Silence -A Short Story-

Chapter One

Chapter One

Haley's point of view

When my alarm went off on January 7th I never knew what kind of a day I was in for, when I woke up, I did my usual morning routine, then went to school. As I waited on the curb for the bus to come pick me up I remember being excited, to see my friends after the long winter break. Over the break I had turned 17 the magical age as the elders put it. The age a werewolf finds their other half.

My Mom had always explained to me what happens when you find your mate. She used to explain to me how magical it was.

At that point in my thoughts that morning I rember the rickety old bus that smelled like mold pulled up in front of me. Normally the bus bothered me but that morning, the bad smell and the noises of younger kids talking seemed less bad than normal.

When the old bus pulled up to the school the air was a little bit warmer. I met my friends just inside the entrance as soon as I saw them I was happier. Everything seemed better.

We walked as a group towards first block. My friends and I gossiped about the latest news, and if I'd found my mate yet and other things that seventeen year old girls talk about. I remember at that moment in time, walking into class and stopping half way in and half way out the door. I remember hearing the most angelic laugh, being a werewolf I could smell better than most humans. I smelled the most amazing smell. I knew that my mate was walking down the hallway towards me.

Unfortunately for me my mate was a popular, arrogant jerk, player, stuck up, beautiful, werewolf beta. Now, one might wonder why that was unfortunate. I didn't know then why but I do now. However we aren't that far into the story yet.

Back to the story, right as I made eye contact with that blue eyed muscle machine the bell rang. Yeah, sucks I know! The teacher started yell at students to sit down, and you see I'm not one to get in trouble, so as quick as lightening I was in my desk with only a quick glare from the teacher. Throughout the dreaded math class I couldn't help but not concentrate and focus on my mate.

Unfortunately I didn't see my mate for the rest of the morning. At lunch I remember sitting at my table not being able to eat because I was just that excited to be with him, my wolf had been calling out. It was about halfway through lunch and my wolf started to get all excited and I knew why. Not even a minute later the Beta of the Crystal Ridge pack walked through the door and straight towards me. My friends started to nudge me and whisper. Beta Joel walked up to our table and pointed at me then motioned for me to follow him. So I did.

I followed him without protest to the hall outside the gym. Leaving my friends gossiping behind me.

Suddenly Joel pushed me against the lockers, I was pinned with his hands above my head. His minty breath fanned over my face. Thinking he was going to kiss me, I remember saying, "Don't y-ou th-think this i-is a little soon"

Then to my surprise he threw back his head and laughed, not a chuckle or a light laugh, a full belly, tear rolling down his cheeks laugh. I was confused. He obviously saw that on my face and proceed to break my heart by saying without a hint or remorse " If you think I want a weakling like you as a mate you are wrong! I want somebody who is strong and pretty, somebody who can help lead a pack by my side, somebody who can stand up for herself, somebody who isn't you. Somebody like my beautiful girlfriend Jazz. I thought she was going to be my mate, but no I get a weakling like you.". I thought he was done but I was wrong he continued " I, Joel Wolfe, Beta of the Crystal Ridge Pack hereby reject my mate whatever her name is"

I remember feeling my wolf retreat, my heart breaking. The pain was unbearable, I could barely breath. As my mate walked away laughing I just cried. I cried for me and my Mate and the relations ship that just wasn't.

I was rejected and my mom being the best in her field I knew that I only had two weeks to live. I knew that the first week wouldn't be to hard in the pain section, the first week my wolf would die of loneliness. The second week my heart would eventually give out.

I wish I could die another way.