It is always unsure that which pain is worse, the shock of what happened or the achne for what never will...
The cold breeze stroking her fur failed to put off the hot turmoil in her mind.
Lavender spent her quality time in bed for the last three days unable to move an inch feeling extremely sick. Her inner wolf is punishing her for her misdeeds. Even if her wolf can't communicate with her, it clearly shows its disinterest with her decision of dormenting their mate bond. For their animal side a soulmate is everything, a wolf's sole purpose of living is their mate.
She was sure that her wolf will forgive their mate without any doubt even if he reject and banish them from the pack.But since the wolves loved the outdoors and staying closed made them restless, her wolf finally took pity on her and healed her back.
The night seem so beautiful as the silver moon shines reflecting its potrayel on the drowsing river as it perceives the sleeping forest.
After taking a bath in the river she shifted and changed before walking towards her way back home. Surprisingly enough, the darkness no longer terrifies her. She has a clear vision of everything around her since the shift boosts her eyesight unlike last time.
Last time...
His hand feels so warm contrary to her icy cold hands.
Lavender blinked back those uncalled memories, It is the last thing she wants to remember at that moment. She promised herself to be strong, she can't mourn forever in sorrow and selfpity.
Her family is already worried sick for her, especially Tylor. He does have some doubts about the sudden temperature and her behaviour at the pack house on "that day" but somehow he kept all of that to himself.
Only the goddess knows how badly she wants to announce the revelations to everyone, To her grandmother at least, but the terrible scare for her reaction hold her tongue back from confessing... afterall mate is a touchy subject to warewolves. From childhood itself a werewolf is raised by telling stories about a true mate and how important to have a mate in your life. And It is really difficult to find your one true mate. And rejecting a mate is extremely rare and frowned upon in the werewolf world.
Thankfully Everyone blamed the newly shifted nature and the immense training for her health condition.
If only they knew!
Lavender ascended the stairs to her room upon reaching home with light steps and heavy heart along with her baggy eyes, It's been a while since she got a peaceful slumber ... She laid awake on her bed, collecting thoughts.
The day after tomorrow is Full moon, The Initiation ceremony!.
There will be a lot of people including the Warewolf elders, Leaders and their mates of neighbouring packs. It's the biggest celebration a pack can hold apart from the Luna ceremony. And her presence is required... Tylor will kill her if she skipped the event. He extremely worked hard for this day. She have to be there for him. And moreover she wants to be there for her brother witnessing that event taking place. It's the occasion that she and her brother always waited by counting years and months since they were kids... She can't miss it for the world.But Aiden...
She's frightened to face him.
What if the spell didn't work out?
Will he reject her on the spot infront of everyone?She whimpered at that thought and eventually the sleep welcomed her..
He hates her right ?. ..
To be continued....
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The Enchanted Chronicles
Hombres LoboThe loud cry of an infant intrude the silent peace night of Shadow Crack Pack, The Blood Red Moon shines brightly smiling downwards.. It was the guards on patrolling duty reach at the spot eyeing the new born with bright violet eyes and the fragran...