Chapter 4
“My name is Zara Owens. If you are going to reject me, at least you should know my name,” I said in a dry tone.
‘Little wolf. You must be mistaken. I do not plan on rejecting you” He retorted, walking towards me as I furrowed my eyebrows, confused by what he just said.
“You won’t?”
“No, litle wolf” His lips turned up into a smile as I swallowed hard, looking into his eyes, wondering why he wasn’t going to reject me.
“I was just shocked. I didn’t think I would ever have to meet my y mate,” he said, rubbing his hands together as 1 closed my eyes, listening to the two wolves in my head argue.
Then fucking reject him so we can find my mate,” Paris hissed in the back of my head as I sighed heavily, lowering my head.
“Is everything okay?” He asked, with a look of concern on his face as he came closer to where I was sitting.
“I need to tell you something,” I said to him as he put his hands in his pockets, waiting for what I had to say to him,
Shaking my head as I faked a smile.
My emotions right now were all over the place.
“What is it, little wolf?” He said, coming closer to where I was as he held both of my hands. My voice shuddered as 1 looked into his eyes.
I felt lighting jolts in my body, sparks on my hand as I looked in his eyes….
“The man… I have…” I was about to say when someone let out a low growl, making us turn to the man who just walked into the room.
How long has he been standing by the door?
Black hair, a quiff haircut, hazel eyes, commanding aura and a well–chiselled jawline, about 6’5 feet tall and a scar on the neck.
He must be the Lycan king!
My heart raced as my eyes
y eyes met with the most beautiful greenish–grey eyes. He was in a black suit and white shirt with a few buttons left open, standing at over 6.3 feet
His short hair was combed back, hands in his pockets as I exhaled heavily
“Yes!” Paris exclaimed as she saw him.
- I could feel a rejection coming as I looked at the man who had just walked in. In just 72 hours, my life e was a rollercoaster.
Was he going to reject me? I hope not. I would hate to see Paris being broken after being rejected.
Yes. This man who just walked into the room was Paris’s mate
“Yes! Finally! He wants us!”
Paris yelped as I chuckled softly, smiling vividly as I followed Daisy. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
I have never seen her get excited over something like this. But my only hope was he wouldn’t reject us.
I walked up
the stairs to the office, and I could hear Micah and Mateo arguing.
“No! I will never accept such a weak woman” Micah hissed as I stopped in my tracks, my heart racing as I heard that.
“Come on Micah! She’s our mate” Mateo tried to reason with him.
“What?” Paris was shocked.
“She’s a fucking omega. I told you I don’t need a mate! I am fine with my life right now,” Micah growled, as tears filled my eyes.
“Who the hell are you!” A woman’s voice came behind me as I turned around, looking at the two women behind me.
The lady on the right was in a dark grey dress that went up to her knees, her dirty blond hair combed up into a messy bun. She had a pointy nose and perfectly proportioned lips.
The one on the left was in a pair of blue jeans, a white t–shirt and sneakers. She had shoulder–length dark hair with downward–turned lips, her face with no emotions..
“Luna Summer,
Ms Kate Daisy bowed her head before them as I furrowed my eyebrows
“Luna?” I raised a brow
“I asked you who this is and why is she up here,” the one in the dress said.
My heart was pounding so hard, feeling like I didn’t hear her correctly.