03

I was following and he was going in the direction behind the school. Maybe he just wanted to talk privately. Nevertheless, my guts are telling me there is something more to what is about to happen here.

He stops when we are completely alone far enough from the ears of the other werewolves. He turned around to face me and that coldness in his eyes is telling me this was not the kind of thing that I was expecting. In addition, I was right.

I stood still as I watched him blow everything in my face.

"I Miguel Kaulitz rejects you human as my mate. I don't need a weakling human to be my mate." His voice kept echoing in my mind as I felt a thousand knives stab me.

When everything registered in my mind, anger boiled out of my system as I tried to keep myself calm down.

Breath... You need to calm down.

I gazed back at his eyes and my eyes grow wide when I felt his wolf surfacing as his blue-green eyes started to turn black. I let myself touch his arms to tame the beast inside him. Sparks of pleasure flowed in my entire body as I felt his skin into mine.

"Calm down," I whisper, not so sure, if I was saying it to him or myself.

I took my hand off once I felt his body relax.

Feeling a mix of excitement and pleasure within me, I tried to avoid looking at his gorgeous face. I did not want to make a fool of myself by staring too long. But as his voice echoed in my head, reminding me that he did not want me, I could not help but feel a twinge of sadness and disappointment. Despite this, I knew I had to remain composed and strong, even if my heart was breaking inside.

"I Miguel Kaulitz reject you human as my mate. I don't need a weakling human to be my mate" his words echo in my head. My anger surfaced is once more the hint of sadness and pain collided, I open my mouth to say something but what he did next catch me off guard his lips claimed mine. I can feel a thousand sparks running to my whole body and it felt so right… Like this is what we were meant to do, to be together.

As he kissed me, I could discern the potent flavor of mint emanating from his mouth. When he nibbled on my lower lip, seeking entry, I felt uncertain. "This is not right!" I mentally exclaimed, remembering his prior rejection. 

Yet, my physical impulses overruled my rational thoughts, and I acquiesced. As his tongue entered my mouth, exploring and savoring me, I emitted a lustful moan. Meanwhile, my fingers entwined in his blonde locks, while his hands roamed along the edge of my shirt. His passionate kiss intensified, and I heard him groan in pleasure.

My eyes shot open with shock as I felt his canines and realized the danger of the situation. Summoning all my strength, I pushed him away; despite the excitement and pleasure of lust, I was feeling. I wiped my lips harshly, gazing at him with confusion that soon turned into complete hatred. 

How could he even try to mark me when he had just rejected me? The audacity of his actions filled me with rage and betrayal, and I knew I could never forgive him for what he had done.

"W-what do you think you're doing!" I manage to say while catching my breath. He was just looking at me in the eye I saw the same pain, sadness, and just reflecting mine as he rejected me. Nonetheless, I flipped the thought away. HE REJECTED YOU!

I watch him turn stiff as I utter the words that he does not seem to expect to hear.

"I accept your rejection..." I turned my back at him before I fully let myself break in front of him.

Tears were streaming down my face but I wiped them off just like how I will wipe him off my system.

Stupid Mate Bond!

A groan escaped my mouth as I let my hand brush through my hair out of frustration. I never thought that finding my mate would turn out like this. I could not help but smile bitterly as I recalled what he had called me, a rejected mate. It stung, but at the same time, it gave me a newfound sense of strength and determination to move on and find someone who would accept and cherish me for who I am.

"I don't need weakling human as my mate." His words are like stabbed in my soul tearing it apart like a piece of paper. I did not notice that I was using my ability until someone snaps me out of my building rage of anger.

"Something happened little sis?" I watch as Steve stared at me with the curiosity of my sudden rage. How I loved to stare at his eyes who have the same color as mine except for his is dominated by gray.

"I found him." I tried to mutter. He remains silent wanting me to continue. "And he rejected me." The last statement turned out to be a whisper.

His silver-white wolf surface. He looks into my eyes with full anger but turns to sympathy, I brushed it off by touching his soft fur. His outraged I can feel because he was my better half.

"Calm down my twin brother…" I whispered, his eyes soon turning softly as he shifted back to his human form.

He cupped my cheeks gently with both of his hands and I found myself feeling safe.

"I will make sure he will regret what he did to you." I chuckle at my protective brother but soon tears started streaming into my eyes again.

"You need to let it go by Kim. I can feel it..." He whispered in my ears, he touched my now silver-white hair with his hand and kissed me on my forehead. My mouth twitches into a weak smile trying to blink away my tears.

"Let it go." He assured me. Letting my hand goes. I took a step away from him letting myself sink into the unknown.

Blue-green eyes haunt me as I close my eyes. Everything went black as I felt my rage fully take over.

Miguel's POV

It has been a month since I discovered my mate, and it has been pure agony ever since. My wolf cannot stop whimpering in anguish over losing our mate. The pain only intensifies every time I recall the sound of her sweet voice speaking those crushing words.

I knew that I was the one who rejected her first, and it was a stupid mistake. I grabbed another glass of beer from the counter and drank it straight. I had lost count of how many drinks I had taken since this morning.

"Get yourself together Miguel and stop drinking!" I growled at Zion who is my soon to beta once I inherit the alpha title.

"Shut up and leave me alone!" I took another shot but he stops me. I glared at him but he did not flinch an inch instead he glared back at me.

"I know you're a total asshole for rejecting your mate but acting like a total ass won't get her back." He then let go of my hand.

"SHUT UP!" I grabbed his neck and growled at him as I felt my wolf wanting to rip his head off.

"Go ahead kill me, but that won't change the fact that you rejected your mate." His bark made I me tighten my grip on his neck. He started to turn pale. I know I should let him go but my wolf is really angry and out of his rage. We are tired and hurt to even think straight.

"STOP THAT Miguel!” I cussed when I heard my mother rush to us. I let go of Zion's neck and he stumbled on the floor catching his breath. I could see the red mark left on his neck.

"What is wrong with you?!" She glared at me but I dismissed her and pulled myself to the bathroom I do not want to hurt her. I heard her sigh and walked closer to the bathroom.

"I understand how you felt Miguel, but nothing will change if you're just going to keep sulking and being wasted. You're a soon-to-be alpha so act like one." She mutters before I heard her walk out of my room.

A groan escaped my lips as I collapsed onto the floor. Gazing at my reflection in the mirror, I appeared disheveled and wrecked. My eyes were swollen and bloodshot, a result of both crying and consuming alcohol. It was foolish of me to shed tears after rejecting my mate. 

Nevertheless, the pain of my wolf was palpable, and I felt lost without our mate. Regret consumed me, knowing that it was entirely my fault. Although I pitied his suffering, I couldn't bring myself to care for him in the way he deserved.

I pulled a towel from the stool of my bathroom and took a warm shower.

I still could not get her out of my head. Her blue-gray eyes kept haunting me every time I close my eyes. I let the water drop in my skin but nothing felt the same when her skin touches mine. I can still feel her touch and I will do anything just to feel her touch again. 

I know this is all my fucking fault but fuck! I regret everything I said to her! I do not care anymore if she is a weak human; all I just want right now is to see her again. All this time I tried to find her but I cannot even find a trace of her scent.

It's understandable to feel regretful and overwhelmed with emotions when you lose someone important to you. It's important to take responsibility for your actions and try to make amends if possible. Have you considered seeking help or advice from other pack members or even a therapist to help you cope with your emotions and find a way to possibly locate your mate?

I got out of the bath and pull some clothes in the corner. I somehow look decent for someone who did not even shower for almost a month. My wolf does not even want to communicate with me except for the time when he feels like killing everyone around us lately. And if he could kill me, I know he would not think twice about especially after what I have done to our mate.

Noticing the empty beer glass, I discarded it, and the sound of shattering glass resonated throughout the vacant room. My surroundings were in utter chaos, with furniture disintegrating, empty beer bottles littering the floor, and clothing strewn in every direction. Sinking onto my shattered bed, I covered my face with my hands, consumed by regret. What had I done?

I glanced down at my hand's drops of water pouring down on it, my whole body shiver as I let my eyes welled with tears again.

A knock on the door followed by my father who I cannot seem to read. He glances around my room and lets out a sigh. I know too well, why he was here. He probably wants me to start acting as his rightful heir for his Alpha title.

"I know that you just want to lock yourself in your mess, but you have to remember that you are soon be inheriting the alpha title. I will see you at the training ground tomorrow“. He said. However, I was fully aware that if I didn't show up, he would come to my room and drag me to the training grounds. As much as I didn't care for it, I knew how much my wolf had already lost and I couldn't let him lose his rightful place as alpha.