I was standing in the middle of the room, with warm tears streaming down my face, and it didn't matter how much I tried I couldn't stop them. I couldn't believe what had just happened.My mind started focusing on what I could feel and see, to check if it was really happening. The wood scent of the packhouse, the dim light, the white musky odor of my mate, the metallic taste in my mouth for biting my cheeks.Romer was there in front of me, his eyes felt unfamiliar, distant. They were full of anger and disappointment, and he never looked me like that. His dark blue looked like black and for the first time I was scared. He turned his head, like only my sight disgusted him, and I started feeling my legs losing their power. "You betrayed me, Lya!" His voice was powerful and just like a thunder it made me fall on my knees. "You knew how much I trusted you, you knew I would do anything for you and of all people you were the one that stabbed me in back" My heart ached in pain for him. I
"Lya, honey, it was just a nightmare” said my mom softly. Her green eyes were filled with tears, but she was holding them back just to give me a bit of strength. Probably she would cry while I was at the University, but in front of me my parents were trying to be strong and had always comforting words. I automatically hugged her, and she hugged me even tighter. She always had this power of calming me without saying much. And during these tough months just these moments felt like I was living again. Tears streamed down my face, and she didn't even try to stop me. Her hand started making circles on my back and slowly I felt them slowly drying out. When she noticed I was calmer she pulled back, took my chin and looked at me with her beautiful green golden eyes, and said “I made pancakes and your favorite tea, so get up, have a shower and come downstairs” “Mom I don't feel like…” “You'd rather let your body decompose on this bed, while years pass by? Or you can get up and do something
The voice took me away from my thoughts, and I blinked to see if it was really him talking. Niall, the Alpha’s son, standing in front of me with his constantly fake friendliness, that was trying to hide badly his enormous ego and arrogance. His presence brought me immediately on edge. "Mind if I sit?" he asked, but he didn’t even wait for my answer and started pulling out the chair across from me."Yes," I said sharply, with my voice purposely cold. "That seat’s only for my real mate and my real friends. You are none of them" Niall's smile faltered and I clearly noticed a flash of irritation crossing his face before he quickly went back his usual fake smile. "Lya, it’s been over six months. You need to move on. Romer’s not coming back." My jaw tightened and the familiar ache in my chest growing stronger. "That’s absolutely none of your business. As I said before that seat is only for my real mate and my real friends. You belong to none of them.” Niall leaned forward slightly, and
"You deserve better," Cara said softly. "You don’t have to settle for him or anyone else. You’ll find your way through this." I gave a faint smile and was very grateful for their support, but deep down, the pain of Romer’s rejection still burned. He believed I had betrayed him, and no matter how many times I replayed our last conversation in my head, I just couldn’t figure out how to convince him it was all a misunderstanding. He had trusted me, and now that trust was shattered. How could I ever make him see the truth? "Thanks, girls" I murmured with my voice barely audible. She leaned back against the bench, staring up at the sky through the branches, and started thinking how could I ever move on when my heart still belonged to the one person that I could never have anymore? Tara gave a gentle squeeze to my hand, bringing me back to the present. "Let’s not think about him right now. Let’s just focus on getting through today." Cara, always the optimist, flashed a bright smile. "
Sitting at the bar, enjoying a drink with his friends there was Darius. He was inconfondibile. His sleek black hair with a white stripe on the front were his mark. When he moved to Silverwood last year with Romer many had commented about his looks, but after some too close encounters the talks quickly faded. What is he doing here? Could it mean that Romer is with him? And just this thought caused my heart to race.Then he suddenly stood up and started walking to the exit. Without hesitation I said to the girls “I'll be right back” and started following him. Tara and Cara where shocked as they didn't know what happened, but seeing my face they didn't even try to stop me. Trying to hide myself I hurried after him, with my pulse racing inside my ears with a mixture of fear and hope. Maybe he could tell me how Romer is or maybe I could even meet him. Darius had parked on the other side of the lot and as soon as he got into his car I decided that I would follow him wherever he'd go. I tr
ONE YEAR BEFOREIt was the week before Tara’s birthday, and even though she wasn’t quite at the official mating age yet, she was still totally excited about the event. Tara would be turning 20, and as always, it was a chance for the three of us to celebrate together. We spent nearly every moment of that week planning her birthday. It wasn’t going to be anything fancy, just a small cake at Tara’s home with her family, and then we’d head out for a girls' night. Simple, but perfect. We were sitting in the university cafeteria, at our usual spot by the large windows that overlooked the campus courtyard. The afternoon sun streamed in, with its golden light across our table, it warmed up the whole atmosphere, as we excitedly went over the final details for the party. "So, the cake is sorted, right?" I asked, glancing over Tara’s shoulder at her notebook. "Yep, chocolate with raspberry filling. My mom’s favorite, obviously," Tara replied with an exaggerated eye roll, making Cara and me
His smile deepened, a teasing glint in his dark blue eyes. "Glad to see you have not forgotten your childhood friend" I gasped, a flood of memories suddenly rushing back to me. Summer afternoons spent running through the woods, chasing each other by the river. Laughing so hard we couldn’t breathe. The secret treehouse we had sworn no one else would ever find. It was really , Romer. My childhood friend, the one who had disappeared when we were still kids. He had moved to a far away pack and even if we promised each other to keep in touch, but years passed by and slowly we stopped writing. I stared at him, my heart hammering in my chest. "Romer?" I whispered, almost afraid to say it out loud. It didn’t seem possible. I thought I would never meet him again, but now look at him, he was there standing in front of me, making my body feel unknown sensations that I couldn't even understand properly. He smiled even more at the sound of his name with his blue eyes softening, and turning in
The girls were completely in awe and I could feel my cheeks reddening up just like that day. Romer was again looking at me and say with a soft smile on his face “I would say the same even today, I've never seen such beautiful eyes like yours Little Wolf” I couldn't help but make the brightest smile ever and said to the girls “can you imagine me? A little girl who just changed completely her life, had gone through a lot of bad events and finally finds someone who doesn't label her as strange for having one amber eye and a blue one. I immediately decided I had to be friends with this guy” With a smirk on his face he said “You are belittling what I saw. Your eyes are not just amber and blue. The warm notes of caramel brown are beautifully mixed with green and orange notes, reminding me of the beautiful forest in autumn. On the other side there's this super light blue, with turquoise and green stripes that make me think of forests in the summer with the green trees and and fresh blue wa