Secret Love Between Packs

CHAPTER 1- DREAMS

Pic of Ashley ^^^^
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-ASHLEY'S POV-

'I walk through the forest shaking from the cold snow. I am 9 years of age and I am trying to find my way back to my warm hut. Judging by the setting of the sun, it is nearly 7pm. The birds sing their songs and the leaves clap along. My curly, brown hair falls down in ringlets, blowing in every direction with the wind. It is at these times that I wish that I could shift into my wolf form. I have to wait a few more years for my wolf. As I walk I hear the snow crunch out of time with my footsteps. I get scared and I stop and listen. As the sound nears, I look frantically for something. I don't know what I am looking for, but I keep searching. When I see a tree with a low branch I run as fast as I can and make my way up the dead tree. When I get half way up, and the branches above cannot hold my weight, the figure steps out from one of the larger trees. It is a boy! He looks about my age, and as he nears I can smell his scent. He is werewolf. He will find me. As I explore his black hair and his movements, I notice him look up at me. I stare into his brown eyes for about 10 seconds before he starts to walk carefully towards me. I flinch and back away at his steps. He holds out his hands and speaks. "Hello.I won't hurt you if you don't hurt me..." He stops and looks at me with an expecting look. I don't know how to respond. My father would worry if I'm not at home by midnight. I straighten and look at him. "I won't hurt you". "Okay, good," he says "Are you going to come down now?". I think about my options. If I go down, he might lash out and hurt me, if I stay, he might either come up to get me or wait for me to come down. I go with my gut and start to climb down the tree. He lends me a hand and helps me down. "Wow, you are beautiful" he compliments. I feel heat rising to my cold face. "Thank you".
We talk for a couple of hours. He is from the pack that shares the land my pack lives on. He is the alphas son, and I tell him that my father is the alpha of my pack. He is one year older than me.
When I say goodbye, he tells me to meet him at the same spot next week. I accept. The next week when we meet he has a rose. He gives it to me and I take it. My heart flutters away and i feel like he's taken it. I meet him the next couple of weeks until it turns into months. Then it turns into years. When I am 14 years old, he tells me some heart melting information. He says "Ashley, I think I like you... Like as in love-like you". I smile. "I might love-like you too". He holds me in his arms and I cuddle up to him. But, the next week he isn't there. Then the week after I am left waiting. After 3 months I give up.
There is a wolf meeting between the two packs, i don't want to attend because he has broken my heart. I still love him, but obviously he doesn't love me. I have to go, because I am the alphas daughter. At the meeting he is there next to his father. I look down and avoid contact. His father announces "My son! He has been training these past few weeks, as he has experienced what we all have, he has shifted into his mighty wolf!" Everyone cheers and I look up confused. He walks over to me. It's the middle of a pack meeting! He can't just walk around. Can he?
When he reaches me, standing next to my father, he puts his arms around me and lifts me off the ground. I wrap my arms around him and start to cry. "I've missed you. Why didn't you tell me?" I whisper. "It was torture to stay away, I love you Ashley". My father and his father tear us apart and put us back into place. I struggle and try to reach him, and he does the same. "Son! What are you doing to their alphas daughter?!" His father shouts. My father stares at me in horror and confusion. I hear Chris explain how we met and how we have kept in touch all through the years. My father hears as well and looks at me as if he is asking if it's true. I nod in reassurance. After the meeting, and our fathers approvals, we race to each other and don't let go.'

I wake up from my dream. Or my memory, from 2 years ago. Our pack moved away from the land one year after the meeting. We haven't seen each other since.