The Rejected Substitute Mate.

Sofia's POV.I gulped down what remained of the water I saved in my water jar, I tossed the empty jar backward and knew it would be caught by my entourage, I heard a horse neigh and then a familiar figure popped beside me."My lady." The person said respectfully.I clicked my tongue."What is it?" I asked impatiently."We're almost there." He informed me.I inhaled sharply and adjusted to a more comfortable position on the horse I sat on.He sensed my discomfort and was about to protest when I shot him a glare. I squinted my eyes though I could see what was before me."We'd be there in half an hour," I said briefly."Are you sure you don't want to sit in the carriage? You've been riding on the horse for days now, you're covered in dust." He complained.I adjusted my girl and tightened it, I sucked on my bottom lip making sure they were well lubricated, I hated having chapped lips, I slightly turned my head so I could take a proper look at him and I smiled reassuringly."I'll be fine,

Sofia's POV."Will you help us with this fighting prowess of yours? I'd wager all the men would be scared once they hear of your victories." Alex teased.I smiled and focused on my meal, I'd love to continue bantering with him but I was still worried. I should have sensed mate by now but everything remained the same.I began to suspect that I'd make a huge mistake of agreeing to whatever I was doing here."Our men are very brave, they wouldn't be scared of a mere woman." Luna bragged.I found her words fascinating and insulting at the same time, a wicked smile graced the corner of my lips."They are brave but I dare say even the best of them won't last longer than ten moves against me in a friendly tussle," I said.They were amazed by my confidence."Are you challenging the best of our warriors?""I wouldn't call that a challenge, it's a fact.""You're good with the sword and rumor has it that no one has ever won against you in a sword fight so that is your main forte.""Would you lik

Martinez's POV.The entire Luis Mansion and half the pack had begun preparations for Sofia's arrival weeks before she came. It was irritating to see them prepare so much for that class arrogant creature, I love her aura and confidence but she prided herself above most men and female werewolves were meant to succumb to the male.Our first encounter was when I had gone to her pack to get my then-substitute mate, who happened to be her cousin. She didn't spare me a glance neither was I interested in her affairs.As fate would have it, she was chosen to be my mate and this gave me joy. I'd teach her how to maintain her status as a female. I'd heard the news of her being resilient and courageous.She'd gone to war when even make would hide that she was befitting to be my Luna. I wanted the union to be done quickly so I could assume my post as the alpha of the pack. Ever since my dad died I believed that he was murdered. That has been my goal.Her anticipated arrival came and she acknowledg

Sofia's POV. I couldn't believe what had just played down in front of my eyes; he was such an arrogant and egoistic bastard. I gritted my teeth in assertion of the terrible mate the moon goddess had decided to bless me with. “I never knew he was this much of a jerk, now I understand the words that say 'All that glitters isn't gold'. He might be facially, seductively handsome, " I spoke to myself but chided myself Instantly for thinking about his features. Did I just term him a blessing? He wasn't a blessing but a curse. That wasn't a blessing at all. I couldn't believe that I found him handsome and delightful to the eye at first, unknown to me that he was a rotten scoundrel who fathoms making a joke of me. Father would have had his head for every word he spoke. Father would not stand any one hurting me, and that I was certain of. I took some steps forward and another thought entered into my mind; I had to return to my pack, what was I going to tell my father?, how was I going to

Sofia's POV.Why was he kissing my hand?, why didn't he do this during dinner in front of everyone?, why was it now? Well, if he thought that I was some defenseless female werewolf, then he was mistaken because I was confident that even if we were to wrestle;He was no match for me.I was already thinking of several ways to defend myself. Knocking him out, slashing his throat. These were murderous thoughts just because of a kiss on my knuckles. Wait… I suddenly realized that I was exaggerating about things because I wasn't used to a werewolf walking up to me and kissing my hand or having any contact at all with me. I had always had this tendency to send male werewolves away from me, I wasn't like those female werewolves who sleep around to satisfy their heat. I was trained to control myself and put all my emotions in check. It was just a kiss on the hand, not like he kissed me on the lips and anyway he was old enough to be my father;his status would not permit him to do anything w