Zion

My palms are sweaty, my head spinning, my eyes burning, and my mind running though a thousand of different questions.

Eyes are focused around me, the whole room silent, the atmosphere tense as I don’t know what to think. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to say.

“Well?”

My focus goes back to him, those pale green eyes staring back at me as every ounce of me begs to run. “Are you going to accept, or be pathetic?”

The watchers gasp, my jaw clenching as the beast within me dares to escape and display possession, to display that he is mine. “Goddess, Sybil, just accept it,” the girl next to him hisses, her eyes scanning me with a predator-like glare.

Natalie Simmons, the natural beauty of the pack, the girl who I thought was always a friend. Until today, until she realized someone else threatened her future role, her future title.

As my eyes begin to water, I look back to him, the pressure of all those watching me causing me to try and figure out my response faster. “Do you, Sybil Black, accept the rejection of Alpha Sebastian David’s of Shadow Woods?” He asks, that voice causing my wolf to feel the wanting of her mate, threatening to break loose and claim him.

“I-I,” I sob, holding a hand up to my mouth as the tears begin. “I accept your-your rejection.” My heart splits in two as the pain I’ve only heard about begins within me.

“Then I hear by deem you, Sybil Black, as rogue.”