Chapter 4

Eros’s face suddenly turned grim as he took in who I was. He scoffed, like he was staring at a joke. And I knew that he knew. He could smell it, and he could feel the pull.

All of a sudden, he grabs my hands, walking us to the crowd, not even bothering to look at me. And that was when I began to sense something bad was about to happen. I tried to remove my hands from his grip, but it was too starting.

We reached the crowd, and Eros pulled me forward, still not looking at me. The other werewolves around us seemed to sense that something was off, and they grew quiet as we approached.

Finally, Eros stopped and turned to face me. His expression was cold and hard, and I could feel my heart sinking in my chest.

As Eros's grip on my hands tightened, I could feel the tension in the air. The other werewolves around us were watching with a mixture of curiosity and unease. I tried to pull away, but his hold was too strong.

"What's going on, Alpha Eros?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly.

He didn't answer, just kept walking us towards the center of the crowd. I could sense that something was about to happen, something bad. My heart was racing as we approached the other werewolves, all of whom had fallen silent.

Finally, Eros stopped and turned to face me. His expression was cold and hard, and I could feel my stomach drop. Something was very wrong.

"I have something to show you," he said, his voice low and menacing.

"Sira," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "What are you doing here?" Eros questioned, like he hasn’t been the one to drag me to the middle of the crowd. I swallowed. This was bad.

I tried to speak, but my words caught in my throat. I could see the disgust in his eyes, and I knew that he didn't want me as his mate.

"Alpha," I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. "I know that we've had our differences, but please don't reject me. I can feel the pull between us. You must feel it too." I didn’t know how I felt. But i didn’t want to mateless. I wanted to be given a chance.

But Eros just shook his head, his expression unchanged. "I feel nothing for you, Sira," he said, his voice biting. "You mean nothing to me. I have no desire to be mated to you."

My heart was pounding in my chest as I tried to speak to him, to plead with him to accept me as his mate. But the words wouldn't come out, my throat felt tight and constricted with every breath.

Eros's gaze was cold and unfeeling, and I felt a wave of humiliation wash over me. Here I was, exposing my vulnerability to the man who had just moments before rejected me in front of the entire pack.

I felt the eyes of the other werewolves on me, and I knew that they were judging me. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks as I struggled to keep my composure.

"Eros," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Please, don't reject me. I know that we've had our differences, but I can feel the pull between us. You must feel it too."

His eyes narrowed, and I could see the anger in his face. "You think that just because we're werewolves, we're obligated to be mated?" he spat. "I don't want you, Sira. I never will."

Tears welled up in my eyes, and I felt a sob building up in my chest. This was my worst nightmare, to be rejected by the man I had always wanted. And to have it happen in front of everyone was more than I could bear.

"Eros, please," I pleaded, my voice trembling. "I don't want to be mateless. Please give me a chance." It was pathetic, but i begged. I couldn’t imagine anything worse.

And then he addressed the crowd.

“Hello ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for being here tonight. Today, I found my mate, which happens to be this person right next to me. And i also want to do happy reject her.” Eros said, as the crowd gasped, staring at the scene unfolding.

“I reject you, Sira. I don’t want anything to do with you.” Eros said, smirking a little bit at me. “You’re too ugly for me.”

I felt like the ground was falling out from under me. All the hope and excitement I had felt earlier in the night was replaced by a deep sense of shame and rejection. I couldn't believe that he was doing this to me in front of everyone, humiliating me in front of the entire pack.

The other werewolves around us had fallen silent, watching us with curiosity and pity. I wanted to run away, to escape this nightmare, but my legs felt like they were made of stone. I didn’t know when i fell to my knees.