[II]Rejecting My Mate

"Viv?!" 

Malakai's voice shouted in shock.

I mean, he's in as much shock as I am. But he was looking a bit upset at me. Like I was here to ruin his fun. But, before getting the wrong idea... let me explain the situation. It wasn't Mal who was making out with my soulmate... No, It was my other brother Cole. The three of them are smoking pot and sitting on the edge of the water fountain. This area was closed off from the rest by hedges and it was quiet over here. And to top this off, my soul mate just so happens to be- I smelled the air as I looked them over. Beta Emmett. AKA Cole's long-term boyfriend by four years now. F.O.U.R. Years. Yeah, four years. That means this JERK off started dating someone when I LEFT THE PICTURE!? I felt a growl erupt from my throat. I mean sure... we both didn't know... BUT STILL! A-and I've known the two of them had a thing for each other for so long now I was the one fooled into thinking they were soulmates. 

Cole pulled away from Emmett with a blush on his face as he coughed out smoke. He looked at me with a friendly smile. "Hey, Viv? Wow! Mal didn't tell me you were here too," he said as friendly as he could be. All innocent. But Emmett on the other hand was already smelling the air. I could tell by the confused expresion crossing his face he didn't expect the scent as his head came face to face with me. Cole's expression fell blank as he watched the two of us and his face almost broke in tears as he got what was happening. "-I- Viv I swear I didn't know," he pleaded. Why was it Cole was apologizing? He's my brother, he doesn't have to. He looked like a little bunny as he looked towards Emmett in shock. 

My heart and stomach crumbled. I felt the liquid come up and burn as I leaned over and hurled up the punch in front of me. When I finished barfing up that toxic drink my eyes landed on Emmett with complete hatred. I felt consumed with anger, jealousy, and hate. But it was all becoming self- in bound. I wasn't going to spend anymore time on this worthless scum. 

"Tell me one thing," I hissed through my teeth at him. "Did you know?" I asked him sourly. 

All werewolves don't smell their mates until after their first transformation. You don't get your inner wolf until you meet the moon goddess in your sleep. You don't meet her until after your first night asleep in wolf form.

So what I'm asking him is, did he already smell who I was when we met before I went to college. Before my first transformation. Before I had this moment meeting him.

I was very good at smelling a lie. 

"No," he whispered. His eyes teared up as he went to stand up. Emmett was now walking towards with his arms out to protect himself. "I-I swear," he told me. "I didn't know it was you."

'LIAR,' Arwen growled out. I suddenly smelled blood. Emmett knelt down in pain and I wondered then as the blood smelled like his. Was she hurting his wolf? 'YOU SLEPT WITH THAT OTHER WOLF! YOU HAVE BEEN UNFAITHFUL! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?' Arwen asked with a sadness in her voice. My eyes flashed gold and I could see her red furred spirit barring teeth into another darker wolf spirit. She was pissed. I'm pissed.

"Are you two fucking serious?" Emmett growled out- his eyes also gold as he glared me down."Tell her to back down!" He commanded with the only authority he had- he was an beta. My beta. I nodded at Arwen as she backed away from his wolf. Blood seemed to spill out of her mouth. She howled in pain, because I was emotionally in pain.

"Yes she is," I said softly towards him. 

"What for!? Because the Luna told you fairy tales when you met her? That one day you would find your soulmate?" He asked harshly. "Well now that you have, you see I've been enjoying my freedom while waiting for you. I've done nothing wrong."

"You have!" I yelled. "You, broke a code of oath. Passed down by generations in the werewolf code. Soulmates are supposed to be loyal to one another."

He broke out then into unexpected tears. 

"Then why are you my mate?" He asked me suddenly. "I'm not attracted to you. Only to your scent."

My body felt sore as I pushed back the urge to puke. My eyes landed on Mal and Cole's shocked expressions as they were whitnessing this. I looked back at Emmett and shook my head. I too, found no attraction now to him. He was a monster in my eyes. Unfaithful. Nondesireable. 

"I, I must confess... Four years ago I smelled you were my mate... but..." He trailed off in shame and lowered his eyes. "I've never been attracted to girls." He admitted as he looked over his shoulder at Cole. "But Cole on the other hand," he said. I felt the puke come back up as I leaned over and chunks came flying out. "We've been loyal to each other. Can you grant me blessings in being his ma-" I held up my hand to stop him from talking. I looked towards Cole. 

Cole's eyes were filled with tears and shame of his own. Like his whole world was going to end. 

Mal got up quickly and rushed suddenly to my side as I felt my knees giving up. I wrapped an arm around him as he helped me stand up. "Viv?" He asked me softly in my ear. "Are you okay? Can I take you home?" He asked me. He looked back at Emmett in anger. "I'll be telling Alpha Brendon about this and I hope he suspends you from your duties as Beta. You've dishonored the moon goddess and this pack," he growled through his teeth before looking at Cole. "And you? YOU'RE NO BROTHER OF MI-"

Oh Mal, he's never been so caring before for me. He's even threatening to disown his favorite brother? I had to stop him from finishing that. 

"No Mal, he's done nothing wrong," I told him. "He didn't know, look at him." I motentioned to our broken hearted brother. My eyes landed on Emmett. I had to finish this once and for all. 

"Listen carefully, I Vivenne Blair Ivanova from pack Scarlet Nightwalkers... Reject You, Emmett Benjamin Sawyer Beta of Scarlet Nightwalkers. We could never work out as mates. I would never want you as a mate," I told him. My heart felt like it was going to burst as I fell into Mal's arms. My eyes looking into Emmett's. "Do you accept?" I asked. "Say it!"

His next words cut like daggers to his scent. 

"I accept," he barely whispered.