"𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐀𝐙𝐙𝐘?" Owen whined. "No," Dalilah sighed. She sat down her phone and slouched in her chair. "She didn't come to the party and she's not even returning my texts," Owen said.
"I tried talking to her but she wasn't feeling all too well," Aiden sighed himself.
He knew what had happened and man was he pissed. But he was also conflicted about the whole thing. He knew the situation between them was super complicated but he hadn't expected everything to blow out of proportion so quickly.
"I wonder what happened. She looked really sad." Owen picked at his nails, upset that his friend hadn't shown up to school for days now. She was ignoring everyone so he knew that she wasn't alright, and he hated it.
"What if we ask Peter?" Owen slammed his hands down on the table. "Already did, he said he didn't know either," said Dalilah. They both sighed with a pout on their faces.
Class and lunch were so boring without her. Things couldn't go back to normal now that she was in their lives. It's only been a short amount of time since they've known her, but they couldn't possibly know what life would be like without her.
"Guys, it'll be fine. She's gonna come back at some point. She just needs time," Aiden reassured. "Yeah, I guess you're right," They said at the same time.
"I'll catch you guys later, I gotta find Belle." Aiden got up from the table and made his way out of the cafeteria to find his mate.
☾ 𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙤𝙣'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑ׁ⠂ ˙ׅ ׁ ׁ⠂ ˙ׅ ׁ ׁ⠂ It's been a few days since what happened at the pack house. And those days without seeing her, have been extreme hell. I haven't slept, I was irritable, I barely have been eating, and I was growing weak for sure. Frey cut off all communications with me, which was well deserved.
Knowing for sure that Azara is my mate, made me want her more than ever. I wanted nothing more than to hold her and love her. But I fucked up. I hurt her without even trying and now she hates me.
I thought about showing up to her house to apologize—to talk things over in hopes that she could possibly forgive me. . . but I knew I would be overstepping boundaries and I didn't want her to loathe me even more than she already does.
