18. This is not yet over

Sleepless nights, endless longings, loneliness and reclusiveness have taken over me as days turn to weeks since Isabel disappeared. The pack seems to have continued their normal daily activities, after all not everyone knows about Isabel or for the fact that she is my mate.

I still have a hard time believing that we separated without settling our scores amicably, my heart aches every time I think about her and how much I’ve missed her and the warmth she brings whenever she is close to me. Mere words cannot explain how hurt I feel to have lost my mate.

I am not going to move on yet, I have this strong feeling that she is still alive and recuperating. I intend to give her more time to get better wherever she is and then come back to me like before.

A part of me claims that she is dead and have been devoured by the wild beasts of the woods that roam about recklessly, looking for a prey to devour. Isabel might have been one of the victims of such unfortunate disaster , it might be possib