Chapter 37

I shrugged. "Why don't you go ask him? He's Alpha of the Blue Moon pack," I informed Jacobs. Jacobs nodded. "I know who he is. Shouldn't he be coming to rescue his precious little mate?" "He's not my mate!" I shouted. "And he's probably lip-locking with his red-head slut!" Jacobs shook his head. "Their not lip-locking. They're howling. The Luna ceremony is tonight." "I'm sure they will be very happy together," Hefner commented. "They're not supposed to be together!" I screamed. "He's my mate! We were made for each other! He's shouldn't be with her!" I ranted. "You said it yourself; he's not your mate," Jacobs stated. "He rejected you. He didn't- and still doesn't- want you." I shook my head. "He said he wanted me," I argued. Hefner chuckled. "He lied to you. And you were just naïve enough to believe him." "He said he needed me." "He despises you," Jacobs