A week passed and nothing had changed. I didn’t bother to ask about any updates regarding my situation, because I didn’t give a damn. As long as I was here, I didn’t mind. I was safer here and my safety was my number one concern. I had been thinking about that for a while and I decided to run away once I would turn eighteen. I didn’t belong to Crimson and I didn’t belong to Silver Moon. I wanted to call Silver Moon my home more than I could put into words, but their Alpha rejected me and I wasn’t going to beg for a place among them anymore.
It’s crazy how heartbreak could change a human being. I didn’t expect his reaction to be this harsh, but the way he reacted taught me a lesson I could never forget. It taught me that sometimes it’s important to step on our hearts for the sake of the bigger picture. So I stepped on mine too and every time my eyes met his, I hoped that he could see that he meant nothing to me even if deep down, he meant everything.
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Published on June 10th, 2021 Sara
“I believe it's clear to everyone that Ayla is fine. There's no need to worry about her well-being,” I said after she walked away. I wanted them to leave as soon as possible. Ayla wasn't okay. Something was wrong and I had to check on her. Mirk was raging. He kept urging me to go upstairs, but I couldn't leave my guests. Luckily they left after they made sure she wasn't mistreated in my pack. Her father kept sending me death glares, throwing silent threats at me, but I didn't give a damn about him. I wanted to kill him, to rip him into pieces, but I couldn't because he was in my lands. This filthy bastard laid his hands on her. “I'm going upstairs to check on Ayla. She's not okay,” I told Jorah and rushed upstairs. I knocked on her door, but she didn't allow me inside. I waited for a minute, not wanting to invade her privacy, but when I heard nothing from her I turned the doorknob. She was nowhere in sight, but when I looked at the balcony, I found her on the ground,
My birthday was today, on a full moon. I was going to shift for the first time on my birthday and there was a chance that I might find my mate today. There were so many things that were about to happen and I wasn't sure if I was ready to face any of them. Seventeen days had passed over meeting my father and I saw Xander during those days only a handful of times. Our relationship was strained, complicated, and most probably marred forever. He had ruined everything and nothing he would do could make me forget what he was doing to me. A knock interrupted my train of thoughts, causing me to sit up properly on the bed since I was lying down. My eyes lit up upon seeing Rowena and Dinah walking inside my room with a huge birthday cake and gifts, singing Happy Birthday to me. I didn't think any of them would remember. The gesture warmed my heart and once they set the cake down, I tackled them into a tight hug. Not once had they made me feel like I was an outsider, al
A white wolf stood before me. In my twenty-four years, I had never seen a white wolf before. They were so rare and they were known to be a symbol of purity. It was hard to stop Mirk from moving towards the female wolf. He had been searching for hours, tracking the scent that drove us crazy. Since I woke up, I hadn't been okay. My senses were stronger than usual. I didn't know what was happening. I thought this was because of the full moon, but I was wrong. My senses were intensified because my mate was nearby, calling for me to search for her and find her. I waited for years, thinking that I had no mate, that I was unworthy of having a mate, but here I was, in front of my gorgeous mate. My mate. I had been waiting for so long to meet her and the Moon Goddess blessed me with a mate that made my limbs go weak.For a second, my mind wondered about her identity, but the moment my eyes met hers, I knew who she was. Fate was playing me. Torturing me. I could easily identify
Everything was coming back to me. Every single memory my mind had managed to block for the past six months was coming back, shredding my sanity into pieces. Not a single memory was pleasant. Nights I had spent without food made my stomach twist in pain. Charlene’s and Oriana’s abuse wasn't easy. Every slap, kick, and hair pull pained me. Every time my parents slapped me, busted my lips, or threw me in the cells for a mistake I didn't mean to make burned my soul. “Think of Loana. Come on. She was your best friend. You must have had great memories with her,” Xander's voice paved its way to my ears, trying to push through the darkness I was drowning in. “It hurts!” I screamed, digging my nails in his forearm. I didn't want to hurt him, but I couldn't control my actions. “I know. I know, but you can do it, yeah? Think of Loana. Think of her,” he kept repeating. It was so hard to find any source of light in that darkness. Just breathing was an effort I was not wil
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Rowena snapped. She was in shock just as I was. He wanted to send me back? He knew what they had done to me, yet he didn't mind sending me back to them. My mate surely hated me. “I'm not going to let you do that to her!” I stood there, not saying anything. What was I supposed to say? What was left to be said? He broke every hope left in me. I thought maybe we could work things out, but I was wrong. He didn't want to fix anything. He wanted to get rid of me. Of course, he wouldn't want me as his mate. He was ashamed of me. He had decided my fate with his Beta, Gamma, and Delta. There was nothing I could do to change their minds. None of them would accept me as their Luna. I was a disgrace to them. Hell, they couldn't even accept me as a werewolf among them, how were they going to consider me their Luna? The truth was, I didn't want to be the Luna. I just wanted to have a peaceful life. I desired nothing but to live among pe
“It would be so selfish of me to hold you back or to ask you to stay for a little while longer. I want the best for you, and I know the best would never be here, but I… I'm going to miss you so much,” Loana whimpered as the two of us held onto one another. I couldn't believe that this was about to happen. I was about to leave everything behind and start a new life. This was what I wanted. This was what would make me breathe again, but I had never known that saying goodbye to Loana would be that painful. There was something common between me before my amnesia and me after my amnesia. The two of us wanted to escape. The two of us strived for freedom and were ready to face any obstacle just to have it. Apparently, I had been saving money ever since I was thirteen and during those years, I managed to save a good amount to support myself for a month abroad. Despite how cruel my family was with me, they used to give me money, not a lot of course, but enough to get myself some clot
I fucked up. I made a huge mistake and there was no going back. I thought that after sending her away, my pain would lessen, but no. The pain became stronger. It was lethal. Mirk had been angrier than ever, not bearing to be around anyone. After I forced her out of my pack, Rowena told me I was going to regret my decision and she was right. Each day, I paid the price I couldn't afford. When I talked to Jorah, Keith, and Declan about her being my mate they were shocked. I was shocked too, but a part of me didn't mind her being my mate. In fact, I was glad, but I couldn't admit that to anyone. She caught my eyes from the first time we were in the forest and I couldn't just look past her beauty. My friends thought having her as my mate would make the pack riot. Yes, they wanted me to find my mate, but they wouldn't want their Luna to be from the rival pack. I foolishly rejected her. I pushed her away forever and I regretted my action. I wasn't okay. I needed her
“This table is going to be the death of me.” I rolled my eyes as I set my empty tray in front of Delora, earning a light chuckle from her. “Like can't they just behave!?” I hissed, trying to clean my apron. The guy was literally eating the girl’s face, causing her to randomly move her hands around, ending up spilling the glasses I had on the tray on me. “I don’t mind people showing affection in public, but this is too much.” She let out a small giggle, placing two lattes on my tray. “Good thing the manager pointed out that this was a family place. Take these to table five,” she instructs me. So much had changed during the past few years. I hadn't set a foot in America in four years, and not once had I regretted my decision. Living in Peru is one of the best things that had happened to me. Life here is way simpler than what I had endured in America. Yes, I missed Loana, but that wasn’t enough to make me go back. I talked to her regularly, but I couldn’t b