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A painful twist hit me when I saw the familiar number on the screen. It took me a few long seconds before I finally answered. Owen's voice came through the line, distant and flat. "Vanessa just broke up with her boyfriend, so we're not inviting anyone's partner tonight. I don't want you to show up and make her feel worse." I bit my lip so hard I could taste the blood, that sharp, metallic tang grounding me at the moment. Whatever Owen said next was drowned out. I fought to ignore the pain and maintained a calm tone as I interrupted him, "Got it. I won't be there. Actually, I've got a work trip to Faldora, so I won't be around anyway."

It’s cracked, grimy, and currently displaying four unread notifications: two from my bank (rude), one from Chad, and one from my landlord that simply says: ‘Have you considered selling used underwear?’ Delete. Delete. Trauma delete. I open the job app with the same energy as someone re-downloading Tinder after a breakup. It’s all pyramid schemes and jobs with the words “vibrant sales environment,” which we all know translates to free labour. I scroll. And scroll. And scroll. Somewhere between “dog psychic assistant” and “energy drink ambassador (must wear costume),” I find it. IMMEDIATE HIRE. NO BACKGROUND CHECK. LOVES KIDS A PLUS.

she wasn’t even embarrassed she was so open with this stuff. “Well don’t stress dad beat you to and I’m good, honest, no grand pups coming from me anytime soon” I winked and my mother just laughed. After dinner and homework, I crashed in my bad feeling drained from the events of the past two days. My phone had been going off all night with messages from Jenny, yeah today was a bad choice. Needing to make it clear I wasn’t interested in her, maybe I could hook up with Venessa or Rebecca at the party, they were always down for a casual thing. If jenny sees me with one of them, she would get the point. Yeah, I’m an arse but honestly, I just didn’t want anything serious and I can only tell a gir

"Must be nice though. Two Alphas fighting over you." I open my mouth to correct her, to lay out exactly how untrue that framing is, how none of this was something I asked for or wanted, how being rejected in front of two hundred people doesn't magically become romantic just because someone else happened to notice. The words are right there, ready to spill out in careful, reasonable detail. I stop myself. Barely. "I need to get to the clinic," I say instead, and walk away before I can undo my own restraint.

I ask. “Kate, I never expected this. I don’t want this, I am going to reject her,” he says shockingly. “What we have is special to me, I can’t accept her,” he concludes. Looking at me, for what I don’t know. An endorsement? Happiness that he’s rejecting someone for me. I don’t know what he wants.

I don't need that pain. "How do you know he'll reject you? He may be exactly what you need to put some of this behind you." Raven lectures me. She does this a lot when I think about the possibility of a mate. She's worried I'll be so scared of being unwanted that I'll reject him, so he doesn't have the chance to reject me first. I have thought about it, but I honestly don't know how I will react until the time comes.

“He thought this would save him.” Freeda leaned back in her chair, eyes scanning the office, the donors’ list, the lines of green, amber, and gray showing progress. “No. He thought this would save the version of him that still wanted to be invited into decent rooms.” Kris nodded slowly, pen tapping the notebook. “And?” Freeda looked at the comments climbing under her post, then at the donor sheet still open, then at the fund page with her name at the top. “And I still refuse him,” she said.

Priyamvada just dismissed the servant and call someone. "Hello, did you send the next clip to him. He should only see what i want him to see.yes send that fractional clip which you made from the original one. Yes you'll get your money soon yes." She cut the call and look at nandini with evil smirk. Nandini was just laying unconscious.

It will be interesting, but I doubt that it will be fun. Haakon greets me with a friendly smile. The pony that I tended too on my arrival is in a nearby paddock and trots over to the fence. I move to the wooden railing and stroke my hand along her neck. I will not cry. I will not allow myself to cry. I have been unwanted my entire life. This is no different. After giving myself a moment to come to terms with not being wanted, once again, I resume my daily chores. I remain busy for the rest of the day and again avoid both men. Ignoring the dragons is harder since I have a connection with one that both are using.

She wanted me to calm down, but I just couldn’t. I hurried to pack up my belongings in hopes of making a quick escape. I’d be doing us both a favor. I still didn’t really want a mate and it was doubtful that he’d want me as a mate. It had only been 2 weeks since the last mate's rejection. I tried to act tough about it but Maya and I still hurt. It sucks to know you’re not wanted. And that someone thinks you’re trash when they know absolutely nothing about you. I handled the first rejection well enough. Why can’t I cope with even the thought of this one?