Chapter 1

Mate To The Vengeful Lycan King

Chapter 1

Ciara

I have lived in my dreams so much I forgot that not all dreams come true. Albeit all the dreams I wanted in reality coming true, but this particular one washed away and never sailed towards my reality.

We were friends but still he never acknowledged my feelings or noticed them.

I turned eighteen months ago and he recently met my age and right at this moment was my heart breaking into pieces.

He was my crush since childhood and we both came here together to school in the human world and basically grew up together.

He’s the son of my father’s beta; my father is an Alpha and the Alpha to the pack where I’m birthed and we both came from.

I have always loved him extraordinary and wished endlessly for us to be experiencing whatever he is experiencing right now with the girl beside him.

The cheers in the decorated and well litted hall were silent to my ears, only the words he uttered to me seconds ago repeated in my blank head.

“Look who I found Ci, I found my mate.” He said so happily while the girl clung tighter to his body with a foolish bright smile on her face; with the way she seems she must also be a werewolf as she doesn’t look surprised when he mentioned mate.

Those were his words and they were unbelievably painful slicing through my skin like a dagger piercing a soft surface, my heart thumped loudly against my chest while I try getting the news in and digesting the reality in front of me.

He was never mine and never would be mine. In fact, the girl beside him owned him now.

This moment I regretted ever dreaming about him, I deplored myself, my heart with so much hatred and anger for giving herself freely to him. The bang in my head hit louder when he went away to go dance with the girl and I was left alone with myself on the floor.

Tonight was the night of our prom and our last night here in the city, because we had planned to return back to the pack tomorrow morning where I intended to confess my feelings to him and perhaps convince him to chose me as his mate and I will do same.

But that went on drain after he came declaring what just happened. That he found his mate.

My fist clung tightly to the white dress hung over my body with my lips beginning to quiver, my mouth whimpered while my eyes felt the saline fluid surfacing them.

Soon it trickled down my cheek and a new wave of sadness inundated my soul. I would be entirely crushed if I should indeed wait somewhere for them to finish dancing and getting acquainted so he can come back and blast my ears more on who she is while indirectly stabbing knife repeatedly on my heart..

My fist held on to my ball gown grabbing it up so my feet would move more freely. Snuggling through my peers dancing with their partners in either love or friendship happily, and skipping through the floor till I made it to the door that deceased the occasion.

With a broken soul I passed through the door coming out of the school’s hall.

My heels clanked solemnly against the marble ground of the hallway that leads to the school’s exits, each step I took iterating his words to me back in the hall.

Then I decided, there’s no reason for us to ever connect again, I have no reason to keep loving him when he would be loved by another dearly.

Just like my dream for him just perished, my feelings for him should also perished; just like the way my fragile heart got trampled on today.

I have gotten back to the apartment we shared, my watery eyes roaming around our cozy decor, my own part decorated with a pastel purple and his with black. My own mini shelf of three layers of cabinets once filled with books from my favorite authors but now empty as they were now packed inside my luggages since we’re moving out tomorrow morning; I don’t want to forget anything neither let anything hold us back. I’m already packed and so was he.

The room was divided and decorated in two parts, one for him and the other side for me.

Memories of everything that has taken place in here flooded my mind, stomping on my brain, while mocking me roughly with his words back at the hall. He truly has found his mate and the person wasn’t me.

Ridden by emotions and with zero control over my actions, I walked over to my luggages, taking off the stupid ball gown over my body then clothing myself back in something casual like a pink top over a black leggings with a matching sneakers.

Then I moved every of my things outside, took the car keys from where it’s placed and load all of the luggages inside the booth of the car my father had sent to us so we can transport with when coming back tomorrow.

When I get home tonight, I’d have a new ride sent for him. I can’t stay and wait for him to be done, I would not be able to hear all he has to say about his magical night.

Wiping away some tears from my muddled face I settled myself on the driver’s seat behind the wheels, turning the ignition on my feet stepped on the clutch and soon the car roared it engine to life.

Seconds later the car moved freely on the flattened lane of the road, the bright moon shunning down across the car’s window taunting me of my shattered hopes of becoming my best friend’s mate, my first and ever crush, the guy I literally have a future planned with.

My thoughts paved back to moment from now, the smile on my face when he asked me to dance with him and at the verge of that happening he sniffed the air, telling me to wait as he sniffed the air more fiercely and began tracing it away from me.

I didn’t want to guess much but then he came back seconds later to announce that he met his mate, the words crumbling down my walls of hope, my pillars of dreams, my rocks for believe. And right in front of me, they danced instead of the both of us.

Just why! Why would the Moon Goddess treat me this way, after all my wishes to her.

My vision were hazy from the constant tears pooling out of my socket uncontrollably. I bit sadly on my finger, the harsh reality that he will never be mine and now taken hitting me more than I wanted.

Why did I ever love him even, his soothing voice was way too angelic for someone not to fall for, his soft features and appearance are something my eyes and heart can’t denied made them fell.

I wasn’t conscious of my driving, I just drove endlessly lost in my thoughts on the city’s expressway that leads back into our pack not minding what is going on.

It was serene, silent with few cars driving past me on the opposite lane while some overtake me speeding away.

But soon my body jolted up at the sound of my car lurching to a stop all of a sudden that had my head bumping and bashing hardly against the wheel’s surface knocking me out completely.

Before this had happen, my eyes had caught a man standing right in front of my car with his hand rested on the bonnet structure, strong enough to stop the movement and shove me deep in temporal darkness.