I want you to love me

I lay on the ground with tears pouring down my cheeks. I knew then that Ezra never wanted me. He didn't even want to be my partner anymore.

He had tried to force me to be his mate, but he didn't even really want that. I could see it in his eyes.

He had hurt me more than anyone else ever could. I felt the pain of his rejection all over my body as my wolf cried inside my head.

I laid my head on the ground and let out a sob. I felt the dirt dig into my cheek as I sobbed harder.

I stayed like that for what felt like hours, sobbing on the ground. I couldn't stop though. I felt broken and alone.

He was supposed to be my partner, but now he didn't even want that.

The tears finally stopped then, and I sat up. My eyes felt puffy, and my body felt weak. I got up though, stumbling back to my car.

I couldn't stay here. I needed to leave and get away from him.

He didn't want me, and it was obvious. I knew now that he never would have loved me.

I got into my car then, driving away from the forest. I didn't look back at the pack, only looking at the road ahead. I didn't have any reason to look back now.

I would never look back again. He never wanted me, so why should I care about him anymore?

The tears fell down my cheeks again as I thought of that, but this time they felt different.

They were the last tears I would ever cry over him.

That night I heard a knock on the door. I didn't open it though, ignoring it. I didn't want to talk to anyone.

I finally got out of the bed though and opened the door. Ezra was standing on the other side of it. He had his arms crossed over his chest, and his eyes narrowed.

"Why didn't you answer?" He asked, his voice firm.

"I didn't want to." I snapped back.

He growled at me then, his grip tightening on his arms.

"You can't just avoid me forever." He snarled. "I'm still your partner."

"I know." I whispered. He leaned forward then, his face softening. He reached up and brushed my hair from my face.

I let him, closing my eyes as his fingers touched my skin. My heart fluttered at his touch, and my soul sang.

"I want to be your partner." He whispered. "I want us to be together now."

I opened my eyes and looked at him. His gaze was warm and loving, and I felt a tear fall down my cheek at the sight. I looked away and then stepped back from him.

"I don't want to be." I whispered.

"You do." He snarled then. "I can feel that you want me."

I looked back at him, glaring at him for his words.

"I hate you." I hissed.

He growled back at me, leaning in closer. Our bodies brushed together, his scent washing over me. I inhaled, my body trembling at the smell of him. He smelled like my mate, like the man I needed.

"I love you." He growled back, his lips brushing mine.

I trembled at his words, looking up at him.

"You don't." I whispered.

He growled again and then grabbed my arms, pulling me against him. He pinned me against the door, his hips pressed against me.

"I do love you." He whispered. "I wanted you before you even knew me."

"Stop lying." I snarled, struggling to get out of his grip. "You're just trying to make me stay with you. It won't work."

His grip on me tightened at my words, and he leaned even closer to me. He stared at me for a moment, and then leaned in to kiss me. I gasped as his lips met mine, his tongue pushing into my mouth.

He moaned and then moved his body against me. I trembled, my own arousal growing. His scent was in my nose, and I couldn't deny the pull between us.

I kissed him back then, moving my hips against his. His grip on my arms tightened at the movement, and then his hands let go of me. One grabbed my hip, pulling me even closer. The other tangled in my hair, holding my head in place.

I let out a moan then and opened my mouth to him, letting him deepen the kiss. He took advantage of my open mouth, moving his tongue in and out of it.

I moved my body against his, feeling his arousal grow.

He groaned and then pulled away. He glared at me then for a moment, his hands still holding me.

"Don't deny this." He snarled. He pressed his body against mine to make his point.

I gasped at his feelings, and then nodded. I couldn't deny our pull. We were destined to be, and nothing would ever change that.

I saw the anger fade from his face, and he let out a sigh. He pulled away and then sat on my bed, motioning for me to come to him.

I sat next to him, looking at him. His eyes met mine, and I saw the love in his gaze. He loved me. I know that now.

I didn't know how he would ever have rejected me though.

My heart fluttered at that, and then I reached out for him. He moved against me, our bodies crashing together. His hands tangled in my hair as we kissed. Our bodies were pressed together, our hearts beating as one.

"I'm sorry for hurting you." He whispered against my lips.

"I forgive you." I whispered back, my voice trembling with emotion.

He let out a sigh at my words and then leaned forward, his forehead touching mine. I closed my eyes at the feel, felt my intense heartbeat.

"Thank you." He whispered, his voice filled with emotion. His arms wrapped around me then, holding me to him.

His arms tightened on me, his body trembling with emotion. I wrapped my own arms around him and then held him to me.

We stayed like that for a long time, our arms wrapped around each other. His scent was all around me now, and I felt safe in his arms.

I finally pulled away from him though and stood, my face heating. He raised his brows as he looked up at me and then stood, his movements slow. He towered over me, his scent washing over my face.