The broken mate

Chapter 11

My breathing increases as I'm in his hold. I begin to wonder if this is an anxiety attack. Tears spill and I scream in his hold. "Let me go! Let me go!" Everything from the day I first started getting beat to the day I was in the pack hospital came back all at once.

"How could I forgive this cruel beast so easily?" my crying turns into loud sobs as he holds me to his chest shushes me and rubbing my back.

I don't listen to anything he says. All I can think of is the monster holding me in his arms. "Let me go!" I scream to the top of my lungs. He pins me under him trying to calm me down. I start breathing hard looking him in his eyes that holds guilt.

He gets off of me and stand by the door. All of a sudden I began to calm down. I wipe my tears away. I look at him holding my knees to my chest. "Just please don't h-hurt me," I whisper. "It was a bad idea sleeping with you," he sighs.

"I'm going to walk towards you. Please remain calm I won't hurt you. I promise." He walked towards me slow and Wrapped his arms around me tight. His cinnamon smell just made me want to melt into his arms but I was tense the whole time.

"I sometimes think it was my fault for the death of my sister. I could have saved her! why did the moon goddess make my life living hell. Is it because she doesn't like me? I shrug the question off and look up at him.

"D-don't you just wonder what things would be like if Kayla wasn't dead?" He thinks for a second and sighs. "You probably wouldn't be broken," he whispers.

I gasp as I remember something from my childhood. I get out of my mates hold and I run down the stairs. I go outside and go to the end of the yard. I remember placing our treasure chest here for the future.

I start digging with my hands when I reach the brown chest and open it up I gasp. I let the tears prickle my cheeks as I smile. I hold in my hand the letters me and my sisters wrote to our future selfs. I start reading it and I smile.

Dear future self, I hope that in the future I am happy with my mate who will care for me. I hope that we have five kids three girls and two boys. I hope that Kayla will find her mate and love him as much as she loves me. I hope that mom and dad will be always loving and there for me when i find my mate, when I first shift, and plenty of more.
                                 Love,
Makayla.

I let the tears fall and I smile. I take the two teddy bears out that were me and my sisters when we were just born. Then I take out a picture of me, Kayla, and Alex. His arm was wrapped around me and we all had the biggest smile on our face like we won a huge contest.

"I remember that day." A deep husky voice chuckled and hovered over me. I knew it was him from his mouth watering scent. "We were going to the carnival together before I left to go with my father to an alpha meeting. He told me I should go so I could experience and get the feel." He shrugs while starring at the picture.

Me and Kayla were probably nine and he was about maybe twelve. "I wish we could go back to the past and change things," I whisper. He only nods and a smile comes on his face.

"How would you like it if we went on a date to night. Just me and you." "I-i don't know." "Come on I promise you will enjoy it." I nod in agreement. I hand him the chest and I pile the dirt back in the tiny whole I dig up.

I mind linked my sister to help you get dressed for tonight." He has a sister? "You have a sister?" "Yeah you don't remember her? You used to hang out with her all the time."