Rejected By My Soulmate
Justine Leung
Rejected By My Soulmate
By Justine Leung
Rejected By My Soulmate
Justine Leung
Copyright 2012, Justine Leung
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I’d like to dedicate this story to my two best friends Emily and Shirley. You guys have supported me all through this journey and I just love you guys.
Table Of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Epilogue
Chapter 1
“Just look at her, tangled brown hair, brown eyes, disgusting fashion sense; just think, who the hell would want her,” I heard from behind me.
I turned my head halfway back, shooting daggers at the school sluts who were chatting away about me. As if they were to talk; the clothes they're wearing-no, I can't even consider those as clothes. They seem to be just a few pieces of fabric covering parts of them up.
“Hey Bev! Over here!” one of my best friends, Lara chirped, waving from our regular lunch table.
I rolled my eyes at her idiocy, how could I not know where to go if we've been sitting at the exact same spot for the last four- "Ah!" I shrieked as I stumbled on my shoelaces.
Within the next second, an arm wrapped around my waist, steadying me, "Whoa there, careful," a familiar husky voice whispered.
"Thanks," I mumbled blushing as I looked up at Brian, who happens to be the one who saved me from my 'trip-fall-die' moment and from spilling my lunch on a bunch of stuck up bitches.
Brian's a friend who I used to date, but ended up with a mutual break-up which happened at a perfect time because soon after that he had found his mate. Who not to mention happens to be extremely sweet.
"No problem, klutz," he chuckled as he waved off the barbies who were currently glaring at me.
He was right, I'm a klutz; I always trip, slip and injure myself, but thank god I still somehow managed to have phenomenal (as people put it) skills at fighting. Which has settled me as the third-in-command/trainer of the pack, ever since I first shifted when I just turned sixteen.
"Shut up," I growled at him as I punched his arm with my hands which were now free, since he took my tray of food after he helped me.
He just chuckled again, shaking his head as he handed me my tray when we arrived at my lunch table.
"See yuh," he muttered not before nodding at my brother, Lara, Madi, Austin at their presence. Along with that, he kissed the top of my head before leaving to join his friends and mate for lunch.
I gently slid my tray beside Erik's and started butt-nudging him over to his seat, not knowing why he was in mine...again. He stuck his tongue out at me, before playfully shoving me and getting in his seat more comfortably. After dropping my bag on the seat, I sat down, finally looking up to find a sight I would question. There in front of me was Austin glaring at the direction Brian went, I believe if Brian was still standing nearby, there would've been a hole that was burnt through him. What's with him?
"Yo Austin, who you glaring at?" my best friend/Erik's mate/Austin's adopted sister asked.
Lara was adopted from the orphanage when she was three. The Lane's decided to take her in since Jennifer, Austin's mom, had always wanted a baby girl, but was unable to give birth to any more children after Austin. It just so happened they had picked a baby 'pup'.
“Nothing… I mean, no one,” Austin mumbled as he snapped out of his thoughts.
Shrugging and not giving a damn, I picked up my fork, ready to dig into my lunch. I was starving. Exactly a second before my fork stabbed the piece of meatball on the plate, Erik slapped it away. I glared at my brother, what’s with him? Slowly I moved my hand to pick up the fork again, as I held his gaze. Then as quick as I can, I stabbed the meatball. Smiling, I raised the piece of food to my mouth. Just as the it was about to make contact with my lips, Erik quickly slapped it away again .
"What the hell is wrong with you!" I growled, gritting my teeth.
"Gotta watch that temper of yours, sis!" he chuckled. "Or else no one would want you..." he trailed off, getting lost in thoughts.
Within the next millisecond I started pinching his cheeks. "What did you say?" I shouted. Lara, who was sitting on his lap, turned around to help me pinch his other cheek.
Madi, who also decided to join in, held Erik's hands behind his back, so he couldn't move since his legs were pretty much trapped under the lunch tables anyways. Erik who tried to speak, failed miserably-without realizing he couldn’t move his mouth much-settled with a lousy pout.
"D, cut him some embarrassment," another voice whispered from behind us, causing a slight shiver to travel down my spine.
I turned around to face Austin. When did he even get up and out of his seat? Also, he's lucky he only called me D and not Denise; ‘cause if he did, I would've given an attempt to murder him. Don't even bother questioning why I hate being called Denise.
"Don't tell me what to do!" I snapped, finally releasing my grip on my brother’s cheeks.
“I was just saving you from the unwanted attention." Austin replied pulling Madi away from Erik.
As soon as everyone released him, Erik scowled rubbing his red cheeks, while glaring at me.
I just shrugged and picked up my fork again, this time managing to stuff the spaghetti into my mouth.
"You're a terrible sister." Erik muttered, still rubbing his cheeks.
Okay, so maybe I forgot that I was a terribly strong person, but hey, he's a beta, shouldn't he be just a tad be stronger than me?
"Love you too." I muffled with my mouth full.
"Dude, that’s disgusting! Don’t talk with your mouth full!” my brother scolded, while running his hands up and down my best friend's arms.
Brrr. It’s those little lovey-dovey actions that make me want to gag.
"None of your beeswa-a-ack!" A piece of spaghetti got caught in my throat, causing me to choke.
Eyes filled with concern, Austin rushed towards me and started patting my back as Madi quickly unscrewed the cap off of a bottle of water for me to drink.
As I chugged down the water, I suddenly realized there was a tingling sensation, trickling down my spine again; causing me to shiver.
"Aw fuck." I heard Austin mutter under his breath.
My brother and my two friends raised an eyebrow at us.
"Bev, are you cold or is it that you sense your ma-"
"It's Au-"
"No, she hasn't found her mate yet." Austin answered for me, placing a hand over my mouth and cutting my brother off.
What? B-but he is my mate though. Being pissed off and doing what I have a habit of, when somebody was stupid enough to cover my mouth with their hands, I bit Austin's palm. Or should I say my mate's... how could I not have noticed before and why did he lie to my brother? Better ask him later.
"Shit! What the hell? Dammit Beverly, did you have to do that?" he s
creamed rubbing his palms-trying to get rid of the teeth marks-which just ended up making it more red.
I burst into fits of giggles. Sighing, Austin shook his head and took a seat. "You still haven't answered my question."
"What question?" I asked, covering my mouth with my hand, so I could swallow properly.
"The biting one," he replied, grabbing a bottle of orange juice and twisting the cap open.
Ew, orange juice.
"Aust, you should know me well enough to know that if someone puts their nasty hands over my mouth, I’ll bite," I stated while rolling my eyes.
He sat there emotionlessly, and then nodded after a minute. "Touché."
I grinned as I picked up my plate and washed down the rest of my lunch.
You see, I don't have the best of manners, nor am I a girly-girl when I’m in front of my friends. It must be Erik's fault. I've been hanging out with him too often and old habits die hard; especially if you love sports and watched games with your brother and his friends.
"Sometimes, I'm not sure if you're a girl," Erik blurted out, watching me with his face scrunched up.
"Well, the fact that I wasn't born with a dick, makes me sure I'm a girl."
"True, but you could be-"
"Quit it Erik, Beverly's a girl and you know it," Austin said, saving my brother from having me throw a tantrum at him.
"Fine, side with her!" he shouted angrily, turning his head away from the two of us and munched on his food.
After Erik's words, all five of us just sat and ate in silence.
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Finally after god knows how long it has been, the bell rang, signalling us lunch has ended and we should get to class. Getting up to chuck my tray to the side, I felt a body approach me. I turned around to find Austin looking at me, unsure.
"Bev, can I have a word with you?" I nodded and followed him to the side. Standing in an uncomfortable position, Austin stood there watching me.
"You wanted to say..."
"I'm sorry I accidentally shocked you before," he apologized.
Wait what?
‘Accident? It was on purpose! To show our bond!' my wolf wanted to scream out.
A shot of pain hit my chest as I stared at him.
"But you're my mat-"
"Mate? Oh god! You, my mate? Hell no!" He laughed, tears soon to spill from his eyes.
Was I too ugly to be his mate? Did he not want me?
"Austin I was serious..." My voice was starting to crack.
"Liar. Are you really that desperate?" he asked as he turned around, walked away, laughing.
I stood there by myself, humiliated. People were shaking their heads at me as I dropped down to the ground, crying. The truth was hard. To know that the one who you’ve waited and wanted your entire life, doesn’t want you...hurts. But I guess what everybody says is true-. Suddenly I stopped crying. You know what? Screw him, he’s just a heartless bastard.
Austin Lane, you're gonna regret rejecting me… maybe even a tad bit of changes to myself would help?
