His Rejected Half-Blood MateAt the full moon party before our marking ceremony, my mate Lucas got wasted.
I went to pick him up, just like we agreed.
Only to walk in on him burying his face in his first love’s neck, marking her with his scent.
"Don't ever leave me again, Willow. My wolf only wants you."
His first love shot me a triumphant smirk and shoved him into my arms.
"Your mate is here. You should go."
But Lucas, hiding behind his drunkenness, just looked at me with disgust.
"You're the only one for me, Willow! She's just some lowly half-blood Omega. She's just my ride home, don't worry about her."
I swallowed my humiliation and took him home, only to find out he wasn't drunk at all.
He claimed he only said those things to appease Willow, for the sake of her pack's power.
I just turned away.
So on the day we were supposed to be bound for life, I ran.
If Lucas was still hung up on his first love, then I would grant him his wish and disappear.
But I never expected that after I left, he would lose his mind, crying and begging for me to come back.