When I wake up, it's as if I've had the most horrible nightmare I've ever had. I begin to remember fragments of it. My pack being slaughtered, losing myself to the dark side, as I killed Alpha Xander's soldier. As I choked the breath out of Darius. The last part makes my eyes shoot out wide. "NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" I shout. I search around frantically for Darius. I see him lying on the ground next to me."NO!" I scream out in sheer horror. I can't believe I did this. I killed him—the only one to ever show me what true love was like. I killed him. And all he tried to do was stop me. I fall to the ground, placing my head in between my knees."NO!" I shout once more, in complete despair."This can't be happening! What have I done?" I question."Wynter?" I hear a faint sound behind me but take no notice of it. I begin to sob. Not only have I lost my friends and family, but Darius as well.I don't know how I can go on after this."Wynter?" I hear someone call to me once more.I look up

... Four Years Later......Darius POV...I was growing restless. I'm turning sixteen in less than a month, and I could already feel my wolf getting anxious. I was looking forward to being able to shift for the first time. My sixteenth birthday was going to be amazing. It would be the first time to meet my wolf, but it was also the day in which I could begin to learn who my mate was. I found myself conflicted over the last part. The strange thing was, I had no idea why. I have an inner desire to meet her, but I also had this need to move on without her. I didn't know why I was like this. I had always thought that I would be one of those love-sick wolves that desperately searched for their true mate. I had grown up being told by the elders how special our mates really were. So why did I not want to meet her? I was so confused. It was as if part of me was telling me to choose my own mate, while a small part of me fought against the very idea of it. I wish that once I have my wolf, that

It's been two months since my sixteenth birthday. I wish I could say that my restlessness died once I met my wolf; however, that never happened. If anything, it almost made things worse.Ever since my wolf revealed that I had already found my mate, my thoughts soon became flooded, wanting to know where she was. She looked younger than me by about four years, which would mean that she wouldn't know about the mate bond. However, one thing plagued my mind. The necklace. It was a gesture that a lover would do. Not just a good friend.I'm friends with many of the pack wolves. However, there isn't anyone that I would ever go to the extent of making such a special gift for. That doesn't make me a cold person. Rather, I would get my friends something simple. A toy or item that they had desired, perhaps a dinner out, or hosting a party. Not once would I get them a gift that came directly from my heart.Which would only mean one thing. She must know who we are.'But how's that possible?' I ask

...Wynter POV...It's been four years since I last saw Darius. Each second away from him has been one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. My heart constantly felt like it was on fire. I knew it was because of the mate bond. There was no denying it. I felt my heart constantly pulling me to go back to him. Regardless of how bad the pain got, I knew I couldn't do that. If I went back, it would only be putting Darius' life at risk. Something I couldn't and wouldn't do. I would much rather take a bullet than ever see Darius hurt because of me.After my encounter with Alpha Xander, I ran back to my pack, and together we packed everything up and moved that night. My pack and I relocated to Europe directly after everything happened. Calista had connections near the Black Sword pack in England. She said it used to be her pack before she had gone rogue. I don't know why she never returned to them, instead of staying rogue, but I guess it was just a pride thing. Calista was a very pridef

After I left my dad's office, I ran down the hallway and directly to my room, mind linking Kenji along the way.'We did it, Ken! My father agreed to let us go!' 'Sweet! So when do we leave.' He asks.'Within the hour.' I state, rummaging through my closet, for things that I'll need during the trip.'What? Are you nuts? Genesis will have my balls if I tell her I'm leaving with such short notice.' He remarks, sounding pissed.'Hey. You were the one that volunteered to come. You had more than enough notice. It's not my fault you didn't tell her earlier.' I state, showing no compassion. Why would I? He knows how important this is to me. He also knows that I'll go with or without him, so he doesn't have time to doddle.'Come on, man..' Kenji says, attempting to make me sympathize with him.'Sorry, but it won't work. You know how important this is to me. You can either come or stay. I won't mind either way. But I'm going, and I'll be leaving at 5 pm sharp.' I say, cutting the mind link.I