Sunsets

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My whole day is spent sulking in the white room. I figure it must be his because he keeps coming in and out. Each time he sees me staring into space, he leaves the room again. I've tried multiple times to mind-link my pack, but I can't; he must have blocked it. Or something else happened, but I don't want to even think of that right now. I can't.

The pain of my father dying is enough for me to deal with right now. I can't handle thinking my mom and my twin are gone. I just can't. I need my family to be okay. I need them to live. I need them. They've always been so supportive and caring. What am I going to do without them? How am I going to mourn by myself? I can't.

I feel so alone. I'm so scared, for myself but also for my pack. I have no concrete proof, but I feel like they're gone.

He enters the room again but this time, I look up at him. He returns my gaze, looking at me before looking away. He walks somewhere out of my view and I hear him messing with things. My heart pounds, wondering what he could be doing wherever he is. I sit still. He comes back out with a sandwich and a water bottle.

"Hungry?" he asks. I nod hesitantly before he walks over to me and hands it over. I gladly down a gulp of the water and then bite into my sandwich. I sigh in content, feeling energized again.

He sits in the same chair that he sat in the first time he came in. I stand up and walk toward the wall of glass. I look outside. This place is foreign to me, empty, cold. It's alive but it feels like death to me. Death to my old life, the life I had just yesterday. The tall green trees of the forest, a barrier I cannot pass to get home. I look to the sky, it's late. I've spent the entire day crying on the floor.

"The sunset is even more beautiful, reminds me of the good I am." I turn to face him and he's giving a small smile, but there's a sadness behind it. I frown before turning back. What does he have to be sad about?

"It is beautiful," I whisper, smiling at the horizon. The big orange sun burning aglow is surrounded by beautiful colors, pink, purple, red, and orange. A colorful sunset. More beautiful than the sunrise. My goodness more than his.

I see his reflection in the glass. He stands up and walks to me, but right when he's about to reach me, he sighs and turns away. He walks out of the room again and the door closes quietly behind him. I sigh.

"Oh, great Moon Goddess, what have you done?" I whisper. I have always wanted to find my mate, but this is. Well it's a cruel fate. How could my own mate slaughter everyone I ever knew and loved? How could he do this to me?

Mates are supposed to do everything in their power to protect you and keep your heart safe. But he had broken mine without even knowing my name. I could never have imagined this would be my life. I wish I had died right along with my dad. Then at least I'd be safe and with the man who truly cares for me. I'd be home again.

I've never been so alone in my life.

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