Chapter 2

So did Alpha Anthony Martin's exit from Jenny's life take out all the light with it.

How she had been taken from the wedding venue and brought back home, she could barely remember, as she cried the entire time, her mind too focused on the heartbreaking, embarrassing, scarring affair that her wedding day was turned into.

It was as though he had bitten into her chest and cut her heart out, because she felt pain there that hurt so much it was ruining her. She could not bring herself to do anything except hate Alpha Tony for leaving her, and love him even more because she could not stop.

She wanted to know what his new lover was like, the one who had taken her Alpha away from her. Was she prettier, or more attractive?

The three days that followed after the called off wedding were a misery for her, a burden to live through in her lonely, private apartment specially designed to keep intruders away. The only one who had ever come here with her to this place was her Alpha, the only man she loved.

This place had once brought her peace, but now it brought her memories of Alpha Tony, so much that she thought it carried his thick, wolfish scent that had so often driven her to moods she could never explain at the time.

It was in this house they had first made love, and she would stand still for minutes on end, relieving the scenes of the confirmation of their pair bonding in her head. How he had bitten into her, made love to her, and called her name. Then she had thought she would be his Luna, and they would live together forever.

On the third night, however, it all became too unbearable for Jenny, the loneliness taking a toll on her. She now allowed a few people in the house to see her, and she welcomed them all with puffy red eyes and a fake smile, assuring them that she was fine, even though there was only one man she wanted there with her, only her Alpha Tony, there to say he was sorry and that he wanted her back in his life.

So she waited for him until it struck her that he would never be hers. She had barely slept a wink at night since the wedding, and as the moon sat in the sky, Jenny walked out of her house, her feet leading her without control.

All of a sudden, she stopped, her feet planted on the edge of a chasm that went several feet into the earth. No one had ever been known to survive that chasm, man or wolf, and if it was going to offer an end to her misery, then so be it. She could not imagine herself living past this sorrow.

Even more, she hoped Alpha Tony would feel pain, knowing he was the cause of her death. She would feel him at her grave while he pleaded, and it would make him guilty enough to ruin whatever love he had for the other woman.

A cold wind blew, and she took a step back, wanting to return to her home, but her chest still hurt and she wanted to stop feeling the pain. Bending over, she looked into the deep, dark chasm and felt the death inside of it, so she closed her eyes and spread her arms wide open before letting herself fall forward.

The wind filled her ears as she fell, and her body was terrified of the height. All of a sudden, she did not want to die anymore.

What had she been thinking?

However, it was already too late, and she was on her way down the chasm. A terrified scream left her mouth when all of a sudden, everything stopped.

Something was holding onto her leg, because she felt herself hang upside down, her hair dangling in the cold. When she thought about the thing holding her leg, with how warm it was and the way it shook, she realised it was not something holding her.

It was someone.

That someone shook, and she let out another cry of terror, regretting the idea that made her want to commit suicide.

“Don't be scared.” A voice assured her. “I am holding you.”

“Please get me out.” She cried.

With a grunt, she felt herself being pulled up, while the feel of solid earth under her body brought so much relief to her. A yell at her feet made her realise that there was another problem.

The person that saved her was now holding to the edge of the chasm for dear life.

“Help me.” He grunted.

She rushed and grabbed both his hands, pulling him out with all the strength she could muster. Slowly, he came up, until her foot shook and he went down again, only saved because she was still holding him.

This time, she pulled him back up, and they both fell to the edge, panting and dirty.

“You must be crazy, girl.” He breathed in his baritone, sitting up. “What was going on in your head to make you want to jump off that cliff. It's not a trampoline down there.”

Jenny sat up too, her nostrils burning, and her inner wolf letting out another whine. Another teardrop ran down her cheek, because he was right, whoever he was.

She was indeed crazy. What had she been thinking?

“Come over here.” He said, gesturing to her with one arm, and once more within one night, she did something without thinking, crawling close to him and falling into his arms. “You nearly got the both of us killed.”

“I am sorry.” She whined.

If the stranger found this behaviour of the girl whom he had just saved and who he barely knew strange, he did not show it, and she remained in his arms for a while.

“I have to go.” He said, releasing his hold from her.

“No… Stay.”

“You don't even know me.”

At this point, Jenny opened her eyes, wondering what was wrong with her. Here she was, relaxing in the arms of a man she barely knew. “Oh.” She said, rushing to her feet and wiping her hands on her dress.

He stood too, and then turned to go.

“Wait…” she called, her hand outstretched.

He stopped and then turned to look at her. She could barely even see his face.

“What is your name?”

“You don't have to know it.”

“But — “

He tore off a piece of his cloth and handed it to her. “Take this and keep it with you. Only use it to remember me, and keep it in honour of me.”

She took it, and with these words, he turned, and morphed into his wolf form, a mix of white and black fur all over, and bolted off.

That was the last time she saw him.