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Aiden

I woke up in the middle of the night in my bed. The room was too dark to see something but I felt another presence in the room beside my own. I turned on my bed lamp that dimly lit the room with orange overtones.

I turned around to see Robin laying next to me sound asleep with the blankets covering her bare body.

She looked so peaceful, so beautiful.

I reached my hand for her cheek but I couldn't reach her, she was too far away.

Suddenly I find myself running for her, trying to reach her, to touch her, make sure she is safe.

Her sleeping image gets away as I run faster and faster.

Finally, I get to her and touch her cheek to find out it's cold as ice.

I took off the blankets from the bed.

Underneath them was her dead slashed body in a strapless white dress.

Bloody claw marks were clear on her stomach.

My hand appears in front of my face, my claws were out,

dripping with my mate's blood.

I wake up breathing heavily, my cold sweat making me shiver.

I was again in my dark room in the middle of the night, rushing to turn the lights on to see Robin wasn't there.

Another horrible dream.

It's been ten days since the last time I saw her in that stupid run.

That run made me realize two things.

The first was that rejecting Robin won't stop her from already taking one of the most important things I have.

Pahn's favor and loyalty.

He didn't talk to me since the run, even though I needed him.

What he did do was leave his emotions turned on for me to feel. Every second of the day I felt his pain and anger toward me. Waves of his heartbreak and longing for his mate hit my every nerve, leaving me short fuzed and impatient towards people.

The second thing that I realized was... well... the rejection process was a whole lot harder than I thought it will be.

Something changed in me when she touched our fur that day.

I let myself give in to it, to that pleasure of her touch, to the mate bond.

Ever since I have been having nightmares starring her, slipping away in one way or another and ending up dead.

It was too much for me and I tried everything I could to forget.

By day I sank into the work my father gave me. He started briefing me on what I missed for the past four years. He slowly gave me control over things until I will manage the pack completely.

By night I was out in the human town drinking my mind away. Orion and jake were out with me the first night. We caught up on everything and had a blast.

I just came back to the bar every night since.

Alcohol lets my mind have a break from thinking of my troubles, especially of her.

On the third night, a blond bimbo came and hit on me. I was drunk and went along with it.

I woke up in the morning in her bed, naked and with a really bad hangover. I was already late for a meeting with my father, who left some angry texts on my phone for me to enjoy.

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