Mates with Alpha Maddox

Jayda's POV

I just want to say one thing.

Ian is fucking awesome.

We had been walking for hours already, he wasn't even telling me about the territory we just talked about random things while walking aimlessly through the woods.

He had some pretty hilarious stories and he definitely got my mind off my problems.

He was now telling me about one of his many exes who had a cat and well if you didn't know us wolves hate cats, well they hate us and that makes us hate them.

"So then I was like either you get rid of the cat or we are over...and you know what she said?" Ian asks.

"She got rid of the cat?" I guess.

"No!" He with can-you-believe-it face then adds "She said that the cat just needed to get used to me"

"Did the cat get used to you?" I ask in distaste.

"Nah, I dumped her ass. She cared too much about the furry little fucker and I wasn't going to date someone who had a cat. They are disgusting and ugly" Ian says with a shudder.

I nod in agreement "Yeah, they are pretty disgusting"

really good in bed but she was psycho. She called me like 100

was....dedicated" I say thinking about how someone could text someone

was awful"

she just wanted to talk" I say trying to

following me with her friend, thats when I dumped

bad luck with

heard the worst yet" he says and

girlfriend throwing dog poop at

takes a deep breath "Well, I went to a club and like every time I go to the club I found a girl to spend the night with. We went to her house because By that

real hot she-wolf. She had been trying to

kept kissing me and shit. Anyways the thing is that we had sex, and it was good so when we woke up we went at it again,

in came a girl who

knew who she was. She was my mate and I was

time, this is Ian by the way, he is an Alpha. Lucky me I

mate who I now knew was named Isabella stood frozen looking at me. Her bright green eyes glistened

I have been waiting for you. I can't believe I finally found

to talk and a sob came out then another one, and another one.

asking what was wrong and I told her that Isabella

in the eye that she rejected

this. That we could get through this. I kissed her feet while crying, sobbing and asking for forgiveness but she just looked at me with those blazing green eyes and told me she didn't want to see me again, that she couldn't believed she had saved herself for an asshole like me. I kept begging, I didn't want to lose her. She was made for me. She kept saying to stop crying because she wouldn't fall for my bullshit. And then she left. I was devastated, i spent the next 8 months after she left me moping around. Crying and sleeping. I was a total mess. Then one day I snapped i messed up my room I broke everything in my path. And that same night I left and found a girl to fuck. Like the bastard I am I started doing again the thing my mate rejected me for. The guilt kills me afterwards but I keep

down my face. I couldn't believe the fun, careless guy I had met a few hours ago had been through and was so full of