Hello Old Me

Hello to Old Me!

I stood in the room, listening for anyone to say anything. Not sure how longs I stood still, like I was frozen in time. Eventually I decided that it must be my mind playing tricks on me. Though it was odd, I thought I smelled him as well. There is no way that he could be there. I decided to ignore it. It must be guilt from my conscience. My mind knows that he laid claim to me, that I am technically an Alpha’s chosen. I continued to tell myself over and over again “he is back in the pack; he is not here.” He is going to move on, find his mate, choose someone else. Not hold on to the connection of a girl who ditched in the middle of the night and was just his High School fling. I do not have my wolf yet; I do not even know who my mate is. He does have his wolf, he will find his mate, his luna and eventually forget about me.

Something deep inside of me felt like it was burning at the thought of Damien moving on with someone else. There is an echo of pain in me, and I fou