My rejected mate

Dwayne's P.O.V

Wolf:"Dwayne! Don't you feel her?"

Leaning against my car, I was struggling to hold my wolf down as he stirred to escape from my control. I tried to push him behind me, but he reacted more resistant.

Damn it! I couldn't find any other way to solve his over excitement other than chaining up this rutting wolf.

Wolf:"It's her! There she is!"

And there she was... I stood there with my eyes wide open, staring at the woman who was making my wolf crazy.

I could certainly feel that fatal attraction, and the moment I looked up, my eyes are suddenly widened and easily locked on the woman who was driving my wolf crazy.

The moment our eyes met, tingling sparks crawled down my skin with addictive pleasure.

Long black hair stuck out of her hoodie and hung down to her waist. Her beautiful blue-gray eyes stared at me with wide-open eyes, as if she was sucking me into her eyes at that moment, making it impossible to take my eyes off her.

My eyes soon rested on her tantalizing red lips which she nibbled on, while what I wanted more is to bite them myself.

The sweet smell of her vanilla lingered in my nostrils and I declared that from today onwards vanilla became my favorite smell.

Mate!

The word popped out of my mind as I stay staring at her. I grabbed the door of my car harder to keep myself from claiming her. My wolf whimpered in excitement and joy as he stared at our beautiful mate. How can someone look so perfect with hoodies and sneakers! She was hiding her beauty behind her hood trying not to stand out from the crowd.

I was about to take a step toward her when reality hits me.

She's a human, but weak humans don't deserve to be my mate.

That idea itself made me stop my track. A slight growl escaped my throat as I stared at her, a brush of anger started surfacing in my head. I can feel my wolf starting to surface but I blocked him out. I knew he won't do any good once he reveals himself.