The last thing I heard was his cry of pain. I didn't feel any different. And I left out the word you and Alpha. So it wouldn't work. But from the sound of Travis's voice. I knew he thought it worked. Which I'm glad for. This is how I felt. Rejected by him. But I wasn't going to reject him. Not yet anyway. I needed to think first. I didn't want to be the cause of a whole pack dying. My pack dying. I wanted to help it not destroy it. I also didn't want my wolf to die. There was no way I'd let that happen.

She rejected me! My mate rejected me. After I was making such progress or so I thought. I had to open my big mouth, and spill a secret that I hoped I would take to the grave. I didn't want that girl. I know I was drunk. But she came onto me, and I told her no over and over and she got me in a corner, and kissed me. And I was so drunk. And I was thinking about Max being passed out and possibly dying cause of me. That my brain thought it was Max I was kissing. And it just grew from there.

But now my mate was gone.

I couldn't hold in my pain anymore. My wolf was angry. He wanted, no needed to go see his mate. But we didn't know how to get up there. No one but Max knew the code. And I don't know how she found out about rejecting mates but-

Tyler. He had to of told her. That was probably the first thing he told her once she threw me and everyone else out. He wanted her to himself. I knew that since day one. And now he finally got it. Or so he thought. I wasn't going down with out a fight. That was my mate. And I was going to be the one she ended up with. Not him.

You never fuck with an Alpha. Epically when it comes to his mate.

This means war.

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Max POV

Today was the first day that I got out of my bed room. I was now just hanging out in the room. But at least I wasn't in my bedroom. It's been about 6 days, and I know that I'm acting like a stupid person. But I mean, the pain is so strong, that it physically hurts to do anything. Like even going to the bathroom. It hurts.

Yeah. Lets focus on something that isn't my bathroom problems. Anyway, I was sitting at the bar, drinking some vodka. I know right. Way to go Max, your drowning your problems in alcohol. Great idea. And I know I shouldn't be doing this. I really don't want to. But I just want to numb the pain. And after seeing what happened between Travis and I. I really should stay away from alcohol. I don't want to say something that I'll regret later. So I'm just waiting till a get a good buzz. And lets just say being a werewolf isn't helping me out here. I mean I've already drank half the bar. Literally, I drowned over 5 bottles of strong ass alcohol. Just straight. And I'm just now feeling numb. And let me tell you. It feels nice.

"Max?" Tylers sleepy voice came from behind me.

"Yesssssss."

"What are you doing?"

"Drinkin me prob-lums asways." I slurred.

Ok maybe I was a little drunk.

"God Max!" Tyler was now fully awake. It was 8 in the morning, and Tyler hates waking up before 10. "Remember what happened last time you drank?"

"Whys ya gotta brings em um?" I frowned.

Every time I had a drink of anything that has alcohol in it. Tyler has to remind me of the time that I got completely drunk, and almost had sex with guy that had aids.

"Max. this isn't good for you. We need to find something else for you to do. Something that isn't going to come back to bite you in the ass." Tyler said as he went around the counter, and took my glass away.

"EYES! I is drankun that." Damn. Maybe I should just not talk, cause it seems to not help my case.

"Your going to regret drinking this much. You drank all the alcohol. All that's left is just mixes! What the hell Max!" Tyler scolded me.

I went to get up. Not needing his scolding, and negativity in my life. I mean for real. I already have enough shit going on. I don't need his.

But sadly, I wasn't able to hold myself up, so I fell to the ground. And that's were my emotions caught up to me, and I started to cry drunken tears. I guess I wasn't as happy of a drunk as I thought I was.

"MAX!" Tyler said loudly in a worried voice as he ran around the bar, and bent next to me. "Are you ok?"

I just kept crying.

See this is why I didn't want to get close to anyone! I mean look at what happens when you get close and someone turns out to be a complete asshole. And lets not forget that I even knew he was an asshole before I even started looking at him like he was my friend.

I caused myself this pain. It wasn't Travis's fault. It was my own. I trusted him, even though I knew he would let me down. I knew that I was getting close to him, yet I let myself. And I want to blame it on the stupid mate thing, which it probably was. But I know that even before I had my wolf, I had some interest in him. I didn't act on it. But I was still interested. And that's when I should have backed off, should have avoided him. But I didn't. I wanted to trust someone as much as I did Pat. I wanted to be part of the family. But Travis, from the start, I knew I wanted to be more.

And now look. We weren't even dating, or talking really. And he has already hurt me, and pushed me past my breaking point.

I know I didn't truly reject him. But Taylor is acting like I did. And I could feel her slipping away.

I knew he was in the wrong, but so was I. I took it to the extreme. I mean, he thought I wasn't even interested in him. So how I really had no right to be this mad. But I mean come on. From what Taylor has said, mates shouldn't have acted like that. Even if he thought I wasn't interested.

Yet sadly, I knew that I had to be the one to fix this. I had to be the one to bring us back together.

I had to be the one to say sorry.