I wait anxiously for Samantha to get back. I can't help but worry about what she'll say. I'm not even sure what I want her to say. Could someone like her really want to be with someone like me?It's too unbelievable to even fathom. But she listened to me. She didn't run away. She listened to me and it seemed like she was willing to give me a chance. So, will she give me a chance? Will she still want to be my mate after everything I’ve done?My fate rests on her. If she doesn't want me here, then I'll leave. There's nothing more to say than that. I'm not going to stay here and bother her if she doesn't want me here.But if by some miracle she does want me here, then I'll stay. Of course, I'll stay. I couldn't leave her. Especially not if she wants me here.I pace around my room, too stressed to go downstairs and have conversation. I think about the money I have saved up. After my mate died, I moved back in with my family to heal. Now, I have enough money that I could get a new h
Watching Brian leave is the most heartbreaking thing I’ve ever had to witness. It tears me up inside. I can’t imagine my life without him.He confirmed it though. He didn’t try to deny that he killed his best friend. He didn’t give a good explanation for it. She was right all along. Brian killed his best friend. That’s something so dishonorable that I simply can’t forgive it. I can’t be with someone like that.So, then why does it feel like we’re meant to be? I still can’t understand that. We’re so obviously wrong for each other. He killed an innocent man. He even said he was kind. I would never do something like that. So how is someone who’s capable of such things my mate?Surely the universe is a cruel, unforgiving place. Fate must’ve laughed upon me as it decided who my mate would be. It wanted me to be tortured. My heart was always destined to be broken.I watch him go and wait until he’ll be far enough away so I won’t run into him before I go outside. The cool, night air r
It all makes so much sense, too much sense. Brian didn’t actually have anything to do with Dylan’s death, but his guilt has led him to believe so. Which is why he didn’t protest when I blamed him for it.I feel sick to my stomach. I can’t believe I blamed him for it. He clearly already feels so much pain regarding Dylan’s death. He has taken it all upon himself when he doesn’t deserve it.I made it worse for my mate. I rubbed salt in the wound of his pain. And I still can’t fully believe I would do something as horrible as that. My heart breaks for him.In that moment, I know what I have to do. I have to make things right. I have to assure him that he’s not at fault, he never ways. I have to try to heal the heart that I’ve broken.It’s going to be difficult do that, I understand. He might never want to speak to me again. But I have to at least try.Just as I’m about to stand though, another scene flickers upon the water. This one fills me with horror.I see Brian. He has berries
It took awhile for Brian to heal completely, and I’ve been so thankful for that recovery for every day that I was worried he’d be stolen away from.“It’s still difficult to deal with the guilt,” I admit to him, as we wake up in our bed that morning. He rolls over to face me and takes me in his arms.“What do you mean?” he asks.“You almost died because of me,” I remind him, my eyes getting teary at just the thought of it. I almost lost you completely.”“But I’m still here,” he assures me. “It’s not your fault. You were led to believe something that was untrue, and your response makes perfect sense considering that.“Besides, you saved me and that can’t be forgotten. I wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for you. And I appreciate the sacrifice you made every day.”We kiss and once again I’m reminded of how special he is to me, how important our love is. Not that I’ve ever forgotten it.“I fall more in love with you each day,” I tell him.“And I with you,” he says. “Especially today.
I've never seen a challenge in person before. The last time our pack had one, I was too young to be allowed to attend.It's all anyone has talked about for weeks. This young wolf who has had the audacity to challenge the alpha.I know many people think it was the wrong thing, but personally, I think it's brave. Our alpha is a jerk, and I don't think he usually has the pack's interest at heart.I think he cares more about himself and his own ego than he does about the pack.However, I've never felt that way aloud. While there are certainly members of the pack who adore him, but I've heard whispers of discontent, and I think this challenge is the last straw.No one has said so too loudly though, since our alpha is a little trigger happy.Some wolves have even left the pack, others have been killed by him, or by his equally ruthless second.I don't really know much about the challenger. He's a bit of a mystery. All I know is that he's young and, apparently, very ambitious.I don't
It's been three days since the challenge, and I can't stop thinking about him. Rafael.That's his name. Rafael. Our new alpha.My whole body is practically humming with excitement as I sit in the clearing where the challenge happened, and I'm watching Rafael and some of the other pack members spar.The past three days have been a whirlwind. Our pack has changed so much since Rafael won the challenge, and I love it.First, Rafael reversed all the silly, stupid laws that our alpha had set up. Rafael is the kind of alpha that actually cares about the pack, and he makes sure that even the lowliest of wolves is given a voice.It's really made me proud of my pack.I've been a bit of a rebel in the past, and it's nice to have someone like him to look up to.I can't stop thinking about him. I don't think I've ever felt so drawn to someone before, and I don't think I've ever felt this kind of connection to anyone.I know it's crazy. I mean, I don't even know him. We haven't even been
We arrive back at camp, and I know immediately that something is wrong. Rafael's second in command, Matthew is waiting for us, and he looks anxious."Something's happened," he says."What?" Rafael asks. "What's wrong?""It's the old alpha. He's refusing to accept the results of the challenge. He wants a rematch.""He can't do that," I say. "There are rules. You can't redo a challenge unless..." I trail off then. I know in this moment what's happening, and it's the last thing I want."Unless it's a fight to the death," Matthew says, finishing my sentence."No," I say. "No, that can't be it."But it is. If the old alpha doesn't recognize Rafael as the rightful alpha, then he'll have to kill him. And if he doesn't...I can't think about it. I don't want to think about it."It doesn't have to be that way," Rafael says. "I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make this work. This is my pack. I don't want any harm to come to anyone.""If you kill the old alpha," Matthew says, "th
It's clear automatically that the fight is one to the death. The old alpha leaps up, and snaps at Raphael’s neck, going for the veins that would bleed out if ripped through like the old alpha wants to.This is a fight to the death. This is a fight to shed all their blood. And my heart leaps out of my chest as I panic for the man I've grown to care so deeply about.It's more than just caring about him deeply though. I know he's my mate. He's the one person for me. He's the wolf I'm destined to be with. And he just might be destined to die. I can't even fathom it.“How dare you,” the old alpha snarls, as he snaps at Rafael. “Your claim is illegitimate, I told you that. You’re a rogue. You have no place in trying to be in alpha.”“I have more grounds to be an alpha than you do,” Rafael says. “I won this fight fair. Now, bow down to me or I'll have no choice but to kill you. I don't want things to end like this.”“It's almost cute how you think that you could end me,” the old alpha