Prologue

Prologue

Alpha Prince Saint pov 

My head is banging as I sit and listen to my father lecture me on drinking too much. He wouldn’t understand even if I tried to explain to him, my parents' relationship is the strongest I have ever seen. Rubbing my temple’s, I have been drowning out his consistent talking until her name was mentioned. 

Bellatrix, the only female I have ever loved, but I fucked it up. Six months ago I broke her heart and every day I have hated myself for it. I can't remember how or why it happened, I have never ever looked at another female ever. 

For some reason I ended up so drunk I can't even remember getting back to the packhouse, never mind the female who was lying naked next to me. For six months I have tried to piece it together that night, but the only thing that ever was there was the look on Bellatrix’s face that morning, as she stood in the doorway to my room with coffee in hand like she did every other morning. 

The look on her beautiful face has haunted me ever since. She left that morning and I haven't seen her since, she won't take my calls, and I even drove to the northern coven where she was. They refused me entry saying she does not wish to see me. 

Six months I have hated myself, Amphion has been distant but I don't blame him, she is his sister. If it was Emerald I would have killed the fucker who hurt her, not that I let anyone near my sister, she is too pure for this fucked up world . As always Angelo has tried to make peace between us. 

It's the Quads eighteenth birthday in two weeks of course she was coming home, all of a sudden I could feel my nerves kicking in. I wrote to her every week telling her what was going on, begging her to talk to me telling her how much I miss her and love her but nothing. 

She will be home today. I need to get my shit together, I knew Aunt Red had gone to the coven a few days ago. She took my last letter so I knew she actually got it. She promised she would make Bell read it in front of her. 

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Bellatrix pov

“Mom, honestly i'll be fine, he was never really mine not properly anyway only the Goddess can decide that” I say to my mother as she is putting my bags in the car ready to set off back to our pack. 

As much as I try to act calm I know my mother can see through it she is the most powerful witch of her time. Rolling her eyes at me she doesn't say another word, even though I know she is desperate to know how I feel. The truth is I really don't know how I feel. The day I left I felt as though my heart had been ripped out.

Saint and I had always been close, neither of us said it out loud but we always thought we were Mates. He has written to me every week. I never returned a letter. If I am honest I wanted him to suffer. I read all his letters, in fact I read them over and over. My sister's video called every night with Emerald to fill me in on the pack gossip.

Emerald would apologise over and over for her brother but it wasn't her fault, and I told her that. If I am completely honest I missed him, I missed everything about him. He was my best friend. I spent almost every day of my life with him. He was my first everything, friend, crush, kiss and heartbreak. 

I think I am ready to see him now, I needed time and space to work through it. I had saved myself for him and he had always said he was saving himself for me. That morning I saw that female naked, it crushed me. It was bad enough that it happened but for it to be her, Candice the bitch had been after Saint for years. 

I was so lost in thought I didn’t even realise we had arrived until the car stopped. There he was standing beside Aunt Lenny, he looked nervous but still drop dead gorgeous. He has on a simple white t-shirt and blue jeans but he never needed much with his black curly hair and gold eyes. I could feel his eyes boring into me as he rushed to open my door. 

The moment his eyes locked with mine I knew I was doomed but if he thought I would make it easy for him, boy he was wrong …