The Rejected Mate

Matthew and I have come out for a run, we are sitting on a broken wooden log which overlooks the stream and the waterfall. It's so peaceful here, the chirping of the birds and flapping of their wings accompanied by the sound made by the crickets. The water from the waterfall falls on to the stream in a steady pace never once breaking the rythum which causes ripples to form on the water in a circular motion

We have been sitting in silence for the past half hour just looking into the scenery before us, both lost in our own thoughts.

"Do you ever miss her?" I break the silence by asking the question. he knows who I'm talking about, his mate.

Its silent for a few moments apart from the chirping of birds and swaying of trees as the wind passes by, Matthew hasn't answered my question and I thought he never will, but a small smile plays on his face and replies "Everyday", still looking forward the stream.

I'm not at all jealous that he still misses and loves her, my mate rejected me and that's painful enough but I couldn't fathom the pain he might have gone through when his mate and unborn child were brutally killed by those filthy rogues.

"Does it hurts now? Like how it did before" I ask him .

He looks towards me and replies "No it doesn't, you learn to live with the pain over time eventually. You become weak and vulnerable due to loosing someone you love, you think that you can't never ever get out of that pit of darkness that sorrounds you, but the first thing you should understand is that being vulnerable doesn't make you weak it makes you the strongest, because for you are strong enough to show this whole world your vulnerability and that you're not afraid of it, infact you embrace it and you are willing to fight even though there's no reason left to" It feels as if he's not only talking about but something else like it's an indication from him to me.

When Matthew and I reached the pack house we find that Courtney and Alex have arrived. Currently Courtney and I are preparing something for all four of us to eat as the boys are watching a soccer game in the living room.

"Courtney" I call her as she looks away from her chopping board of onions towards me, her eyes are watering and I laugh.

"Bitch, you better shut up or I'll shove this fucking onion down your throat" She practically growls and I gulp at her warning. I raise my hands in a surrender motion and say "Sorry", still trying to stiffle my laughter by hiding behind my hair.

"You better be" her eyes stays narrowed at me for a few moments and then she smiles, and I look at her wierdly.

Wow I guess someone is on their period or her inner bridezilla is making an appearance, I think.

I almost forgot that I haven't asked Courtney about the wedding since I've arrived.

"Who all are the bridesmaid’s?" I ask her and she replies while continuing to chop the onions "Some of the pack she-wolves I've befriended over the years“and I nod my head.

"And what about the best man?" I ask her curiously and Courtney stills and turns towards me with a guilty look and I brush it off and ask "is it Matthew?" I ask her excitedly.

"I'm sorry okay, I know you might not be happy with what I'm going to say, you know how Alex and him are friends and I just didn't want to throw your under the bus, and I knew you haven't told Alex or your parents about you finding your Mate and that he's the-" Courtney speaks in a hurry with a worried look on her face

"No, I am the bestman" a new voice joins in on our conversation and my body stills hearing his voice, I close my eyes and turn towards the direction of the voice, all the while praying that it's not who I'm guessing it is be to, I open my eyes and my hazel brown eyes meet grey ones.

Great, I'm doomed.

I turn towards Courtney and flash her an 'I'm going to kill you' look.