The Aftermath

Kyle POV

It was so hard, saying those words. It was worse for Bec hearing them and the expierance, the pain was worse for her too. I had found my mate but the breaking of a bond still hurt me. My heart broke as well. I had loved Becca for thirteen years. I had chosen her as my mate as much as she had chosen me. It broke my heart to see her in so much pain now. I carried her to her old room and laid her down on the bed. I brushed the stray hair that fell out of her pony out of her face. She looked so peaceful now than compared to 30 minutes ago. Her father was calling everyone and canceling the party tonight. She's not gonna like waking up and having puffy eyes and mascara running down her face. 

I knocked on Dunc and Layla's room. Layla opened the door with little Joshy in her arms. The cute little tyke. I was gonna miss my nephews and neice. 

"Hey Kyle, what's up? Is everything ok? Marcus said the party was canceled tonight." 

"Yeah everything is fine. I'm sure Becca will tell you the details of the cancelation but in the mean time could I have a make up remover wipe?" I asked. 

She looked at me with doubt and hestiantly responded, "Yeah sure, be right back," I stood awkwardly at the door. She returned a few minutes later with several wipes. 

"Always need more than one." she stated. 

"Thank you," I said as I walked back to Becca's room. 

She was still asleep on the bed, I took the wipe and gently cleaned off the mascara that had gotten on her cheeks and neck. I paused when I got to where my mark use to be; now just a scar remained. I put my head down on the bed and let the tears come. I stayed that way for a good 20 mintues. I brought my head back up, wiped the tears, gave Becca on last kiss and left the room. I had to pack my things and leave before she woke up. I didn't want to cause her more pain than I have. Plus I had my mate waiting impatiently for me. I giggled at the thought of her. Life was gonna be good. I prayed to the Moon Goddess that Becca would find her mate soon and love him twenty times more than she did me. 

Becca POV

I woke up groggy and sluggish, which usually happens when I cry myself to sleep. I looked around and noticed that I was in my old room. As I sat up I winced from the pain in my chest. How can it still hurt so much even when we weren't destined? I slowly stood up and immediatley sat back down as the world began to spin. I took a few breaths and tried again. Better. I went to the door and almost got hit in the face by Layla's fist. 

"Oh my goodness!" She exclaimed.

"Huh, Hi Layla," I said.

"Becca, I'm so sorry," she said. Sympathy evident on her face. She came and brought me into a hug. Tears I didn't even know I still had began to come. I quickly wiped them away. 

"It's fine," I said coming out of the hug. 

"Becca,"

"No really. He wasn't my destined and I'm happy that he found his. I'm certain with time, the Goddess will bestow the same gift upon me,"I smiled at Layla who clearly didn't believe that I was fine. I always liked my brother's mate. She was short for a werewolf and espcially standing next to my brother but her spunky take no crap attitude made up for it. Her brown hair was always a messy brown bob, even more so with the kids being born, her striking blue eyes seemed to always look you in the soul if you stared in them long enough and her athletic body from cross country and training was now more plump and full since having the kids. She was absolutely beautiful for being the tom boy that she is. 

"Alright, I'll let it go today," she said giving one last hug before running to Joshy who clearly wanted to be fed or changed. 

I smiled after her. I made my way to my father's office both hoping and regretting to see Kyle. When I opened the door and he wasn't there I was sad and relieved. My father however sitting at his desk typing something on his computer quickly stopped and came over embracing me. More tears began to flow. I didn't even know it was possible to cry this much. 

"I'm so sorry sweety. If I had even the slightest idea the he would eventually find his mate I would've never allowed the bonding to accure," 

"You couldn't have known. None of us could've. Even the Goddess herself allowed for it to happen. So we all came to believe and live as if we were mates," I choked out in between crying and wiping my nose with my dad's hanky. 

He embraced me again, "Why don't you go for a run? That helped me when I lost your mother," he said the sorrow coming from his voice. 

"How'd you do it? If this is how I am with a chosen bond I can't even think how it was for you," 

"Well, when that bitch of a witch killed your mother. My heart and soul shattered, I killed her on the spot and tore every limb from her body so she couldn't return to the earth. Then I laid down next to my beautiful mate and Luna and stayed there for days. I nipped at anyone that tried to touch her. Then she came to me in a dream, said I had to get up that if I disappeared and left her pups with out a father and her grandpups without a grandfather she'd tear my throat out when I was able to join her again," Dad and I laughed at that last part. Sounded just like her. So I stood up told my beta to prepare the funeral rights and ran for miles," 

I looked at my brave, strong father and saw a weak, sad man for the first time in my life. "I remember seeing you come from the forest. Your face was stone cold and your eyes seemed lifeless. I thought that you'd name Duncan Alpha and become a rogue. I'm glad I was wrong."

"Come, lets go for a run," I nodded in agreement. 

After what seemed like hours and miles of running. I eventually went back to our house. I was surpised to see Kyle's car and things were gone. I laid down on the bed exhausted an envelope hitting me in the face. I picked it up and saw my name written in Kyle's hand. I quickly sat up and tore open the letter. 

My Dear Becs,

Please forgive me for running away in the middle of the night like a scarred pup with it's tail between it's legs. I feared that seeing me again would only add to your agony and if me doing this has done the same, I apologize, forgive me. I've left you everything only taking what was mine. I hope the next time we see each other it will be with our mates and each of us so blissfully happy it makes the Goddess herself sick.

I know a part of me will always love you, How can it not? We spent 32 years together, first as childhood playmates, then classmates, then as mates. I hope someday you'll find the love you once had for me. Do me a favor break a few of the awful plates for me?? I know it'll make you feel better. I know I did. 

Love a little always,

K. 

I held the letter close to my chest I curled up under the covers and slept.