Betrayed and Broken

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Haze's POV
It's been hell for me; for the last three months, my life has been a living hell. Nothing can ever prepare you to watch the one person made for you, the person you are supposed to love, and they love you back unconditionally; love someone else, and be happy with someone else. I never thought it would hurt this much. Let's be honest; I didn't think about her at all. I never thought about her possibly feeling this way watching me with Amber. I didn't give any of this much thought. I'm an idiot, and I have to live with my idiocy for the rest of my life.

I hate having to constantly hear Skylar screaming Kails name all the time. Those two fuck like rabbits. I get so worked up hearing her moans I end up fucking Amber. She thinks everything is fine with us, but truth be told, I hate her. I don't want anything to do with her, but if the baby is mine, then I'm stuck with her for 18 more years. I know she is only after the position of Luna. She proved that after she told me to challenge my father. Like I would ever do that, she never loved me, just the position that came with being with me. I can't stand the sight of her. I have to picture Skylar every time I'm with her. Amber is my punishment for my stupidity. Thank God my father ordered me not to mark her. I can't even begin to imagine what kind of Luna she would have made.

I hate seeing Skylar happy with Kail. She should have been happy with me. I don't know what I was thinking when I rejected her; that's just it I wasn't thinking, not with my head or my heart. I can't even look out my window without seeing the 2 of them walking hand in hand, laughing or kissing. I've even gone for a run and stumbled across the 2 of them fucking at the cliff. She was riding him, and she looked so perfect. I got to see the faces she makes during sex and the face she makes when she cums. Those faces are in my dreams every night. I wake up every morning hard as a rock. I have to take care of myself every morning.

I hate myself for what I did. My father is still pissed at me. Luke won't talk to me, and I don't talk to Kail. The 3 of us attend the meetings and act cordially to each other. We are professional when it comes to pack business. Outside of pack business and meetings, our friendship is non-existent. We don't talk or even look at each other. How did I manage to let one girl ruin everything? Well, that's a lie; she didn't ruin anything. I did. I did this no one else did. I would do anything if I could go back in time and change everything.

Amber had her baby, and low and behold, the baby was not mine. I gave up everything for a lying bitch. I haven't fucked Amber since finding out the baby isn't mine. He actually looks like Kail. I don't know how he is going to explain that.

I was walking down the hall heading out back when Skylar came running down the hall and ran right into me. She had tears streaming down her face. When I saw Kail come running down the hall with Amber right behind him, the both of them fixing their clothes, I knew what had happened. To say I was pissed would be an understatement. I was livid. How can he hurt someone so perfect? How can he fuck up something so perfect for a lying bitch like her? I can't say shit, though; I had done the exact same thing with the same person.

After I left Kail, I went looking for Skylar. I know she probably wanted to be alone, but I knew she shouldn't be alone. I heard a howl coming from the north. I went to the tree line, where I picked up her scent and followed it to the waterfall. I saw her sitting there naked, crying. It broke my heart. I hate seeing her like this. "What do you want, Haze?" she asked. I walked up to her and sat next to her. I took my shirt off and handed it to her. I turned my back to her so she wouldn't be uncomfortable putting the shirt on.

"You can turn around now," she whispered. I turned around, and I felt my heart shatter into a million little pieces. I could see the hurt and the pain on her face, but mostly in her beautiful eyes. She was brokenhearted. When she started questioning herself, I instantly hated myself because I knew I had made her feel this same way. I made her feel like she wasn't enough. I made her feel like she wasn't worthy of love. God, this is all my fault. Her pain and heartache she is suffering right now is my fault. If I had just accepted her, none of this would be happening

I pull her onto my lap. It felt amazing having her in my arms and on my lap. I had to keep picturing my grandmother to keep from getting an erection. Her body felt so perfect. She cried into my chest. When she climbed off my lap, I felt empty. When she was in my arms and on my lap, my spirit felt full, and now it's just empty. I was about to confess to me watching her and Kail have sex, but I heard the snap of a twig. I knew she heard it, too, because her head snapped up. "Did you hear that?" I linked her. "Yes," she replied. "What do you think it is?" she asked. "I don't know, but you need to run." I linked her. I started to look around and then felt a sharp pain in my neck. I grabbed my neck, and when I pulled my hand back, there was blood on my palm. I looked over at Skylar and saw the fear in her eyes before everything went blurry and then faded to darkness.

When I woke up, my head was pounding. I tried to move and couldn't. I open my eyes, and I see Skylar lying on the floor next to me with her hands and feet chained up. I look down and see my hands and feet are also chained up. I tried calling Dante. I couldn't feel him. I had no strength at all. They must have given us wolfsbane. I turn back to Skylar. "Skylar, Skylar, wake up," I whisper. I look around, and we are in a cement room. It looks like an old cellar, maybe a basement; I'm not sure.

"Skylar, come on, Skylar, wake up," I say as I nudge her a little. She lets out a small moan. "Skylar, can you hear me?" I whisper. She slowly opens her eyes. "Where are we?" she asked. "I don't know," I reply. "What happened?" she asked. "I'm pretty sure we have been taken." I reply. "Why?" she asks. "I don't know," I reply. "My head is killing me," she whispers. "I know mine is, too," I reply. "Why can't I feel Luna?" she asks with worry. "Wolfsbane," I reply. She nods her head in understanding. Suddenly the door opens up, and three men walk in. They are rogues. I can tell by the way they look. They are all filthy, like they haven't showered in years.

"Looky looky boys; our guests are awake." The guy in the front says. "Who are you?" I ask. "Well, I'm Sam," the first one said. "This is Keith," he says as he points to the man on his right, "and this is James," he says as he points to the guy on his left. "Why are we here?" I ask. "Well, someone paid us a nice fee to take this pretty girl. You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, " Sam replies.

What? Who would have paid to have Skylar taken? What would they get from it? I look over at Skylar, and she is trying to put on a brave face, but I can see the hint of fear in her eyes. Im going to kill whoever did this. They will be sorry that they put that fear in her beautiful eyes.