Fated but Forgotten...

71 days earlier than current day ... The sounds of screams are deafening as they echo throughout my pack. This was any pack member’s worst nightmare. Especially a senior member, such as a Beta like myself. A rogue attack was never a good thing, but this one, well, it seemed strategic and well-developed; and that worried me. This did not seem like a normal rogue attack, and this type was becoming more frequent.“Back up needed at the north border!” Micah, our pack Alpha, and my closest friend called to me over the developing battlefield that only hours ago had been our peaceful pack. The pack that we loved so much, now stood in all but ruins around us... unprepared, and unexpected... I feared for the safety of our pack members.I nodded in response. ‘I will shift and head that way.’ I mindlinked in reply. The sooner I could get there with back up the better. We needed to get the influx of fighters invading our land cut off and dealt with as swiftly as we could before any further dama

I think I am awake. But my eyes are closed. That state between awake and asleep, maybe? But, I am aware of the fact I am lying in the bed again. Could I go anywhere else? The pains in my body are beyond uncomfortable… and my eyelids feel heavy again… had they drugged me? No… I just feel tired. So, so, tired. Wait… I was sure somebody was talking…A deep voice was talking, but to who I did not know. Was it someone in my room? On the TV? Whoever, or whatever it was, seemed to be well into their conversation. “The doctor said to give you time, Bella, but it becomes hard when time seems to be all you have had. So much time seems to be drifting by and nothing seems to change. And I swear that the time is slowly killing me. And I fear it is killing you. They say time is a healer, but are you healing? Nobody seems to be able to answer that...”Who was that? And who was he calling Bella? I knew the nickname was one of affection… one my father so often used for my mother. I wanted to open my e

Current day I awoke to a gentle pressure upon my head, making my heart race, and my body freeze in terror. Then I became aware of someone gently stroking my hair. The way my Mama used to do when I was a little girl… as she told me bedtime stories as she would so often stroke my long blond hair… something that so frequently would send me to sleep… was my Mum here? Had she finally come to help me?I felt hope building within my stomach. My eyes instantly opening, only to be met with the big blue eyes of the man that had been by my side since the moment I had awoken. My heart fell. Where was my Mum? Had she not been here with me? Was she not the one stroking my hair the way she did? Or was that purely my imagination?“Aria?” his voice seemed a little hoarse today. Not as smooth in the least. He cleared his throat a little, as he stood from the edge of my bed. “How are you feeling?”I found my eyes darting over him. Taking in every detail of this man in front of me. Tall. Tanned skin,

Morning had come around sooner than I had expected, despite barely sleeping in the uncomfortable hospital seat. Every noise that Aria made had me sitting up to check that she was okay, yet she had seemingly slept soundly. As soon as the clock upon the wall had reached a reasonable hour I had showered in the small washroom next to Aria’s room, and freshened myself up like I did most days. I think I have returned home only a number of times since the incident now, and that had been simply to bring clothes, or deal with things that were urgent. All of my duties as Beta were falling to the wayside right now, but thankfully, I had an understanding of Alpha and friend.My mind was upon bringing my mate back, and that had been all. Completing any duties would be an impossibility. I feared what was happening with my mate, and I needed to be close to her. In the time since the attack, our pack had begun to slowly return to itself. Any evidence of an attack was now gone. Or physically at least.

I had been for a walk to grab myself a coffee, and also to give Aria a little space. Now she was awake, I did not want to overwhelm her with my presence. Especially when she seemed completely unaware of who I was to her. It gave me the opportunity to attempt to compose myself too... get a control of my emotions... because they seemed to be so all over the place right now, and with my wolf so in and out... usually missing, having been so since soon after Aria had been hurt, I struggled to cope. It was in dealing with all of this that I had realized just how much I had relied upon my wolf. Upon, Ciro.And, it would appear Ciro depended upon his mate to level and calm him more than we ever realized too. It can be said a werewolf can become rabid when they lose their fated mate... lose their mind... but I seemed to be losing my wolf while my mate was still here... or at least she was here in person, perhaps not yet back in soul. And I believe that is what Ciro was struggling with. Leaving