Unlikely Companions

Chapter 16

Honestly, it really hurt to be rejected so....abruptly...

Not that I could blame him. I just recently had admitted to loving him, when I saved him from the tribe. After all, he may not feel the same way towards me, which made me feel even worse, to think he may not love me. In many ways, it hurt to the point I just wanted to rage out and destroy everything I could. It was like someone was cutting out my heart with a dull knife, and I had to watch it be done.

I sat on the blanket covered bale of hay, which had been my bed for years. I liked it. It was away from everyone else, giving me time to think or sleep or eat or anything for that matter, alone. I had always been a loner. Partially because I was a little shy, but mostly because I didn't like dealing with other people. Which always made me wonder if I'd be good enough to be a true alpha.

I felt like I had screwed up. I could see he was somewhat upset.

I got up and walked to the barn door, which was only slightly cracked open. I looked out, to see the fire, and the people dancing. I loved fire. It made me feel...secure. I always felt like I was part of it. Almost like I'm made of fire. It made me feel powerful, and in control. I looked at the people dancing. They all looked ridiculous, to me, but I never said anything because one day when I told my father that, he almost killed me from his scolding words. Telling me that, "It's disrespectful of a very high nature, to the Spirits, and to the tribe's customs." I didn't really care, I didn't believe that there were spirits in control of everything. I believed strongly and deeply that each individual was in control of his or her own destiny. I did, however, believe that certain people are blessed at birth to be bonded with, and live with a spirit as a friend and companion for the rest of their lives.

I closed the door the rest of the way, and went back to lay on my bed to think and rest for a while before it was time for battle. I laid there, alone.