Chapter 9 Rejection?

Can I Reject him?

Raven's POV

My dreams were like horrible little teases, ones showing me with my mate, how happy we could be if he chose me over his father or us a bit older with our pups running around enjoying our small life away from pack territory.

I would wake up multiple times throughout the night, sometimes I'd even find myself crying, wiping away tears before rolling over to attempt to sleep again.

Sometimes the dreams became nightmares, nightmares of me having to rewatch the way he rejected me over and over again while his father stood there stoic, his arms crossed over his chest with hate burning in his eyes.

When I awoke the last time, my heart pounding so hard I swore it could slam right through my chest wall as it escaped my lowly pathetic self.

My wolf was sulking in her own sorrow not providing much in the way of support as she whimpered softly as she stayed curled up inside my mind.

I had finally received my wolf, finding comfort in knowing we'd have each other to su