Mated To My Enemy

Locked away in the confines of my room, I found myself curled into a ball, drowning in a sea of self-pity that threatened to consume me.At 22, my life was nothing short of chaos, and the missing piece of the puzzle was my elusive mate.While everyone around my age had already found theirs, I lingered in the shadows of my room, venturing out only when necessary.My wolf, feeble, cast doubt upon my identity. Born to Beta parents, the question of being an omega loomed, though it seemed unlikely.Only my wolf and I knew the real reason behind our fragile state.It all began six years ago, an incident that would change the trajectory of my life forever.The pervasive melancholy wrapped both me and my wolf in a shroud of guilt and despair.Flashback***Six years ago "Ella, stop!" I exclaimed at my best friend, who kept taunting me.We were outdoors in the woods, enjoying a camp-out.“Oh, come on, we used to play chase all the time,”she said."Yes, but not right now. Let's go roast some ma

When I arrived home, mom was in the kitchen, I tried to show her the nursing uniform doctor Lynch had given to but, however, she was more interested in the fact that Max's scent was alll over me. It all made sense why I received so many weird looks. A shower did the job, his dominating scent was no longer on me, instead I smelt of fresh magnolia. Mom was still in the kitchen, when I was out the shower, humming away to a tune while she made dinner.I slipped away to my regular escape, a nearby river. Whenever I wasn't locked away in my room, I'd come here. The wind against my skin felt pleasing as I inhaled the fresh air, my hair flowing in different directions.As I closed my eyes and listend the quiet sound of the river, a feeling of contempt washed over me.I sat down and took my shoe off, placing my feet into the water. It relaxed me.The aura of this place is what drew me to It, ever since I was a little girl. I would force dad to take me swimming every weekend until it bec

I panted, my face and neck covered in sweat.  When has shopping gotten so difficult?.  I'm calling my father to come get me.  " Dad, I need you to come get  " I breathed out once he answered the call. " Why do you sound as if you're dying " He chuckles  "That's because I am" " I can see that " He says, this time he sounded as if he was close to me and no longer as though he was over the phone.&nbs

“Welcome everyone, I’m Miss Seles here to bring to you, Emotional healing.Our body’s response to trauma is by shutting down, numbing all the negative feelings until it becomes too much to handle, which is why we often fall into depression. It is important to note that the symptoms and causes might vary, however, for the sake of our mission here today. We’ll be focusing on the most common symptoms and causes that I’ve noticed within this group upon reading the application letters.Symptoms:Self hate Dislocation Resentfulness Suicidal thoughts Obsessive behaviour Binge eating Anxiety Causes:Childhood traumaPressure (peers, family members, sexual partner, work)Fear Low self esteem Remember, as overcomers of depression, we’re here to PHG. Prevent, heal, and grow from depression. Not to shame others. With that being said, let’s start with Shantel. The girl, whose name was called, stood up. Miss Seles gave her an encouraging smile, and she told us why she’s here. “Hello

The sunlight escaped through my window and shone directly on my bed. Which irritated me. I need to do something about this as I wasn't ready to get up.My eyes scanned my room for a solution when it dawned on me that I haven't cleaned in a while. No work today, no friends, no plans, might as well clean my room right. I grabbed the cleaning supplies from my storage cupboard and began cleaning my room. There was a lot of trash under my bed and In the corner of my room which made me realise how depressed I actually was. My room was a pig style and I was never one to keep my surroundings dirty and untidy. I did all my laundry since I was 13 and when my mom insisted on helping I'd throw a fit. Thankfully, I'm out of that depressed state now.I owe it to my parents for saying enough is enough. Maybe I would have lost myself and my wolf completely.***A few tired hours later my room was clean and tidy, so was my bathroom too. I made sure to turn my bed away from Windsor so that I