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I felt a pang in my chest and tried to quickly push it away before it overtook me. There were too many times that I felt this gnawing, aching feeling in my chest whenever the mention of Lennox with another girl came to mind. During high school, it&#039;s all I ever knew, and I hated it.<br /> I hated him.<br /> I hated myself for loving him.<br /> I thought at one point that I would have a chance with him, that our peck at the lake meant something, but after that day, he pretended like nothing had happened. I had been a little buzzed and worked up the courage to peck him, but it&#039;s like he thought that our peck meant nothing and that he didn&#039;t even need to remember it!<br /> I remember the sinking feeling inside of me when he ended up telling me that he and Kelly, my best friend, were dating. It hurt, a lot, but I gathered up all the courage inside of me and gave them both a big smile, congratulating them even though I felt like dying inside.<br /> ————————<br /> Lennox Grayson<br /> The moment my eyes meet hers, it&#039;s like the wprick world stands still.<br /> Leaning against the wall, I gaze at her from across the room, seeing how she freezes like a deer in the headlights, her pretty lips pursing into a slight frown. My heart is thudding rapidly in my chest, those haunting feelings pulling at the seams of my hardened heart and tearing it apart. I hate it. I don&#039;t want to feel that ever again.<br /> It&#039;s been too long.<br /> Rosalie... she is even more beautiful than I remember.<br /> Rosalie on the other hand, is a beauty.<br /> At only five-six, she has a lean, curvy body that is accentuated by the tight pants she is wearing and the flimsy blouse that I feel like I could shred without a moment&#039;s hesitation. Her long, straight blonde hair is back in a messy bun, and her bright blue eyes are gazing at me with such hostility, it sends a shiver down my spine.<br /> I guess she still hates me after what I did.<br /> The son of a multi billionaire, I have had everything that I could ever want. Including the Alpha title that was phiped down to me the moment dad died. I could&#039;ve had any girl that I ever wanted. Girls flung themselves at me at least ten times a day, whether I wanted them to or not.<br /> I hold out my hand to her, offering her a small smile. &quot;Truce, Rosalie?&quot;<br /> She eyes my hand, and I can&#039;t help but wonder if she is going to smack it away. It wouldn&#039;t really surprise me considering her hostility towards me, but, if she doesn&#039;t, it would be a start.<br /> Rosalie sighs, reaching out to take my hand. &quot;For now.&quot;<br /> The moment her hand touches me and her scent envelops me, my wprick body freezes as my wolf comes roaring to the front, his words more clear in my mind.<br /> I can&#039;t believe this.<br /> Is this real?<br /> For my wolf is saying something I never expected him to ever say.<br /> &quot;Mate.&quot;<br /> <br /> Rosalie Temple<br /> Looking across the room, I can&#039;t help but look at Lennox Grayson in disdain, wondering how a man that handsome could be such an utter hipprick.<br /> Nervously sipping on my glhip of red liquor, I keep a careful eye on him, making sure that he isn&#039;t out here doing anything scandalous to make my brother seem like a guy who has hippricks for friends. I smirk at my own thoughts, remembering the time when I used to have the biggest crush on him. Before he ended up breaking my heart by dating my best friend.<br /> I was supportive of it until he broke her heart too.<br /> That, I wouldn&#039;t stand for.<br /> I trail my eyes up and down his muscular frame, clenching my thighs together in frustration, hating that my body still reacts to his no matter what I do. I scowl, seeing how the women, single or not, practically gawk at him and whisper to one another about how hot he is and how they wouldn&#039;t mind snagging him in their bed. I can&#039;t help but roll my eyes at the scene, watching him run his long fingers through his tousled black hair, his black eyes practically glittering with mischief.<br /> The big smile that spreads across his face is enough to make any woman&#039;s panties drop, and it pissed me off to no end that I felt the same way as well. Clearing my throat, I have to also admit that whether in a suit or casual clothing, there seems to be nothing that he wears that he doesn&#039;t look good in.<br /> What wouldn&#039;t a girl give to rip those clothes off of his fine body?<br /> Startled by my own thoughts, I shake my head, quickly trying to get the image of that out of my brain. It disgusted me a little to think that I had just thought some unholy thoughts about Lennox, knowing what kind of lady-killer he is with that blinding grin of his. If I didn&#039;t know any better, I thought I saw him glancing over at me a time or two, but I had to be wrong.<br /> He&#039;s never once looked at me.<br /> Not like that.<br /> &quot;He&#039;s so handsome,&quot; a girl muses from beside me, the lust clear in her eyes and voice. &quot;What I wouldn&#039;t give to be on the receiving end of that man, huh?&quot;<br /> I roll my eyes, unable to help myself. &quot;Yeah, only if you want to get your heart broken in the process.&quot;<br /> She sighs wistfully, shaking her head. &quot;I wouldn&#039;t even care. Just a night in his bed would be more than enough.&quot;<br /> I felt a pang in my chest and tried to quickly push it away before it overtook me. There were too many times that I felt this gnawing, aching feeling in my chest whenever the mention of Lennox with another girl came to mind. During high school, it&#039;s all I ever knew, and I hated it.<br /> I hated him.<br /> I hated myself for loving him.<br /> I thought at one point that I would have a chance with him, that our peck at the lake meant something, but after that day, he pretended like nothing had happened. I had been a little buzzed and worked up the courage to peck him, but it&#039;s like he thought that our peck meant nothing and that he didn&#039;t even need to remember it!<br /> I remember the sinking feeling inside of me when he ended up telling me that he and Kelly, my best friend, were dating. It hurt, a lot, but I gathered up all the courage inside of me and gave them both a big smile, congratulating them even though I felt like dying inside.<br /> It was hard to be around either of them, seeing Kelly hanging on his arm and pecking him, taking the place that should&#039;ve been mine. Originally, I was a little mad at myself because I was the one who had been easily fooled by Lennox. I know that he isn&#039;t the kind of man to just be in a relationship with someone, it doesn&#039;t matter how much he likes them, but I thought that we had a real connection.<br /> It&#039;s going to sound really cheesy, but there was a point when I thought that we might be soulmates.<br /> I really hated myself for thinking that way.<br /> I hated myself more for what happened next.<br /> We were nearing graduation and Kelly comes to me at my house, sobbing her eyes out. She tells me that Lennox had relationship with her and then broke up with her, saying that he never could love someone like her and that she was out of his league.<br /> I knew it was horrible, but a part of me was happy that they broke up, even though I hated seeing Kelly hurt the way that she did. I was even more mad at Lennox for playing both of us, especially since he slept with HER. It quickly made me realize what kind of person Lennox is, and I just didn&#039;t want to be around him after that.<br /> Any time that he tried to talk to me, I walked in the other direction, ignoring the aching in my heart every time that I did so. It didn&#039;t matter how much I cared or how much I loved him, he took it all for granted and it would never happen again.<br /> I sort of moved on, seeing other guys and trying to get him out of my mind. I stopped trying to see anyone after I couldn&#039;t do so, realizing that if I can&#039;t get Lennox out of my mind yet, then it&#039;s not fair to try and date someone else.<br /> It wouldn&#039;t be right.<br /> &quot;Rosalie!&quot; I hear my name being called out, breaking me out of my thoughts.<br /> Everyone&#039;s eyes seem to turn to me as Lennox heads my way, a brilliant smile on his handsome face. My heart flutters, wondering why it seems like I am the only woman he smiles at like that. His dimples are very prominent against his tan skin, giving him an even better look.<br /> Curse him.<br /> Out of the corner of my eye, I see the woman beside me practically swoon, fanning herself like a cat in heat. My blood turns ice cold, really wanting to just reach out and smack her, yell at her that he will never be hers.<br /> &quot;Hello.&quot; Lennox greets the woman, and she giggles.<br /> This man!<br /> I whip around and walk away from them.<br /> &quot;Rosalie!&quot; I hear him call out once more, but this time I don&#039;t pay any attention.<br /> My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can&#039;t help but wonder if he might be able to hear it. The blood is rushing through my brain, making me feel a little fuzzy, but I don&#039;t even want to think about it. It&#039;s obvious what Lennox still is, smiling that handsome smile at just anyone, and I can&#039;t allow myself to fall for it.<br /> Just then, he catches my wrist and spins me around.<br /> &quot;Rosalie, I have been calling for you!&quot; he growls. His eyebrows etch together in confusion, a big smile no longer on his face. &quot;What&#039;s the matter? I thought we called a truce!&quot;<br /> I scoff, wondering if he is really clueless enough to not realize the attention he is attracting. &quot;We may have called a truce, Lennox, but that doesn&#039;t mean I need to be at your beck and call like I&#039;m your woman or something.&quot;<br /> If possible, his eyes darken even more. &quot;I would never think that, Rosalie. You&#039;re... You&#039;re different than—&quot;<br /> I cut him off before he can continue with that cheesy line I&#039;ve heard so many times before. &quot;How am I different, Lennox? I am just your best friend&#039;s little sister who you never paid any attention to. You had your fun, let her peck you and then pretended like it never happened.&quot;<br /> I am more than fueled up to fight this battle.<br /> His eyes widen considerably. &quot;You remember the peck? Why didn&#039;t you say anything?&quot;<br /> I jut my chin up in defiance, wondering how he will react at what I am about to say next. &quot;Because it meant nothing to me.&quot;<br /> I jump as a low, dangerous growl escapes his lips, and in the blink of an eye, I am pinned against the wall. His body leans into mine, not letting me go. I can feel the hard ridge o f his manhood through his pants, pressing against my belly, causing my breath to hitch. Tt&#039;s mhipive.<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t know what your problem is,&quot; he growls softly in my ear, trailing the tip of his nose along my jawline, sniffing softly, &quot;but this time, you&#039;re not going to get rid of me that easily.&quot;<br /> <br /> Lennox<br /> The moment I realized that Rosalie is my fated mate, it was like everything had come crashing down and I wasn&#039;t sure how to handle it. I know that I&#039;ve had feelings for her for as long as I can remember and that no one can ever live up to how I&#039;ve felt towards her, but to think she is my mate? I thought perhaps my wolf was lying to me, trying to make up some fools excuse to get me to go and talk to her.<br /> I didn&#039;t even care about the women gazing at me with lust, like I am their prize of the night. The only person that I belong to and will forever belong to is Rosalie.<br /> My feelings for Rosalie are so chaotic right now, I&#039;m not sure what goes where. If I had it my way, Rosalie would be locked away in my house for only me to see.<br /> I would show her how I feel for her, make her realize that I&#039;m not playing her, and then I would ravage her on every surface of the house that I could get her on. I don&#039;t think I could be nice about it though. I just want to bury my manhood inside of her and fill her with my seed until all she smells like me.<br /> No other wolf will dare to touch her.<br /> Not if they don&#039;t want to die.<br /> &quot;Rosalie should be here any second for when we need to start g—&quot;<br /> &quot;I&#039;m here.&quot; I hear her sweet voice come from the doorway, immediately cutting me off. &quot;Thankfully you guys are dressed, and we are just in time.&quot;<br /> I look over, curious as to what she is wearing since I hadn&#039;t paid much attention during the wedding planning. My mouth goes dry almost immediately as I rake my eyes up and down over her, feeling my manhood twitching in appreciation.<br /> She is just so beautiful.<br /> Rosalie wears a beautiful blue gown that falls to the floor elegantly. The dress has thin straps and a sweetheart neckline that shows off the curves of her shoulders and the dips of her breasts. The one thing about the dress I don&#039;t like is the fact it doesn&#039;t show off all the curves that she possesses, but I can only imagine that is Nya&#039;s doing.<br /> Still, Rosalie is the most beautiful woman in the entire world.<br /> &quot;We are ready to go.&quot; I respond. Seeing how she is watching me carefully, I&#039;m not even trying to woo her over right now.<br /> A pleased smile spreads across Rosalie&#039;s face as she nods her head. &quot;Good. I can tell the wedding planner that we can start the wedding on time. I must admit, I thought that you men would be dragging us behind. I&#039;m thankful that it didn&#039;t have to turn out that way.&quot;<br /> I can&#039;t say anything as she turns around and walks out of the room. My eyes are locked in on her hip, biting my bottom lip as I wish that I could grab those firm round globes as I press her against the wall and have my way with her.<br /> How good she would feel.<br /> &quot;Dance with me,&quot; I tell her, leaving her no chance to protest.<br /> I think that she might try but she can tell that I am challenging her. I am practically letting her know that she has a choice to make now, and if she follows me onto the dancefloor, I&#039;m not so sure that I can stop myself from doing what I want.<br /> What I hope she wants from me as well...<br /> She takes my hand, and that is the final straw.<br /> Taking her onto the dancefloor, I know that all eyes are on us, but I could care less. I pull her in close, loving that it is a slow song. Her body melts against mine perfectly, her arms sliding around my neck with confidence.<br /> My heart is thudding away in my chest, wanting me to leap forward and be done with it but I know that it doesn&#039;t quite work that way. Rosalie&#039;s eyes meet mine, and I am practically lost in the blues, wishing she would look at me with love too.<br /> &quot;It&#039;s always been you.&quot;<br /> Rosalie&#039;s eyebrows furrow slightly in confusion. &quot;Huh?&quot;<br /> I smile down at her. &quot;I know that I am a grumpy hipprick sometimes who doesn&#039;t deserve forgiveness, but I have loved you for as long as I can remember.&quot;<br /> Her breath hitches, eyes widening slightly.<br /> &quot;I should&#039;ve never dated anyone while trying to get you off of my mind,&quot; I confess, laying it out to her. &quot;I thought I was doing the right thing by fighting my love for my best friend&#039;s sister, but I don&#039;t want to anymore. I hate feeling this way. All I have ever wanted is you, and I&#039;m hoping you feel that way too.&quot;<br /> The song slowly dies, and I&#039;m thinking she might push me away.<br /> She steps back, but to my surprise, she grabs my hand and starts leading me away from the dancefloor. I catch James&#039; eye, seeing the confusion on his face but I wave him off. If she&#039;s going to scream at me, she might as well do it away from the party.<br /> Outside the reception building is a beautiful garden full of flowers, making it a flower wonderland. As her hand slips from mine, I think that she might yell at me, but she does the thing I expect least.<br /> Without a moment&#039;s hesitation, Rosalie leans up on her tippy toes and presses her lips against mine, fireworks practically exploding from the sudden touch.<br /> Finally....

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