When You’re Gone Novels & Stories

On the day of my marking ceremony, my twin sister suddenly returned to the pack. To pick her up, my parents, my brother, and even my mate all abandoned me. While Vivian proudly showed off a photo of herself surrounded by everyone on the pack forum, I tried to reach them through our mind link. That was when I discovered that they had already blocked me. My mate, Damian, was the only one who called me. He only said one thing. "Stop making a scene. The marking ceremony can be held another time, but Vivian rarely gets the chance to come home." As the whole pack jeered at me, I calmly canceled the marking ceremony. After returning home alone, I wrote a new number in my diary. [100.] That

In my head, Ann’s smile from earlier flashed— Faint. Cold. That wasn’t pouting. That wasn’t sulking. That was goodbye. The thought hit me like a lightning strike— She’s gone. Ann is gone. And this time… it’s real.

"Don't waste your tears anymore, cause she's.... GONE..." The murdering words fading away in the depressing air, my heart at last...stopped beating.

And I'm leaving tomorrow, what do you say When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my hair You're gonna miss me everywhere, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone I got my ticket for the long way round The one with the prettiest of views It's got mountains It's got rivers It's got sights to give you shivers But it sure would be prettier with you When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my walk You're gonna miss me by my talk, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.” Just as the song finished, someone flicked the wall lamps on; the sudden bright light caused my eyes to squint at the glare and I turned to

she repeats, leaving me with silence to process her words. “Right, I heard you, but I’m going to need a little more from you about that. Like gone as in he has gone to the bathroom or gone as in he is....” I swallow, my throat aching, muscles tense. The thought of him being gone, where I can never see him again, where I have to live in a world where he doesn’t exist. I swallow, licking my lips as my eyes slide shut, trying to control my emotions until I can get clever answers. “He has disappeared, Tate. Like he asked to be on border duty and no one has seen him since. He never checked in for routine check.”

Death. It’s a funny thing when you really think about it. One minute, a person is right there, and the next, they’re gone. You’re just left with an empty shell of who they were; left with just a cold body that does not respond anymore. They’re just gone…

I stood there alone, feeling my connection to Hannah fading fast. As I fell and my consciousness blurred, the last thing I saw was his decisive retreating figure.

Not only did they decline my calls, but they even sent me a message: [Faking suffocation again? Drop the act! Your father and I don't have time for your drama! We've already severed our pack link to you!] Only my mate, Ryan, picked up. "Help me... Ryan, I'm dying..." His reply was cold and sharp. "Sophie, cut the drama. This is Ella's big day. There’s a limit to your attention-seeking! I already told you I'd make it up to you with a graduation present!" But… Ryan, I was already dying.

The roses I had spent all afternoon picking were already starting to wilt, just like our six years together were coming to an end. Carl disappeared for a week. When he finally came back, he didn't say a word about where he'd been or ask how I was doing. The first thing he said was that he wanted to sleep with another woman. I didn't even know how long we sat there in silence until his phone rang on the table. It was that special ringtone he had set for Wendy Lyle. "Carl, you're still not coming?" Wendy's voice came through the phone. I tightened my fist so hard that my knuckles went white. "Carl Larson! We're not over yet!"

I held the award certificate tightly in my hand and called a friend back in my hometown. “Lisa, I’ve decided to go back.” “What? That’s sudden!” Lisa sounded excited on the other end of the line. “It’s been seven years since we last saw each other. I’ve missed you so much. By the way, is Gabriele coming back with you? There’s been trouble in the neighborhood lately. If he’s around, he’d be able to handle it.”