Eternal Love: Book 1
The Moon Goddess never makes mistakes, her judgment should never be questioned, she assigns mates for a reason and that is why the rejection kills.
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Kirabo Peters finds herself knocking on death's door after the man sh...
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My love for Zack, went all the way back to when we were kids. We were inseparable and often times we stayed over at each other's houses. He asked me to be his girlfriend on my 15 birthday, that was his present to me.
He'd already been to a Lunar Moon Ceremony being that there was a three year gap between us. It was assumed that he already knew I was his mate. My mother was so happy, father hated it. I always did my best to stay at his side. I did most of the Luna duties once I got he chance and I took care of everyone in the pack.
Everyone felt betrayed by his decision that night. It echoed through the pack bond like furiously but what could they say? He was their future Alpha and they had to stand by his decision, no matter what.
My so called best friend has always been a snake in the grass, I just refused to believe it. Everything I wanted she made sure she had it first. She always wanted to be in the spotlight. She stole my fucking prom dress and still I was crowned prom queen.
Despite all that, I've always shown up for her. It puzzled me how either of them could be content with hurting me and letting me die. Goddess, I really need a drink. The urge was becoming more intense with each passing hour.
I regret being a jerk to Alpha Alaric but what I told him was the truth. Zack was my everything and he dropped me like a hot potato the moment he had another option. The Moon must hate me, why else would she pair me up with someone such as Alaric De Luca?
And was he expecting me to just fall into his arms? I'm in love with someone else, a man I had and can't have, a man I gave my everything to unconditionally.
He's also the man that told Alaric to let you die.
The voice at the back of my head taunted me. Did he really say that? Did they even call him? I didn't plan my life without him. He was always there and now that he isn't, I didn't know what to do.
I didn't just lose my best friend and mate that day; I lost everything. Mom suddenly stopped loving me, dad became the typical Nigerian parent, my siblings cursed me for ruining their future and my pack; they were forced to shut me out and ignore me.
No one was allowed to comfort me. No one cared, I knew that yet I still want to die. I want to leave all my worries behind. Fuck, I need a fucking drink really badly.
I hastily got off the bed and started searching through my bedroom. I didn't bother trying to leave; I tried two days ago and found my door locked. There must be some kind of alcohol inside here. Anything would do at this moment, I just needed something.
I finally spotted a minibar in the corner of the room. I quickly crawled toward it and yanked open the door. Goddess how did I not smell this sooner.
I didn't think much about it and grabbed a random bottle. It looked like some kind of whiskey but I didn't care. All that mattered was that it's alcohol. I cracked the seal and downed the bottle in less than a minute.
