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Dawn's POV
I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. Not again, I thought. This is the second time this week. I didn't move and just stared at the white ceiling. I didn't need to look at the watch to know what time is it. It's freaking three in the morning. It's always like that. Whenever I have these dreams, I usually wake up at three o'clock. I sighed deeply knowing that I will not be able to sleep and I would just have to get up and start my day this early. I wasn't needed in the bookshop until 8 and I have plenty of hours to myself. Please note the sarcasm. On my third day here I found job that was perfect for my situation. I work at a bookshop a couple of blocks from here. I couldn't rely on Carly. She offered me money but I refused her offer. It seemed abusive of me to accept money especially since she is the owner of this apartment that I'm staying at.
You're probably wondering what my dreams are all about. They're about my mate. Well ex-mate. I've been having them since I was rejected. The first few days were the worst. I would keep dreaming about my rejection and the pain I felt was doubled every time I wake up knowing that there was nothing I could do.
My thoughts drifted to what happened the other day. Fortunately, the guy is human. If he was a werewolf, well I shudder to think what would have happen to me and especially to Carly. I had to be extra cautious these days. My phone rang and I frowned. Who would call me this early? I thought. I looked at my phone, noting that the number is unregistered.
'Hello?'
A moment of silence passed and there was no reply from the other side. I was about to hang up the phone when a voice broke the silence.
'Dawn.'
I nearly dropped the phone as I hear him call out my name. Damn. How did he get my number?
'J-John' I mentally admonished myself. I shouldn't stammer like this. I shouldn't be weak.
'Where are you Dawn? Come back already. Aren't you tired of running away?'
Suddenly, days of me spending tear-filled nights as I mourned the rejection of my mate, the one who was supposed to be destined to me, flashed before me and anger had fuelled me to talk back to him with so much venom in my voice.
'Running away? You think this is me running away?' I paused as I inhaled deeply hardly controlling myself from shouting. 'This is me leaving John and you will never find me. Ever.'
'I'll find you Dawn and I will bring you back here where you belong. You belong to me.' Determination was evident in his voice with a hint of anger.
'No , I don't belong to you. Not anymore. Goodbye John.'
I hurriedly ended the call because I didn't want to hear his voice. I stared at the phone blankly.
Once upon a time, when I was still under the delusion that there was me and him in this world, I would have given up anything just to hear him say that, to hear him say that he wanted me back. That I was what he wanted. That he wanted me for what I am.
Tears started to fall from eyes and I didn't bother to wipe them off. What's the use? Wiping my eyes won't ease the pain that I'm feeling right now. This is what I am now, a broken, helpless girl. I cried for the girl who dreamt of a happy ending with her mate. I cried for the girl who got her heart broken and dreams smashed harshly by reality. I cried for the girl who is barely living her life. I cried for the girl that I am now.
I cried harder knowing that I was truly alone and there was no one to comfort me. 'Emryl', I called out my wolf only to feel more helpless because she didn't respond to me. Months after I was rejected , my wolf refused to talk to me and one day, I woke up finding out that she had locked me out of her system. It hurt so much. Knowing that she was experiencing what I am experiencing and no one, not even I was able to give comfort to her, hurt me.
I hugged my knees and let my tears flow freely. It sucks to think that no matter how much far we are from each other, he still had the power to hurt me.
I'll find you Dawn.
His words kept ringing in my head. Why on earth was he so adamant on finding me? He rejected me already! This is the first time that he's contacted me after I let the pack and it makes me wonder how he got my number. The only one that had my number was Julie and she promised me that she will never give it to others. Julie is my best friend. After my I lost my family, Julie and her parents treated me like I was really a part of the family. They would never turn their backs on me. As a matter of fact, they supported me when I told them I was leaving the pack. Technically, they didn't supported me for going rogue, I told them that I was going to move in another pack and they agreed that it was a wonderful idea. They are the only ones that knew the alpha's son had rejected me.
I sighed.
I won't let him find me. Even if it means that I have to leave.
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