The moment we both realized we were mated to one another, the look on her face turned into one of pure disgust and it had my heart crumbling in pain. To top it all off, she wasted no time officially rejecting me.

Never in my life had I felt so hurt and rejected. She didn't hesitate for a second and never explained why she did what she did, but the look on her face said it all. She was disgusted to be mated to just a warrior.

The pain of losing your mate is the worst pain out there for a werewolf. It literally feels like your heart is being ripped out of your chest, I can tell you that. I have a pretty high pain tolerance, but I crumpled to the floor like a puppy, gripping at my chest.

I didn't want to accept her rejection at first, which is the only way for the bond to officially snap. But upon seeing my reluctance she wasted no time in bringing in the Alpha and Beta's sons and her own brother, to literally kick me while I was down and force me into accepting her rejection.

The only bittersweet part to all this was the sight of her also crumpling to the floor and gripping at her chest, crying for the pain to stop, when I accepted her rejection and the bond snapped. She may not have wanted to be mated to me, but at least she physically went through the same pain I did. What she stupidly enough probably didn't realize though, is that the moon goddess very rarely ever blesses the one rejecting the other with a second chance mate.

As she was so focused on being mated to any rank higher than me, she wasted no time thinking about that little detail. But unless the wolf has severe reasons for rejecting their mate - such as abuse, infidelity, etc. - the moon goddess won't grant another chance. And if you were to lose your mate somehow, she would also give you a second chance of course.