Rejecting My Alpha Mate novel Chapter 1

Finding your mate is everything.

At least, that is what we are taught from a young age. When every wolf turns eighteen, they go through every trial they think of to find their destined soulmate. It's something that every wolf looks forward to. It's the next chapter in our lives.

I knew that with my eighteenth birthday coming quickly, I was going to be taking that next step. To be honest, I wasn't sure if I was ready. I wasn't like the other she-wolves.

I didn't dream about being a mate and a stay-at-home mother to my future children. I dreamed of being the best warrior in history, and I had been training for it since I was a small child.

My mother was a rejected mate. My father, Patrick, was a cruel man. When he met my mother, he made her believe that mates were everything. That he was going to spend his life with her. However, once he slept with her, he rejected her. All because her family didn't come from money, and he had better benefits marrying my stepmother - Monica.

Little did he know he got my mother pregnant before he rejected her. I was what kept her alive. I was what kept her going and kept her from depression and insanity. It was what happened to her that made me hesitant on believing in mates. It was also what drove me to be the best warrior there ever was.

You can't depend on a man to be there for you. You can't depend on a man to protect you if you don't take the initiative to protect yourself out there in the world. Then you're going to end up dead.

"Jesse, breakfast is ready!" My mother called from downstairs.

"Coming, mom!" I yelled back as I looked at myself in the mirror one last time.

I was an independent woman, and there was no man alive that could change my mind about who I wanted to be.

As I came down the stairs, my eyes caught the pictures on the wall. Leading downwards or upwards depending on which way you went. I couldn't help but smile to myself at all the pictures of my mom, and then me and my friends and me. I slid down the banister the rest of the way and made the skip into the kitchen.

"Good morning, mom," I said as I side-stepped and grabbed my plate from her.

She turned and kissed my cheek, "Good morning, my starlight." I smiled and sat down at the kitchen table, eating away at my breakfast.

"Jess."

I looked up when my mom called on me. "Hmm?"

"You haven't told me what you want for your birthday yet."

I chuckled softly. "I told you I don't need anything, Mom," I answered her as I shoved eggs into my mouth.

She was about to say something when one of my good friends, Adam, came barging in like he owned the place.

"Jess! Hurry up; we're late!" He whined at me. I rolled my eyes, knowing full well we were not late.

"Can't a girl eat in peace?" I whined back at Adam, who shrugged.

"I guess," he came over and plopped himself on the couch.

"Good morning, Ms. Spencer!" My mom smiled and looked over at Adam. "Good morning, Adam."

I finished my food and plopped my dish in the sink before kissing my mom's cheek and saying goodbye to her. I grabbed Adam by the ear and dragged him out the door. He whined the whole way till we got to our other friends at the front of the Pack House.

"You're mean," Adam whined as he rubbed his ear. Sasha chuckled at his misery. "Shut up, McCarthy!" Adam gave a playful glare toward the only other main male of our friend group.

There was Adam, Sasha and my main best friend, Amy. Amy and I have known each other the longest through our moms being friends.