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Chapter Six

I slammed my bedroom door shut and slouched against it falling to the floor, no longer able to hold my own weight. Ever since I had accepted Mason's rejection, a pain was surging through my entire body.

Bella immediately called everyone to tell them about what happened. Apparently, according to Emma, when a mate is rejected she or he goes through the beginning phase of the separation. When that mate then accepts the rejection the bond between them begins to break leading both wolves into the first full stage of separation.

I didn't give a crap what phase I was in I just wanted the pain to stop. The guys weren't too happy I wanted to be alone. They thought it would be better if I was with someone, but I couldn't face it. I didn't want their pity smiles or small talk. I wanted to be alone with my wolf, despite the fact she hadn't spoken to me, and deal with everything.

"Please, talk to me." I begged my wolf. It was the first time since I shifted at thirteen that she had left and I hated it. "Come on, this isn't my fault. He rejected me - no us - first, so what was I supposed to do? I had no other choice. I wouldn't let him treat us like that. To pretend we didn't exist and tell us that he hated us, to be with that girl when he knew we were standing there and he couldn't care less, he didn't care about our feelings, so why should I care about him or his wolf? Why should either of us care?" The tears fell from my eyes.

He's mine. She whimpered. And if my heart wasn't already broken, to hear my wolf sounding so weak and hurt would have no doubt broken it.

"We'll be okay." I wished those words would be true one day. "I promise."

Why didn't he want us? She asked. His wolf did, I could feel him.

Her words struck a part of me I hadn't felt before. Was it my fault we were rejected? I scoffed at my stupidity. Of course it was. Mason didn't want me because I didn't look like the eye candy that hung from his neck.

Maybe if I had been more like those girls he would have wanted me. He would have been proud to call me his mate and eventually his Luna. He wouldn't have spat those hurtful words at me or looked at me with nothing but hate and disgust.

Closing my eyes, I imagined what it would have been like if he acted different in the cafeteria. If, instead of killing me with his eyes, he would have lifted me in his arms and let everyone know I was his and he was mine. That's all I wanted, to love him and be loved in return, to have his arms wrap around me when I was cold, for him to brush away my tears and be strong for me when I was weak. Everything I would have done for him.

I could feel the silent tears stream down my face and the ache my wolf had in her heart didn't help slow them down.

God, I'm pathetic! I doubted if he was going through the pain we were, he probably couldn't feel a thing. Yet here I sat, curled up on the floor crying over someone who didn't think twice about ripping my heart out and standing all over it.

And not just once.

No.

Six times.

Was it even possible for one heart break six times? I was concrete proof that it could.

An idea popped into my head and I knew it would make my wolf feel better, not great, but better. "Want to go for a run?" She howled in response as a burst of excitement burst through me and I knew it was from her.

Taking the steps two at a time I quickly peeked behind the kitchen door to tell my parents where I was going.

My mother gazed up at me through her thick auburn hair as she ferociously stirred cake mix in a bowl. "Be careful Rainie, there is talk of Rogues running about town and there isn't a strong lead on them yet."

"Couldn't you go for a run another time?" My father asked as he folded the newspaper and placed it on the kitchen table. "Your mother is right; it's not safe out in the woods at the minute." His forehead wrinkled.

Despite the concerned looked etched on both of their faces, I shook my head. "No, she really needs to go now." My parents didn't know about Mason rejecting me and they weren't going to find out. They didn't need to know how much of a disappointment their daughter was. To have any mate reject you is bad enough, but like I said, to have an Alpha not want you is just... well, if you buried yourself under the floorboards, it still wouldn't be enough to rid yourself from the embarrassment.

My mother sighed and gave me a soft smile. "Just be careful. Stay in the boundaries, don't even cross into the Harbor Pack territory, and if there is the slightest thing that seems off, you come straight home. Do you hear me?"

I nodded. Sometimes my parents could be slightly overprotective. We always had Rogue trouble, what made this time so different? "I'll see you guys later, okay?"

"Love you, kiddo." My dad called.

"Love you too, old man." I heard a soft chuckle before the door closed.

Just me and you now. My wolf said. In seconds my clothes turned into shreds and the beautiful ash grey fur began to spout. I may not be much to look at in human form, but my wolf was incredible. The tip of my right ear was black and my tail also had flashes of black running through it. Most femmes were small, but unlike some, I didn't have Alpha blood running through me so I looked even smaller in comparison. My eyes changed a little and were now a vibrant gold with strong emerald specks.

My paws hit the ground, pounding harder against the dirt as my pace picked up. The wind howled around me as I ran deeper into the forest, and the scent of fresh pine and wild flowers washed over my senses.

I ran, not caring where I was going. I ran away the pain in my heart, the numbness of my body and the ache of my wolf. I ran until my paws became sore.

But I didn't stop. The flashes of color passed me as the shapes of the trees were blurred. I didn't concentrate on any of it instead I focused on one thing.

Mason Vermont.

His perfect face flashed in front of me, the words he taunted me with, his teasing and his rejection. Pushing harder with everything I had - everything we both had - until I came to a stop outside the familiar cabin. The run might have only been a brief release, but it felt amazing.

I padded up to the small stream next to it, my wolf needing water just as much as I had. She purred as the coolness trickled down my throat.

Lying down on the grass, I crossed my paws in front of me and rested my head on them. So much had happened in the last couple of days. The emotions I had fought with had exhausted me and all I truly wanted was to close my eyes and have a dreamless sleep.

The snapping of a twig prevented me from doing just that. It wouldn't have been heard, but with my sensitive hearing, even the smallest sound rang loud in my ears. I may not have had Alpha blood, but I had one hell of a sense of hearing. Inhaling deeply I tried to pick up on something that stood out, a smell that didn't belong in the forest. But I couldn't, all I could smell was fresh wood.

My mother's words ran through my mind. 'Rogues running about town.' Okay, I'll admit, that's the last thing I wanted to encounter right now. That was why our pack, The Shadow Pack, was allowed to share territory with The Harbor Pack. Ours wasn't strong enough to defeat a full blown Rogue attack.

Peppermint.

The second my wolf's words floated into my mind so did the scent. Lifting my head I took a quick scan of the area. Nothing seemed to be out of place.

A branch broke.

All four paws hit the ground as my body stiffened. I lowered my head as my tail hung low, my fur spiking with awareness. Please don't be a Rogue, please.

A low snarl rumbled and my eyes darted in that direction just in time to see a brown blur running at me. Springing up on my hind legs, I swiftly moved to the left, dodging the attack. From the size, I could tell it was a male wolf and with the angry growl that ripped through air, I knew he was angry.

Taking the only chance I had, I ran, but within seconds I could hear the heavy padding of the other wolf and I knew he was close. Being small meant I could easily weave through the trees, leaving the wolf behind me to take the long way around.

Leaping up over a rock, I was seconds off beat and my body was slammed against the nearest tree. I winced as the pain rolled over my already sore body. I tried to get up, but it was too late. The wolf opened his mouth to reveal his sharp and very deadly looking canines.

Reaching out I tried to claw at him, but my futile attempts had me clasping at thin air. Lowering his snout in one quick motion the wolf latched his jaw on to my shoulder and bit down causing a surge of pain to tear through my body.

No! My wolf cried as the pain struck her.

Whimpering, I lowered my head in a sign of submission, but the hold the wolf had on me didn't ease.

I had never been attacked before. Even during pack training they would nearly always have me sit out, mainly because I brought more harm to myself than my opponent. It's not like I didn't try, I just wasn't any good at it. The only moves I knew where taught by my dad, and they were basically 'get the hell out of the way' moves.

In our pack I was the scent catcher. Uncommon for wolves with no Alpha blood to have such a good sense of smell, I was proud of my skill. Though it was kind of pathetic that as a wolf, I couldn't fight.

Probably just another reason for your mate to reject you, I told myself sourly.

Too lost in thought I almost missed it when a sudden breeze of cool air ruffled my fur and I opened my eyes to find the brown wolf no longer towering over me.

Through my blurred sight, I could faintly make out two wolves thrashing around. The brown wolf that had attacked me was being held down by the throat by another wolf. And wow, was it huge. Pitch black fur with no distinguished marks. It was beautiful. By the size I knew it was another male, but compared to the brown wolf, this one had an air or power and masculinity.

He was an Alpha.

Oh crap! I wasn't in anyone's territory, I knew I wasn't. Despite not taking much notice of anything around me, I'm sure I would have noticed stepping over their border, wouldn't I?

My body tensed when a low growl echoed around me. I looked up to find two electric blue eyes staring at me, his snout turned up and his canines extended.

My wolf whimpered, but it wasn't out of fear, it was something else. Whatever it was, it upset her and I didn't like it. Baring the pain that shot through my right shoulder, I stood on all fours and lowered my head. I might have been part of a small pack, but I still knew how to respect an Alpha.

Stop whimpering. I scolded my wolf. Now isn't the time to piss off another wolf, especially not a freaking Alpha. She started to push herself closer to him, but I fought against it. Being in wolf form, it wasn't easy because she had more control over me right now.

Go to him. She practically begged.

Are you kidding me? My snout scrunched up in confusion, what is wrong with her? Just be happy he's not ripping us to shreds.

He would never hurt us. She sounded so convincing, I almost believed her. Well, that was until the beast in front of me growled again. Only this time, I wasn't afraid. I was... I didn't know what the hell I was feeling, but I didn't like it. I just wish the same could be said for my wolf.

Staring into his eyes, the intensity was beginning to drive me crazy. Why is he staring at us like that? I asked my wolf, but she was too busy purring like an idiot. I rolled my eyes causing a wolfy chuckle to echo around me from the Alpha. The hard glare he held was replaced by a mischievous glint. Oh God.

Should we run? I asked her, praying the trance he seemed to have my wolf in was over.

It wasn't.

Instead of turning on her paws and running like her tail was on fire, she used all her force to push me closer. Stop doing that. I snapped. Why, in God's name do you want to be closer to him? You're going to get us killed.

Too busy contemplating the idea of my wolf actually going insane, I had missed him padding towards me, and almost hadn't noticed when his body leapt into the air heading straight for me. I say almost because I caught the playful glint in his eyes seconds before they were inches from my own.

The wolf was on top of me, his snout inches from mine and despite the initial fear of being so close, I couldn't help notice my wolf delighting in his touch. What the hell is that about?

He then did something I don't think either of us was expecting.

He licked me.

His soft pink tongue slid up my cheek leaving a trail of fire in its absence. Our eyes widened as we stared at each other, those piercing blue eyes intently focused on my own. A wolfy laugh rumbled against me he shook his head.

Nuzzling his snout into the crook of my neck, I shivered from the sudden sparks that rippled through my body.

It was an amazing feeling.

A familiar feeling.

Almost like I was touching...

Oh, hell no.

Letting out the most vicious growl I could, which even I have to admit wasn't very vicious, I pushed back from the ground and landed on all fours. Obviously taken by surprise, he stumbled a little before regaining his composure. Dammit I wanted him to fall!

What are you doing? Go back to him. My wolf ordered.

No. I growled. He's not doing this to us again, I won't let him.

I noticed he had turned and had begun to walk away. Good, I thought, no one wants you here.

Yes we do! My wolf yelled. Before I could stop myself, I cringed at her voice. She had never yelled at me before. My wolf and I had always had a good relationship until he showed up and now it felt as if we were never on the same page.

His deep, husky voice broke me of my thoughts. "Shift." He ordered. My eyes flickered to him and I instantly felt the blush creep onto my cheeks. Mason stood tall, broad shouldered and completely naked. He held a bunch of clothes in his right hand.

I quickly looked at the ground, boring my eyes into the dirt as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. The chuckle that came from him only fuelled my anger.

"Like what you see?" His words dripped confidence. He knew exactly what he was doing to my wolf. Stupid jerk.

After a few minutes of silence, a blue shirt was dropped in front of me. I didn't bother looking up; the last thing I wanted to see was Mason in all his glory again. My wolf growled at me in disagreement.

"Relax," He said and I knew he was smirking. "I'm dressed so you can take the shirt and shift behind the tree over there."

I didn't move. I refused to. Why the hell should I do anything he says?

Because I'm an Alpha, that's why. He linked through to my mind.

Not yet you're not, dog. Okay, so it wasn't the most original insult, but I never claimed to be any good at it.

A low growl escaped his throat. One thing you don't do is piss off a wolf and I wouldn't have if the stupid thing wasn't my mate. You will not disrespect me like that, Rainie.

The shivers I got from my name rolling off his tongue so perfectly only sent my anger into full throttle. I will disrespect who I want, you're not my Alpha. You're nothing to me. I could feel my wolf fighting against me and I felt bad for shutting her away and ignoring the pain in her chest, but I wouldn't let him do that to us again, to think he could turn on the charm when he wanted. We deserved better than that.

As your mate, you will shift. His voice was strained and I knew my disregard for his orders were causing his ego to take a beating. I could see his eyes flicking from electric blue to black and back again. He wasn't only angry, he was furious. All the better.

I scoffed. You're no mate of mine. You gave up that right when you rejected me, then ignored me and then to top it all off you insulted me. If you honestly think I would do anything you say, you're a bigger idiot then I thought you were.

His body was shaking with anger, his fists were clenched at his sides and his jaw was clenched.

I had pissed off an Alpha.

He opened his mouth to speak, but I'd had enough. My wolf was yelling at me for not only disrespecting an Alpha, but also our mate and the jerk in front of me was losing control to his wolf.

God dammit, Rainie. His words were mostly growls. You have to understand why I rejected you. It's not that I wanted to hurt you,I had no intention of hurting you at first, but you needed to know that I just don't want you. How could an Alpha be with someone like you? You're not part of a strong pack, you have no Alpha blood, it just wouldn't be right. Surely you can see that, you can see that we would be better with different people.

My wolf whimpered at his words, being told she was not good enough to lead a pack would hurt the pride of any wolf and the thought of him being with someone else brought her new heartache.

Now it my turn to growl. Wouldn't be right? Are you kidding me? The only thing that stops you from having a mate is the fact that you're a selfish jerk. This has nothing to do with me not having Alpha blood, or the size of my pack. You don't want a mate because you want to carry on sleeping with whoever you want and not having a care in the world.

I padded a few steps away from him. You don't want a mate? That's fine by me because we deserve better than you. We'll find someone who loves us and isn't bothered about what people think because being with us will be the most important thing to him.

And with that I turned and ran, leaving him standing with nothing but a look of shock on his face. The painful howl that ripped through the woods caused a cold, sharp pain to tear my heart and a tear to fall from my eyes.