21

Amelia Pov.

I stared into spaces on the bed after he left. I was filled with the thought of the unknown and how slowly my wolf had begun to crave and yearn for him.

I felt doubt and uncertainty between me and my wolf, questioning myself and my thoughts. Deep down, I could not bear to accept the fact that he is my mate.

Yes,Yes I was scared of rejection,scared that he might want to make fun of me. I knew from the very beginning that we were both just having fun with each other, but I'm still scared of accepting his rejection.

"Don't cry,Mate is going to be fine. He won't reject us; he needs us." My wolf mutters to me sadly. She tried as much as possible to comfort me.

"He won't reject us, nor would he accept us, you know." I retort back, angry at my wolf for still going soft over the man who is willing to reject us and who had just ditched us out to follow his best friend, as he claims.

"Don't be too upset. Mate is going through a lot, and He can't just welcome us in the second time,