I'm worried that people will follow me as I run to the woods. After whatever I have done so far, I'm exhausted. I may have been a good fighter when I blacked out. But that didn't make me indestructible. I sustained some pretty serious injuries that sap my strength more with each passing second.I won’t survive if someone comes after me now. I might be able to fight them off for a little while, but I won't be able to keep it up for long. I'm too exhausted. I'm in too much pain. For a while, I don't dare look back though. I'm too scared that someone could be following me, and I don’t want to face certain death. I know I'm dead anyway, so it doesn't even matter. Right now, all that matters is running.So, I keep running. I rely on the wind to carry me. The forest gives me strength. The trees hide me.It doesn't take me long to realize I don't have anyone to hide from though. No one is coming after me. I slow once I realize that. No one is coming after me. No enemy is coming after m

She's my mate. I've known that since I first saw her. That's why I was drawn to her. That's why I had to help her. Because she's my mate.Of course, I try to help all injured people I come across. That's part of the way I find my purpose here in the woods by myself. It keeps the loneliness at bay for the most part.Still, I knew I had to help her. I knew she was different.“I can't tell you exactly where we are,” I tell her. “But I can tell you we're not near any other packs/ No one is going to harm you here. “You’re in my cabin in the woods. We're safe here. I took you here after I found you injured and helped heal you.“I brought you here just to heal you. And you're doing amazing job at it. So, now it's up to you what you do from here. I suggest you rest up awhile. But you can go back if you want, whenever you want.”I don't want her to leave. That's the last thing I want. I want her to stay with me always. But I know she can't.The problem is, I can't be around anyone for l

Leaving Caleb is surprisingly difficult. I spend a couple of days with him, and we start to bond even more than before. It feels like we're meant to be. We get along so well. I found my peace here. It seems crazy that I would leave it or him.As the days go on though, it doesn't seem like he changes his mind at all. It seems like he's still insisting on us not being together. And it's difficult to be around him when he feels that way. It's difficult when I feel like he's my mate but clearly he doesn't agree. I don’t know what I can do or say to make him see the obvious.So, I have to leave. It’s easier to leave than to stay with him here like this. It gives me something to think about, something to do.It gives me something to distract myself from the fact that I can’t stay with my mate. He doesn’t want me to stay with him. I just don’t know why.“I’m going to miss you,” I say, on the morning that I plan to depart.Secretly, I’m still hoping that he’ll ask me to stay with him. He’

After drinking the whole bottle of the antidote Caleb left out, I walk over to the bed that I first woke up in. I fall into it and I fall into a deep sleep. I can only hope that the antidote will work at this point. There are no guarantees, but I know I’ve done my best and that’s all I can do right now.When I wake, I have an intense fever that leaves me soaked in sweat. My body is weak and shaking. And I'm terrified. I can feel myself dying. But I don't want to die in this agony. And I am in agony. I bury my face into the pillow and scream.Caleb still isn't here. Where did he go? Why isn't he here to help me? Didn't he realize I'd return? He left the antidote out for a reason. So, how could he leave me here by myself?This man is supposed to be my mate. But he runs from me at every chance he gets. Mates aren't supposed to do that.What if I got it all wrong? What if he isn't my mate? Why do I feel this way about him if he isn't my mate? Why does life have to be so strange and unf

Killing Ben leaves me drained. He didn't deserve to die. I wish I didn't have to kill him. It's his sister who truly deserves to die. But I don't even want to kill her.Why don't I want to kill her? She killed so many people I loved. I should want to kill her for revenge.But to be honest, I don't want to kill anyone. I hate death. I hate violence. I think that we should all be able to live in peace.Life is so short, so precious, that it shouldn't be stolen. I wish I wasn’t tangled up in all of this. The deaths need to stop. I need to figure this out. And the only way I can do so is by going to her.She might try to kill me. And if she tries to kill me, I'll have to fight back. But I hope it doesn't come to that. I hope I can just convince her to see the truth. I need her to let me go.Fear follows me as I walk through the forest. I'm on guard now, on the lookout for anyone who might be following me. I want to avoid another confrontation if I can. I don't want to have to keep f