Prologue
3 years ago...
That day everything changed. The one person who should have stayed by me; the person who instead chose to betray me:my mate. I remember those piercing azure eyes capturing mine as my heart was shattered into a thousand tiny pieces."I Michael Clarke reject Faye Stone as my mate."
Present...
"Faye? You there?" Mum's voice snapped me back to reality and I quickly shook off the thought. Everheart. This place brought back so many memories. Him. When he rejected me mum helped me to pick up the pieces and we moved. After dad had died, the bullying had intensified and to be frank there was nothing left for us...or so we had thought. Dad's death had brought mum to the conclusion that I was ready to know the truth, she told me about the burden of the females desendents of the Moon line:witchcraft. I clearly remember Mum and Dad telling me how they met but Mum had left one thing out: she wasn't on any ordinary errand, it was concerning her clan. She kept this secret till dad died as she didn't want me to be ridiculed by certain pack members. During those years we masked our scents with potions and she had trained me so that if I were to rum into anymore wolves I would be able to defend myself.Now you may be wondering, "what about her wolf?", well after the rejection she stopped talking and left. I do miss her sometimes.
Mum had expained that our clan specialised in the elements and every witch had her own power, and mine was,fire. You also must be wondering why the hell I would even go back, well here's what happened...
4 weeks ago
"Honey, can you go and get the mail" I dragged myself to the mailbox and found an ivory envelope and was curious until I noticed the crimson red seal. The pack had found us. Immediately, I ripped the envelope open and found the contents rather interesting.
Dear Amelia and Faye Stone,
I am writing to you regarding an urgent matter. A pack of rogues have banded together, and their "Alpha" is the escaped convict , Drake Rosse. We are in shortage of healers and I would be honoured if you and your daughter would come back to the pack, accomodation provided of course."
Present
I took in the sight of the packhouse. Still the same building, from one point it could seem as though we had never left, but this time it was my turn to break his heart. Sweet, sweet revenge....
Hey guys! This is my first story and what do you think? Should I continue?
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Partygirl 16
