The Grateful Rejection novel Chapter 2

***TRIGGER WARNING****

My day couldn't get any worst, I thought to myself as I exit the car. I took a deep breath trying to calm the fear that was swirling inside me. I heard approaching footsteps making me stiff, "Let's go" he said and wrapped his arms around my waist. I closed my eyes and put my head down in shame and walked along with him.

Justin Adams, the beta of our pack and my biggest tormentor. He is the guy your grandma praises for being a gentleman in such a generation and your friends drool over for being this handsome. If he wasn't the disgusting vile being,, then maybe... Maybe I would have been attracted to him too. Who doesn't want to be with a man with silky black hair, killer green eyes and drool worthy body?

If you think my family is bad think again. I was 15 when Justin who was 19 started showing me interest. For a child how was never shown love, it meant the world to me, I was finally revived and thought that maybe someone did really love me after all. So I started spending my time with him, I never even bothered that we'd be all close in private but act like strangers in public, it was my biggest mistake. He started touching me inappropriately in places I never wanted to be touched. Sometimes when we would just sit together on the bed talking or making out, his hands would slip inside my t-shirt or pants and he'd just be very rough with me. In his defense he said that when someone loves another, they do things like this all the time.1

When he said he loved me, I was over the moon. I threw all the doubts out of the window and did whatever he wanted me to do but he never went far from that.

But soon I started getting uncomfortable when he ask-- ordered me to strip for him or even lay naked beside him. I was horrified, every bone of my body wanted to repulse his touch. Things escalated on my 16th birthday when he offered to take my virginity.

When he said that I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in it and started throwing up, abhorrence had clogged my throat and I cried,, I cried till I was numb. He banged the door open and pulled me up to his chest. I can still feel his repugnant breath when he threatened to leak my nudes that he took when I was asleep beside him. I begged him on my knees to leave me alone,, I cried begging for mercy but I was shown none.

Having no other option I had to give him the only that I thought nobody could take from me, my dignity. A part of me me had died that day as I payed numb from the pain and humiliation after he was done with me. I hated how my body reacted to all the things he did to me,, I moaned his name, I moaned for more, I moaned for him. I was utterly disgusted but I loved him. Or so I thought I did, but his torment didn't just stop there. Even after taking my everything he wanted more, he wanted to have complete possession of me. Months after my birthday he became more possessive and violent, I still don't know why. Whenever he used to be in a sour mood, he'd come to my house, in my room and beat me untill I was black and blue. And my lovely parents know everything but never once helped me, even then I used to beg for their scraps of love.8

Everyday I could cry and beg to the moon goddess to end my misery. I'd spend hours in the shower telling myself to be strong, that things will end soon. It never did. It only got worst.

I was pulled closer to him, his breath fanning my ears, "And remember what we talked about. Don't. Ever. Look. At. Another. Man." He threatened and his grip on my waist tightened making a stray of tear leak out of my eyes. I nodded my head still with my head down. He grabbed him jaw in his hand and made me look into his eyes, "Words. Use words" he gritted his teeth, his eyes getting darker by seconds. Afraid of what he'll do here in a lonely parking lot, I kept my hand on his chest and caressed it, "I won't look at anyone but you" I said softly faking love in my eyes for him. He took a deep breath and put his head in my neck, taking in my scent. I felt so much of loath for myself for even doing this, I just wish I soon find my mate and he would take me away from these.. things.

"Good, remember that you're mine!" He growled making me close my eyes in defeat. I hummed and tried to push his off me, I could feel his excitement poking my stomach, I hated it. I don't wanna do anything with him, "Justin.. we're in public" I tried to reason but he kept on placing kisses on my shoulder, "Justin.. please.. not here..please!" The desperation could clearly be seen in my voice. I wanted to get away from him, even if it's for a few seconds.

"Fine, but I will come tonight" he said trying to be seductive but I could help but feel disgust. I gave him a fake smile and nodded, "Let's go, we don't want to upset the alphas" I said and walked fast to the private terminal.

I stood holding the card that said Mr. And Mrs. Schumach while Justin who was standing too close to me was holding another card that said with Mr and Mrs Smith. I was told that both these families are alphas and I must not in any circumstances probe the couples. As if I had no other business than that.

All of a sudden my wolf seemed to be on the edge. She is impatiently walking up and down. Werewolves cannot talk to their inner wolf, they can only feel the emotions they are feeling. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as my body started to tingle out of nowhere and my heart started to beat faster, "You okay there? Your heart is beating fast" Justin commented. I looked up to him and fake smiled, "Nothing just my wolf wanting to go out for a run" I lied effortlessly. We heard approaching foot steps, I looked at the narrow terminal with a poker face.