Chapter 0003

There was a knock at the door. I opened the hesitantly and revealed my mother. My parents never abused me, they just disowned me. Well my father disowned me, my mother always loved me and believed that I wasn't responsible for Daniel's death but she knew if she didn't play along there would be consequences.

"You look beautiful Love." She smiled at me.

She turned me around and grabbed a brush from the cabinet behind the mirror. She stroked my hair softly, giving me a slight sense of security and reassurance. It hurt as she battled her way through the knots but I was glad to spend time with the only person who I thought loved me.

"I hope your mate isn't someone in the pack, I hope they are someone who can take care of you," She whispered into my ear, her warm breath tickling the hair above it.

"Well then they will never find me," I said sadly.

"Love always finds a way."

When she finished I looked into the mirror and noticed my hair past my waist, better than normal.

"Thank you mom." I whispered to her.

She smiled at me and hurried out the bathroom, leaving me alone.

My mother did truly love me but she cared more about what the pack thought of her instead of her own daughter. It broke my heart just thinking about that. Tonight there was a possibility that I could meet my mate. My deepest desire and dream is to have someone bound to me forever, to love me with all their heart, to cherish me and be thankful for waking up next to me everyday.

Right now I'm thankful I'm not dead. As a matter of fact am I truly grateful for being alive? Would I rather die instead of living in this hell hole with people who never truly cared for me?

I heard music playing in a distance and I knew the party had started. I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts about mates and death that I forgot about the celebration. Tonight I just want to pretend that the party is for me too, that everyone doesn't hate me and that Daniel is still alive to celebrate with me.

Yeah that would be nice.

I slowly exited the bathroom in the hallway and made my way down toward the open living area. I was thankful that they let me attend the party but it also brings painful memories. I will have to face Xavier after these two painful years.

Wolves of all ages were present: adults, teenagers, young adults and maybe a few children. Decorations and balloons brought the room to life with their bright happy colors. Food and drinks were placed out on serving tables. People chatted and laughed away with each other as if they didn't have a care in the world. I managed to slip into the crowd and wander aimlessly around.

What could a girl with no friends do at a party like this?

"Happy birthday Xavier! It's the birthday boy!" Someone shouted.

I mean, it was also my birthday too but no one seemed to care.

I turned around to look at the most beautiful guy on earth. He had jet black hair that was pointed in several directions, like he just rolled out of bed. When he smiled, it made me feel warm and fuzzy emotions inside of me. He was wearing black jeans and a blue button down shirt with his muscles bulging to rip it. He had a tattoo on his right bicep that I couldn't see clearly. He was tall. So tall I bet I had to stand on my tip toes just to reach up and kiss his soft plump lips.

No, that must mean......no.

Before I could look away, he took this moment to look up from his friends and looked deep within my eyes.

Everything else in the room went dark.

I felt half of myself mending as I looked into the eyes of my lover. I wanted nothing more than to run up to him and jump into his arms and have him carry me away from this nightmare.

But that doesn't happen.