Chapter 3

Wyatt's POV

"She's a hybrid," I told both Miles, my beta and brother and Remy, my gamma.

"Great. You got a good one bro," Remy said and patted me on shoulder.

"I'm sensing there's a but," Miles said.

"I just feel something big is going to happen. She's going to be the death of me. The worst part is that she'll never love me," I explained.

"I'm sure everything's gonna be fine," Miles assured me but that didn't help.

"Plus, show her you're not as bad as people make you out to be," Remy said raising his eyebrows suggestively.

"That's the problem! I'm just what they make me out to be. I've killed people without remorse. I even killed her pack, her family," I said frustrated.

"Hey, those were for good causes. They started war on us first. They were behind the death of your mom. So you had no choice. It was just coincidence and bad luck that the moon goddess made you two mates," Miles told me and I sent him a glare.

"He's right. All you have to do is show her how much you love her. You do love her right? Then you show her the side of you that no one sees," Remy said.

"Yes I do love her but she'll still hate me," I ran my fingers through my hair.

"Just be patient, man," Remy said and went up to my room.

Zara seemed to be the girl that would be hard to win over. She kept me on my toes and that's what I loved most about her. I was willing to wait for her, no matter how long it took. I promise you Zara that I'm going to make you fall in love with me and you won't regret.

Zara's POV

"Z, wake up I smell food!" I heard Stella's voice and I opened my eyes to see her jumping on me.

"I'm awake. I hear someone coming. We're asleep," she whispered and fell down on the bed and pretended to be asleep.

I just chuckled at how cute she was.

Knock knock.

By the scent I could tell who it was.

"Come in," I said softly but knew he heard because the knob was turned.

I have no idea why I told him to come in. Maybe I wanted to know what he wanted. Or maybe Liv made me let him in.

"Do not blame me for this. You made your own choice. We both know you have a little feeling for him. I'm proud of you," she scolded then said smiling.

"I hate him. I want nothing to do with him. I just want to get this over with."

"Whatever you say, little human."

"Zara, did you hear me? I asked if you wanted to eat breakfast with us," he asked looking at me with concern.

"No, I'm fine," I lied but not technically.

The truth is, I was hungry but not for the food they would give me. In the mornings, I would wake up with a thirst of blood. Dad, trained me to feed on animals. Then for the rest of the day I would eat normally.

One time, I got so out of control that I lost my humanity after feeding. I ended up slaughtering half the people in a village. Dad refrained me from feeding for three weeks. To get my humanity back, my dad told me to think of what if my mate came right now and saw me like this. How would he feel and rejected me on the spot.

I looked on the bed to see Stella gone. I guess she couldn't resist the smell of the food. I put on some clothes after having a shower and brushing my teeth and went for a hunt.

I heard Wyatt whisper to someone to follow me to ensure I came back safe. I was too hungry to protest.

I ran and ran until I smelt the blood of something sweet. I kept on running until the buffalo came into my line of vision. I crept up behind it ever so silently and when I saw the right opportunity I jumped and attacked. While I fed, I suddenly heard the cries of my mom, the shouts of my dad and the whimpers of my pack. It suddenly dawned on me that I had no one. I was all alone with only Stella.

I felt nothing. I didn't feel like to cry. I just felt hungrier and the continuation to feed more.

Wyatt's POV

"Wyatt, you need to come now!" Remy said through the mindlink.

"What happened? Where are you?" I retorted.

"The middle of the field. No wait, she's coming back to the house," his voice sounded frantic.

I stood still, tapping my foot anxiously and staring at the door waiting for her to come through.

Why did Remy sound like he was freaking out when he was informing me that Zara was coming to the house? What happened to her?

"Come on Zara, where are you?" I asked, my eyes were now at my feet.

"Right here."