The Rejected Mate
"From my pack."
Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Your pack?" he repeated. "You mean there are more of you?"
I nodded. "Yes. I was...I was their mate. But they rejected me."
Lucas frowned. "Rejected you?" he said, his voice softening. "What do you mean?"
I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. "They...they didn't want me. I wasn't good enough for them."
Lucas didn't say anything for a long moment, but I could feel his eyes on me. "I'm sorry," he said finally. "That must have been hard."