Rejecting Fate — The Emory University Letter

replied flatly got it Adrian wore a black cloak over a fitted shirt that clung to his abs Hazel always said he looked powerful like that but he had the makings of an Alpha King don't worry I'll hand the registration form to the envoy myself since we're fated mates i'll go through with the marking ceremony

but i need you to stop giving hisl a hard time i don't want her reputation getting dragged down he turned and walked away while i took a deep breath trying to soothe the wolf inside me she was furious but my mind could not stop replaying scenes from my previous life the night we finally completed the marking ceremony, Adrian said Hazel wasn't feeling well and left

to check on her. He never came home that night. Just three days after the ceremony, he left on a two-year trip to Southland for Interpac's diplomacy. He could recommend one person to attend Emory University, the most prestigious university in the region. However, he wrote a letter of recommendation for

Hizzle. She had never seen the world outside our pack and that Atlanta, a city in the state of Georgia, would be a great place for a young she-wolf to grow. By then, humans and werewolves already co-existed under a peace treaty. I'd wanted to go to learn from their ancient wisdom and become a better Luna for our pack.

However, Adrian dismissed my request outright.