Meeting your mate is supposed to be an amazing experience. Getting rejected by him, however, is a different story.When he said he’d never marry a werewolf, I thought it was a joke. I’m the alpha among the wolves, always the one doing the rejecting, so being rejected was a whole new experience for me.Two years later, when he showed up again, he thought he could ease my pain. He thought we could go from enemies back to lovers. He thought the chemistry between us would be enough to mend things.His eyes locked onto mine, trying to bribe me with his face and body, but I figured it was all in vain—Let me make it clear, my love. I’ll never forgive someone who’s rejected me.