My mate.
So weak.
So pathetic.
I have a weak and pathetic mate. He thought as he looked at her with disgust and displeasure in his eyes.
Just like me, when I was human. She is a human! I don't want a mate. I don't want a weak and pathetic mate! She can't fix me! She's nothing! Screw this!
His thoughts were going berserk with the rushing flashes of his past. He tucked his hand roughly through his hair in an unsuccessful attempt to stop the replay of those horrible evocations. He laid her on the small grass patch at the side of the deserted road. She was half-conscious, so she could hear him.
"Hey!" He said, jerking her pale face gently. Blood was covering half of her face but she was still looking beautiful in the moonlight. The sparks weren't going unnoticed as he reminded himself that it was just the mate-bond. He was determined in his decision and he wasn't going to change it. The girl opened her eyes slightly and with that, he did what he thought was right at that time.
"I, Kane Wilson, reject you as my mate!" He said, with all the strength he could have mustered in his miserable state of emotions and with that, he left her there, feeling extreme pain in his heart. But he pushed that pain aside and ran from there at his maximum inhuman speed. Away from her!


Rejected Love

BONUS PART – 1

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Sya's POV:
I swung my legs around, munching on the apple in my hand. I was sitting on the kitchen stool, near the kitchen island, and chatting casually with Cara as she did the dishes after dinner. I did ask her to let me help her but she refused and forcefully put me on the stool. Turned out, she w...

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