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"“Mate.” They said it together. One word. Like a verdict. I laughed, breathless. “You’re joking, right? Atlas, Axel… this isn’t funny.” Atlas slammed the office door shut behind me. Axel didn’t look away, not even once. “Little bird,” Atlas said softly, and my heart betrayed me by racing. “You felt it too.” “I did,” I whispered. “So why do you look like that?” Axel exhaled hard. “Because wanting you and choosing you are two different things.” That was when panic crawled up my spine. “What does that even mean?” Atlas swallowed. “Say it, Axel.” “I, Axel Grimm—” “And I, Atlas Grimm—” “We reject you, Harley Grace Ashwood, as our mate and future Luna.” The room tilted. “You called me in here just to destroy me?” I laughed, sharp and ugly. “You spent months protecting me. Talking to me. Touching me. Was I nothing but a mistake?” “You’re too young,” Atlas said. “You deserve a life without pack politics.” Axel reached for me. “We’re trying to keep you alive.” “I don’t need your mercy,” I said, already backing away. “I needed your honesty.” They followed me into the forest, voices cracking, hands reaching. “Little bird, please.” “Trust us.” “This is for the best.” Barefoot, bleeding, rejected by fate itself, I kept walking. Because if love could exile me once, then survival would be my revenge." --- White halls, white tile floors, pep rally signs, and that unrelenting mix of stereotypical groups that are typical even for supernatural schools, and all of The Chicken Soup for The Teenage Soul books my mother has gifted me over the last few weeks as summer break neared its end wasn’t enough to prepare me for this. Years of homeschooling in the comfort of my home down the drain because of one nonsense test the alpha requested, which landed me in my senior year in this private miserable place of a high school where my brother and every other ranking member in this pack attends, My mother has always bragged about how brilliant I am, but I thought it was just something she liked t
