Laim
I watched how my brother took care of his mate, a hot pain seared my heart. Feeling the pains from six weeks ago, like it was just yesterday. The day I met my mate, the day she rejected me. The pain was so fierce that I thought I was going to die. I never told anyone and I never will, but when Ezekiel found his mate all those wrapping pains intensified. I felt hate for the first time, as I wondered why. Why was I rejected and my brother not?
My mate was beautiful with long blonde hair, soft blue eyes, light pink lips, and a small luscious body. She was an omega of our pack, her name was Faith. What a beautiful name. But the moment we scented each other at my eighteenth birthday, she pulled me aside. I thought we were going to sneak off and mess around. But she told me she couldn’t
